on repicking an old muse

[asynchrony]

Oh? Just like... that? How prosaic.

I'd thought it was courteous to at least bring an old love flowers. But maybe, as more forgiving poets might say, you're not very adept at the details of seduction.

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[asynchrony]

Then I'll take it as a compliment that you were willing to have it over mine.


[ Because of course hair was what it was all about. ]

/)_(\

[sexuallyconfuses]

[ she folds her hands over her chest, evidently still not satisfied ] I really wish you wouldn't compare me to a child like that, though.

[asynchrony]

[ It appears to be the perfect time to cling to one of those stubbornly crossed arms and rest her head on Haruka's shoulder. ]

I never said you were alone in that. She's... contagious. Tsukino Usagi. Sailor Moon. Whatever her name. Whatever she wants it to be. It's in her nature to inspire that. I think... for people like us, resisting her influence is out of the question.

[sexuallyconfuses]

[ it just might be. either way, Haruka's not resisting, and only lets out a heavy breath in response. ] ... Maybe you're right. There's something about her.

But even so, I don't think we'll ever be able to truly see eye to eye.

[asynchrony]

[ A fine thing, as she has no intention to lift her head soon. ]

That's because your eyes have to stay affixed on any source of danger that might circle her. It can't be helped. It's our duty.

[sexuallyconfuses]

... Yeah.

[ she lets her arms drop to her sides, taking hold of the hand that was clinging to her. ]