eleven songs; video

[movinghair]

[the timestamp on the feed is 12:30 AM and ranka, sitting on her bed with her knees to her chest, is still in her street clothes.  seems like she got home from a busy day not too long ago.  she stares the phone lying in front of her intently as if waiting for something.

ten minutes go by with no change.

whatever she's waiting for isn't going to happen tonight.  ranka heaves a deep sigh and sings quietly:]

If you become the wind, I want to become the endless sky
When you're petrified by the sound of violent wind
Strumming my guitar, I'll calm your heart....

[she hums a piece of the melody]

...If it would heal your sadness
I'd sing until my voice withered away

[a pause.  she scrambles for her phone; the meager light illuminates her excited face.  she says the next words slowly since she's typing them at the same time.]

If light is a particle and a wave
then you are a bird and the universe--

[here, the video ends]

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[movinghair.livejournal.com]

[it's something about the way she whispers it that sends a chill down her spine.] Ragnarok?

[curajas.livejournal.com]

To destroy--to destroy--oh, Ranka! [just going to grab ranka into a hug, it's the only thing that stops her from falling over with the sobs that's coming] We...we have to destroy Cocoon...! That-that fairy tale...!

[movinghair.livejournal.com]

[the realization numbs her to the bone. her dreams--she's dreaming about destroying her whole world. this burden was vanille's. why? ranka holds vanille tight and doesn't push her to say anything. if she wants to say more, she will.]

[curajas.livejournal.com]

N-none of us want to but-but.. [ranka's the nearest person, someone she can trust with at least half-truths. at the moment she grips her tightly. she needs to be held, to feel that someone cares. it reminds her of something fang would have done and the thought brought on more sobs]

[movinghair.livejournal.com]

[ranka rubs her back, comfortingly.] I know you wouldn't, Vanille-chan. That's not like you.

[curajas.livejournal.com]

You can kick me out, if you want to. I don't--blame you. [just going to move into the touch, please don't stop. vanille needs the contact right now.]

[movinghair.livejournal.com]

I wouldn't kick you out because of that. [and the contact she shall have.]

[curajas.livejournal.com]

I'm just--thank you...I don't deserve you being so--[just going to cliiing]

[movinghair.livejournal.com]

[clings back.] Yes, you do. Everyone deserves a friend.

[curajas.livejournal.com]

Not...me. [sniff sniff]

[movinghair.livejournal.com]

Even you. [tighter hug]

[curajas.livejournal.com]

Ranka, I'm not...worth it--I'm sorry!

[movinghair.livejournal.com]

[shushes and pets vanille's hair. give into the moe best friend love.]

[curajas.livejournal.com]

[but i'm sulking. just sulking.]

[movinghair.livejournal.com]

[can you sulk when your DDD best friend has moving hair and an adorable furry green squirrel thing as a pet?

spoiler: your answer should be no.]