i was looking for a b r e a t h of a life, for a little touch of heavenlylight
but all the choirs in my head sang "no" ! to get a dream of life again,
a little vision of the start and the end but all the choirs in my head sang "no" !
WHOSE SIDE AM I ON ?
( indie selective usagi tsukino roleplay blog written by gaby. )
Send “chu” to surprise my muse with a kiss on the cheek!
training always feels a little harder on usagi, unlike popular belief it’s not because she’s lazy & can’t handle the responsibility because even though she wished she could live her life NORMALLY like she has all these years. she was proud that someone like her was fated to defend the earth from the forces of evil & make it a happy place for everyone, however, there were times where she just felt USELESS. of course they all worked as a team & it was silly for her to feel this way, however, whenever she watched the other senshi showcase their powerful abilities along with a seemingly effortless athleticism sometimes she just felt like maybe she was in the way. this insecurity of hers that no one would even suspect was a thing becomes more EVIDENT once she’s knocked to the floor for the sixth time now for being too slow, it’s so unlike usagi to give up on something & just sit there. once the rest of the team asks her what’s wrong she simply answers that she’s tired & laughs it off in hopes that everyone would direct their focus back to what really mattered instead of worrying about her. although the green suited soldier doesn’t say anything & simply plants a kiss on the blonde’s cheek as if she understood what was happening without a word being said, makoto really was more sensitive than she looked like & that was one of the qualities the moon senshi admired about her. a light blush addresses her cheeks although it isn’t noticeable seeing as they’re already flushed from the physical effort ( which she’s quite thankful for. ) & she just gives her friend a soft smile. “ thank you, mako-chan. “ her voice is unusually quiet but the sentiment is genuine, she’s really GRATEFUL that the other has provided her with the strength & support she needed to get back up & give her best not only for jupiter but for the rest of the team &alsoherself.
They jumped when the human(?) addressed them directly; gripping the blade even tighter and turning their head slightly to avoid making eye contact, but still speak to their self-proclaimed ‘opponent’. “Stop looking at me like that- I don’t like it when people stare.” Crona reiterated, holding Ragnarok in front of them in a manner almost defensive, before their weapon piped in (this time aloud) and loudly told them to ‘Just eat her already, stupid!’.
Slowly, they turned to look at her out of the corner of their eye, posture straightening up and tilting their head. “…Why do people always think that I’m talking to myself…? Ragnarok is right here- he’s always here.” Whom they were speaking to this time was left unclear.
A shaky sigh, and they finally rose their gaze to look at her directly. “…I-It’s not polite to interrupt a conversation, you know.”
as time passed painfully slow & the silence between the two grew thicker for a few moments the weight on her chest only seemed to increase almost making her unable to breathe, trembling knees threatening to give in at any moment. she was ALL ALONE & didn’t have that much experience when it came to enemies still, but judging by the blade the creature in front of her was holding it seemed like her moon tiara action attack would be completely USELESS. once she listens to a second voice yell something about eating her, the novice soldier’s eyes grew as wide as the moon ! ( no pun intended, this is a serious issue the girl could literally DIE tonight. ) “ listen.. – “ she starts, the girl’s nervous laughter echoing in the empty church. “ you really wouldn’t want to eat me, all i eat are sweets you’ll probably gain weight ! “ this is really unprofessional of her & not helping her case at all. “ no, wait ! let’s start over. “ she clears her throat. “ just tell me who you are & what are your means here. “
Their hands were trembling; the obsidian sword shaking in the witch’s hand as they sized up the young woman in front of them- expression pleading. The Mister could feel the unusual wavelength of her soul. “I can’t- I don’t like fighting girls…” Crona murmured quietly, to someone that only they could hear. “What if she looks at me? It makes me uncomfortable when girls look at me…”
when luna toldthe senshi-in-training she had sensed a DARK energy nearby & that they needed to investigate immediately when she was about to take a nap usagi wasn’t happy about it. & now that she’s standing face to face with the alleged youma due to a not so swift entrance, her power of will has reached negative numbers. it wasn’t that they looked scary like the other youma, however, they had an eerie feel to them. once she listens to the sound of their voice, the blonde begins to look around in search of whomever they should be talking to but she was assured that her, the talking black cat that had dragged her all the way here & them were the only people there. however, she puts on a brave front although her knees might be shaking a little. “ hey, youma ! “ she calls out. “ it’s rude to overlook your opponent & talk to yourself, you know ? “
