Michiko no emi-cho | Signs from Afar

[[ H ] oshi]

Kazu smiled and then looked down at Hika, brushing a hand through her hair. Looking abaout the room, he lifted her slowly and laid her on the couch. Covering her with a blanket and placed a pillow under her head.

He sat silently on the floor near her and closed his eyes, ready for her to ask him to get her something.

[//Setsuna-Chan\\]

Once at the lab, she ignored the people, unlike to what she usually did. Instead, she went straight to her own room, dropping everything, and getting to work on the vile. she wanted to save them. She wanted to make them better again....

[[ H ] oshi]

The femal angel spoke quietly, "I trust her as much as I would my own sibling...you know?" He laughed gently and closed her eyes with a sigh.

[//Setsuna-Chan\\]

He fluttered beside her, silently, and smiling. "You worry much too much for your own good," he said, and watched her race back and forth across the lab.

"I know...but...I have to do this...."

[[ H ] oshi]

The male angel nodded quietly to Hika, "Indeed."

[//Setsuna-Chan\\]

"I'm selfish..."

Her head finall drooped, and she sighed, her shoulders slouching. "I try to do things for myself..even though I want to believe i'm helping you angels...I know I'll hurt you instead..that's how life is towarsd me, most of the time..." She set the vile down. "I want to try though...even if it's futile...is it wrong...?" She smiled at the angel, and he shook his head, then smiled back.

"Of course not..."

[[ H ] oshi]

Getting to his feet, Kazu rubbed his forehead and yawned. Haru seemed to be fast asleep and thus he didn't have anything to do, other then to just sit and wait for the scientist to return.

[//Setsuna-Chan\\]

Kita slumped in her chair, and the angel behind her vanished, leaving her alone. "I'm sorry," She murmered to nobody in particular, "for making things so...difficult..."

[[ H ] oshi]

Rubbing at his eyes the male angel shook his head, trying to keep himself awake, "Where is she..."

[//Setsuna-Chan\\]

Finally, she rose, and thrust her arm in a victorious manner towards the ceiling. "Hah!" Something spilled, and she yelped, watching in horror as the vile with her feather spilled with another vile of random stuff she'd made. Immediately, it began to boil, and she shrieked, rushing to stop it, then stopping herself, and watching the feather start to rejuvinate itself.

"I....I...."