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Guest, can you feel the love in the air? Valentine's Week at The Bell Tree has begun with a new mini-event featuring four activities to enjoy -- new and returning collectibles are up for grabs! Dive in to the love here.
Jason was actually awake, he just wanted Satoshi to carry him, and Satoshi was carrying Jason very close to him, and could feel his body heat. As he felt liquid slowly travelling down his nose, he pretended to wake up. "Hey... Sa.. Satoshi.." He murmurs, as if he was sleepy. He quickly walked to the lake, the liquid poured down his nose, and he attempted to clean it quickly.
"He didn't rugby tackle me and hug me to death. Great!" Satoshi laughs.
Yoru heard the commotion go down awhile back, so she went to ground floor of the building and exited.
A cold wind blew her dark blue hair and scarf, and she held down her beanie.
She didn't mind not having anyone around her, she wasn't a very social person anyways. I wonder what became of that Nayota boy?
Yoru's steel-blue eyes fluttered open as she found herself in the bed of her apartment. How... when did..? then she remembered, she had walked back here when it had gotten dark out.
Yawning, Yoru got up out of her bed and made her way to the mirror, brushing the bedhead out of her hair, and then continuing to make her way over to the bathroom where she got dressed in her coat and scarf, and brushed her teeth.
Securing her beanie onto her head, the girl then pulled her knee-length white socks up her legs, then slid her tiny feet into pink boots.
"Perfect.."
Afterwards, she went out into the city to a store she frequently visited, 'Rima's Bakery'
The door made the classic 'bell ring' sound as Yoru entered. A woman in the back, behind the cake displays was smiling ear-to-ear, radiating a motherly aura. "Ah, Yoru! It's you." she greeted Yoru warmly.
Yoru nodded curtly, doing a small shy wave. "I...uh..H..Hello..." she fumbled for the right greeting.
The woman laughed, but there was pity in her eyes. "Still as quiet as ever, dear Yoru! What can I help you with today, dearie? Your favorite star-shaped cookies, lemon frosted?"
They continued on in silence as Yoru paid for the cookies, and was handed a small pink bag with one box inside of it. The box contained two star shaped cookies, lemon-flavored yellow frosting coating them. They were the size to fit perfectly in the palm of a small hand.
"Come back soon, dear!"
"S..sure." Yoru's voice ended flatly, and she closed the door behind her.
She held the bag tightly against her chest, wrapping her arms around it as she walked through the city. Yoru stuck to the side streets and focused on staring at the ground. She firmly believed she could seclude herself from the rest of the world when she did so.
A jet of red blood fires out of Satoshi's hand, redenning the water. blood filled the lake, rendering the water part of it, of course, it was a lake, undrinkable.
Jason sqeauked as he saw the bright red blood in the corner of his eye, pulling his head out of the water.
Yoru sat on the top of a building once more, this time making sure it was a high-up enough building that no one could see her in the fog. She was heavily annoyed from what happened last time, the 'suicide' situation had traumatized her greatly, but she refused to show it with her actions. To everyone else, she just appeared fine anyways.
Yoru balanced an orb of water on her fingertips, playing with the shape and passing it back and forth between her hands.
The pink bag of cookies sat next to her, she held it in place between her legs to prevent it from blowing off of the building.
Yoru made the orb of water very large, then pulled her arms back over her head and flung them forwards. The orb of water soared through the air, and flew all the way down to a fountain, where it split into dozens of glittering water droplets that rained down over the fountain beautifully. There was the sound of the people at the fountain 'oohing' and 'aahing' at the sight. One little girl clapped her hands and squealed in delight.