>>5285196>>5285177>>5285171>>5285169>>5285166>>5285164>Ask it to take the shape of a happy memory.“Can you take the shape of a happy memory?” You pose, your eyes firm on the globule of mercury in your hands–a sad moment did little more than to make him angry, so perhaps a happy one may assuage him.
The mimic curls out and up from your hands, into the flowerbed before it peels up again. The liquid begins hardening, deforming into a humanoid form, small, short, and head bent, arms at her face. The girl stands at a quarter your height, and she shuffles forward as her voice breaks into a quiet whimper.
“Uwa..” The mimic girl bemoans, wiping furiously at the tears at her face. “Morne..! Morne!”
