[ Kyouko gags and almost throws up. She leans against the tree, her chest heaving. ]
N-no. I haven't. Th-that... bastard. [ Her eyes are filled with a wild hatred. She can't abide the thought of a child being hurt, much less killed. It fills her with horror and despair. ]
She... she's okay, though. [ She slumps against the tree, staring at her half-eaten apple, imagining maggots crawling out and devouring the whole thing, and her hand... she slides to the bottom. ] Still alive. Right?
[ But who could survive that sort of experience unmarked? It's a blow to any magical girl's mind for their body to be mutilated and then regrow. For a seven-year-old kid to be brutally murdered?
It makes Kyouko's stomach churn again, and the only thing keeping her food down is the desire not to waste a bit of it. ]
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N-no. I haven't. Th-that... bastard. [ Her eyes are filled with a wild hatred. She can't abide the thought of a child being hurt, much less killed. It fills her with horror and despair. ]
She... she's okay, though. [ She slumps against the tree, staring at her half-eaten apple, imagining maggots crawling out and devouring the whole thing, and her hand... she slides to the bottom. ] Still alive. Right?
[ But who could survive that sort of experience unmarked? It's a blow to any magical girl's mind for their body to be mutilated and then regrow. For a seven-year-old kid to be brutally murdered?
It makes Kyouko's stomach churn again, and the only thing keeping her food down is the desire not to waste a bit of it. ]