( all of this is. very strange. and a little awful? and the masks continue to leave mafuyu feeling ill at the sight, but she's here with a rabbit mask that took too long to pick out, because decision paralysis is a bitch when you've never been able to make a real choice for yourself. the dress matches in color, white and adorned with five pointed flowers and purple swirls interwoven throughout the gown, and for once mafuyu's hair is down, gently curled.
this feels... dangerous somehow. or maybe it's the masks speaking and the ghosts that she's seen since the jack-o-lanterns' creations- and how they puppet the masks, almost- and it's just... she kind of hates this? she feels lost in the ballroom, surrounded by more than she's seen in months. quietly, mafuyu pushes herself towards the banquet table. ... a pity she can't truly taste anything, but it at least feels better than the carnival foods.
mostly, she's just a little overwhelmed. )
MERU
( eventually, mafuyu wants to just... go. a breath of fresh air? just to go back to the cabin? it's not clear, but as she pushes the tent open, dress bunched up to not trail through the dirt and dust, mafuyu pauses. because right down the way, sniffing at a food stall that's further down, is a monster unlike anything she's ever imagined. freezing, she watches as it moves and ducks back in just as it looks as if it's going to turn her way, a hand over her mouth. visibly pale, she backs away from the entrance. )
What...
VILLAIN
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( all of this is. very strange. and a little awful? and the masks continue to leave mafuyu feeling ill at the sight, but she's here with a rabbit mask that took too long to pick out, because decision paralysis is a bitch when you've never been able to make a real choice for yourself. the dress matches in color, white and adorned with five pointed flowers and purple swirls interwoven throughout the gown, and for once mafuyu's hair is down, gently curled.
this feels... dangerous somehow. or maybe it's the masks speaking and the ghosts that she's seen since the jack-o-lanterns' creations- and how they puppet the masks, almost- and it's just... she kind of hates this? she feels lost in the ballroom, surrounded by more than she's seen in months. quietly, mafuyu pushes herself towards the banquet table. ... a pity she can't truly taste anything, but it at least feels better than the carnival foods.
mostly, she's just a little overwhelmed. )
MERU
( eventually, mafuyu wants to just... go. a breath of fresh air? just to go back to the cabin? it's not clear, but as she pushes the tent open, dress bunched up to not trail through the dirt and dust, mafuyu pauses. because right down the way, sniffing at a food stall that's further down, is a monster unlike anything she's ever imagined. freezing, she watches as it moves and ducks back in just as it looks as if it's going to turn her way, a hand over her mouth. visibly pale, she backs away from the entrance. )
What...
VILLAIN
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