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[i:lit]Helen glances at the woman with the weird eyes- who just gives back a cute wink. They are trying to use her. That's ok; she does that too. It's how things work.[/i:lit]
The little girl is sure they wouldn't mind being used too. She too is just playing the game, after all.
Yet Helen ponders it for a bit, and as she ponders her gaze wanders on its own and crashes on the painfully pretty woman, whose hair burns under the morning. There is nothing strange or flashy about her. Reading her intently, Helen finds nothing so odd that could make her so attractive- except for the eyes. Which Helen gets stuck trying to describe.
Maybe it's not that she's that pretty, even if she's the prettiest woman on Earth. Maybe it's just the way she carries herself. As if every inch of her body had been washed out of doubt. As if she knew everything that was going to happen. It makes Helen feel safe. Somewhere, everything is alright.
Breaking the charm, Helen turns towards Kyubey as if ripping her eyes from a frozen light pole. That red and white ear lifts itself again, like a sportscar inviting her in. And she leans in.
Helen: I wish that I can see how things could be and change it.
/人◕ ‿‿ ◕人＼: [i:lit]But, you won't become an Incubator if you ask that wish, Helena.[/i:lit]
Helen: You said you can make any wish come true.
/人◕ ‿‿ ◕人＼: [i:lit]That is true. But the context would be different.[/i:lit]
Helen: Whats a context?
It just got dark, and when Helen turns to look her nose slaps the pretty woman's. Who had crouched and was leaning in to listen. Who smiles.
[b:lit]???[/b:lit]: [i:lit]I felt lonely.[/i:lit]
The lady steps away as she stands.
/人◕ ‿‿ ◕人＼: [i:lit][Helena asked for a different wish.[/i:lit]
[[b:lit]???[/b:lit]: [i:lit]I see.[/i:lit]
Her eyes darken.
[b:lit]???[/b:lit]: [i:lit]Hmm... Maybe you shouldn't have told her?[/i:lit]
/人◕ ‿‿ ◕人＼: I don't withhold information, Weird Eyes. You too are free to ask me anything. I will tell you all I know.
Weird Eyes? We can name people like that? Weird Eyes just sighs through her nose, deflating a bit overall.
[b:lit]Weird Eyes[/b:lit]: [i:lit]It's very late for that- as you know, Holy Kyubey. We should take our leave, then.[/i:lit]
/人◕ ‿‿ ◕人＼: [i:lit]I don't think that we need to do that. She could help us.[/i:lit]
[b:lit]Weird Eyes[/b:lit]: [i:lit]...What do you mean?[/i:lit]
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