Nana (
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dear_mun2015-11-24 12:21 am
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((Taken from towards the end of anime - a difficult reality check for this revived muse))
[This pink haired, horned girl looks up, sad and a little confused.]
I thought I had a home to go to... With Kohta, Yuka, Mayu, and Wanta? [Lucy told her to go there. It's been the one option left in front of her.]
[She shakes her head a bit as she recalls the place she had been last.] Before that, there was a place I liked. Remember? I would have wanted to stay at Paixao, and wait for Papa, but now he's...gone...
[It still hurts, to even know this fact. It hurts more to admit it. Her eyes well up with tears.]
Miss Mun? D-Did you know this would happen? Is that why you thought about me...?
[This where Mun promptly tugs this cute muse into a warm and comforting embrace for a few. Maybe this will help her feel at least a little better before anyone arrives.
Perhaps it's best to wait to inform her on what happens next.Yeah, it's not good on her end right now, but things are likely to improve, fairly soon.]
I thought I had a home to go to... With Kohta, Yuka, Mayu, and Wanta? [Lucy told her to go there. It's been the one option left in front of her.]
[She shakes her head a bit as she recalls the place she had been last.] Before that, there was a place I liked. Remember? I would have wanted to stay at Paixao, and wait for Papa, but now he's...gone...
[It still hurts, to even know this fact. It hurts more to admit it. Her eyes well up with tears.]
Miss Mun? D-Did you know this would happen? Is that why you thought about me...?
[This where Mun promptly tugs this cute muse into a warm and comforting embrace for a few. Maybe this will help her feel at least a little better before anyone arrives.
Perhaps it's best to wait to inform her on what happens next.

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He can be now, too, but not here.][He kind of wants to give her a hug, but that seems awkward given that they've never met.]
Things will get better. Maybe not right away, but you just have to hold on.
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Hold on...? To what?
[She had just recently lost the only parent she ever had. It's obvious to see how pained she feels. Part of her doesn't want to believe he's dead, but she knows he won't be coming back. Her dreams of living a happy life with him had been crushed. It happened so fast...
Why did he have to go to Mariko? That question just now comes to mind, but it doesn't quite reach her voice. It's somewhat hard for her to speak.]
I miss him.
[A new tear rolls down her cheek.]
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[What is he supposed to say to a fellow orphan that's feeling much like he did years ago? That the woman who finally took him in was murdered in front of him? He channeled all the despair and anguish into a bitter rage at the world and those that had tormented and wronged him. He held onto that... He was fueled by nothing but revenge for years. Even now he hasn't let it go...]
[But that's not the kind of thing he's going to say to this poor kid.]
It's... kind of something you have to figure out for yourself. It's hard, I know.
[Awkward pause is awkward. Nagi is such a socially inept teenager that it hurts.]
Um... Do you want a hug?
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[Nana remembers what being alone feels like. It's the worst, being alone and separated from Papa. She was so worried for him, every now and then.
Papa said in his message that he had disobeyed orders to kill her. He got her out of that horrible facility in secret.
Still, he died anyway--along with that bad girl, who was bad as Lucy was to Nana once.]
[She hesitates on his offer, at first. Who is he? No one who didn't flinch at the sight of her horns, this Nana knew in the very least.]
I don't want to be alone. [The grieving girl sniffles.] Mister?
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[... She's better off alone than in that place, however. He wouldn't even try to send someone like her that way.]
[So yes, if she wants a hug, he will reciprocate, but he won't make any moves toward her to initiate one.]
I hope you won't be alone. I know how hard that is. But I don't know what will happen to you. I don't know what's going to happen to me.
[But he's stronger now. It's not like the way things were before.]
It's Nagi, by the way. Nagi Naoe.
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[Her optimism has come back around, but it's barely there.]
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[Politics. Ugh.]
[He nods.]
Are you from Japan, too?
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Yes. I was born there, in a place away from most people. My first home...
[It's hard to forget a place of pain, and isolation. It's where she had bonded with Kurama, the chief director she called Papa.]
Papa was the only one who cared for me there, and told me everything would be all right. [Her voice cracks at the end of that sentence.]
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[Nagi decides to take a seat. It's not he really plans on going anywhere for a while, anyway. He talks about his own early childhood in a very detached sort of tone.]
Eventually a man found me and brought me to an orphanage. A nun there took care of me for a while. She was the first person that I remember ever caring about me... she made sure I was fed, and had clothes without too many holes in them, and had a real bed to sleep in. It wasn't perfect, but it was paradise compared to huddling in cold back alleys.
[She was also using him, and other children with particular talents, to commit crimes while under her hypnosis, but he doesn't typically volunteer that information.]
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She's attentive as Nagi shares about his past. To her surprise, he's willing to share more than her. The type of place brings a memory that's pleasant to recall.]
I've never lived in an orphanage... but I remember seeing one with my first friend. At the world called Paixao. The kids I saw outside were playing with each other. [She recalls her brief time with Kakyuu fondly. She was a wonderful, gentle, and kind-hearted lady.]
[She very well understands what Nagi explains.] Sleeping in pajamas on a warm bed is very nice. Much better than sleeping on a cold hard floor, without any...
[Living in the facility, Nana had been chained up to a wall in a big empty room for most of the time, without clothes. She prefers to not talk about that.]
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It was nice while it lasted. The orphanage, I mean. The next place I went to was a lot less friendly.
[He shakes his head, dismissing looming thoughts of the nun's murder, the destruction of the orphanage, and a sudden, familiar surge of anger toward the person who ruined all of it. There would be a time and place for that.]
Paixao? That sounds familiar somehow. I think I've heard that name before.
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R-Really? How?
[This lead to remembering the time she first ended up in Paixao.] On my second day in the outside world, I found it. It was a little scary at first, knowing I wasn't by the beach anymore.
After I tripped and fell, I met Kakyuu. [Nana misses her too, as it could probably be heard how her voice softens a bit when mentioning of her. Out of everyone she's befriended, Kakyuu was of the few she adored the most.]
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I spent some time in a Nexus about... well, six years ago according to the mun. Anyway, I saw a lot of people from different worlds, and overheard a lot of conversations about them. I might have known someone who went there.
[Talking about the Nexus is much easier than his early childhood. He wasn't involved enough to get into any personal entanglements there, unlike some of the others. He was a casual observer, for the most part.
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...Would Paixao be like this Nexus place? People from different worlds were there too.
[At his mention of meeting someone who might have been there, she thinks of those she bonded with.] Who did you know? Was it Urd? Genie? Aladdin? Maybe Timon, or Woody? One of them said they all lived in Paixao a long time.
[She hopes they didn't miss her as much as she misses them, sometimes. Nana remembers that there was plenty to worry about already.]
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I heard of them, but I didn't know any of them.
[It would probably be relevant to say that he mostly has been associated with homicidal maniacs, womanizers, and homicidal maniacs who were also womanizers. All in all, not a crowd that a nice girl would be hanging out with.]
Sorry... I know that's not too helpful.
[But he rather likes Nana, and doesn't want to scare her off.]
Now that Thanksgiving weekend is over, in addition to not feeling sick anymore - I'm back!
They’ve all been nice to me. Urd, Genie, and Woody the most. After Kakyuu had been sent back to her world... [Nana stops there, for she doesn’t want to think back on how scared and sad she was when her first friend disappeared. The slightest trace of a smile comes to her as another good memory of Paixao comes to mind.]
I liked Namine too, and Woody’s friend Bullseye. I remember drawing pictures with them. And Woody. [Why couldn’t I just stay with them? Then again, why can’t she just stay with Mayu, Wanta, Kohta, and Yuka? They weren’t so bad either.]
Same, minus the sick... Glad.you're feeling better!
[With someone else, Nagi might have sounded bitter, but with Nana he just sounds thoughtful. He's... actually happy for her, for the fact that she has those memories. It's not as if he would do well with a lot if friends, himself, anyway. Certainly not nice ones, at least.]
You might find some of them again. And I'm sure you'll make new ones, too, wherever you end up.
[After all, if he likes her and she's nice to him, any decent person should want to be friends with her, in his opinion.
He's not used to people being nice to, or even noticing him.]Me too. No more icky, nasty cases of yuck!
Could we be friends too? [Hope glimmers in those pink eyes. Please stay. Please don't leave.]
\o/
He just can't get rid of that last little shred of hope, when it comes down to it.]I...
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If you want to be, sure.
[He won't blame her for changing her mind later, if she learns more about him, and what he's done in the past.]
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Nana had been at her breaking point. Now that she's made a new friend who understands her pain and heartache, she won't want to leave his side anytime soon.
She'll try not to be too clingy. It's so hard for her to cope by herself, since she's lost the one person who had been the center of her dreams, her happiness. Her future.]no subject
[Crawford will have a fit. Schuldig will probably tease him. Farfarello... won't care. At all. But really, whose business is it if he makes some friends?]
Okay.
[He settles his arms around her - an awkward gesture at first, but he seems to get the idea after a moment. He'll sit with her for as long as she needs him to.]
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[It's hard to talk. She had wanted to tell him a little on what it was like at her first home, but she stops. And decides that maybe she wouldn't want to say too much about Papa, at least for now.]
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This truth, in addition the very recent loss, hurts so much inside. Papa's dead. Papa. Is dead. He's not coming back, as much as she wishes for that not to be true. Nana's head lowers as it remains hard for her to speak.]
And she knew...he would go to her. [That bad girl, who said she was Papa's real daughter. Papa chose her over Nana.]
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[Those sad, sad eyes widen. Is that why Miss Mun never said anything about finding Papa again?
She doesn't know what this man is about, but she refuses to feel she's been wronged, once more.]
She isn't bad! I know she isn't! She's always been nice to me... She wanted to stay safe, from the girl who tried to kill me.
She would have killed Miss Mun, without mercy.
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She's told others before, in a world that's not her own.]
Vectors can cut through anything. Anyone.
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[Wait a second. Who is this man? How did he-] How did you know?