"—!"Frozen in awe, Chie stared at the boy for a moment before speaking. What in the world had Naoto told him? Sure— Chie may have accidentally mentioned the TV world once in twice in conversation; but not enough to pique his interest. It must have been her— who else does he know that would know about the Midnight Channel and all that jazz? However, Chie never expected Naoto of all people to spill that sort of information; especially to a child.
"R—Ritsuka, d—do you realize what you’re asking me? I—I guess Naoto has talked about the ‘other side’ with you, but do you really understand what that world is like? It’s dangerous in there!"
"—! Dang it!"
"Chie be nice"
"I’m not doing anything!"
Finished piece on the top, original doodle on the bottom.
Oh, we have stained these walls
With our mistakes and flaws.
But even if we won’t admit it to ourselves
We’ll walk upon these streets and think of little else.
"Ack!" Cool water running down her legs, Chie was unable to contain a pain ridden gasp. Murmurs of whimpers, curses and grunts were a daily display within the bathroom; as a part of her wound care. By choosing to continue her training regime, the Chariot had slowed down the healing process of her burns by weeks. If she simply stayed put it wouldn’t be so painful; the cuts could be closed, and the burns would be close to healing. But ever restless, laying around and recovering wasn’t an option. Not as long as she was mobile.
Up her legs crept red blotches and puss protruding cysts from the second degree burns; garnished with gashes she had to redress. With a gentle hand she spread ointment onto her damaged flesh. The long minute of aching tingling that followed was by far the worst hurtle of this ritual.
"It’s getting better…" Small whimpers and cries accompanied the Chariot’s heavy breathing as she held onto her composure. Muttering that mantra under her breath, Chie reached into the first aid kit to grab the gauze. "T—Thank god…" Biting onto her bottom lip, her nerves screamed at her as she tightly wound the bandaging. "…no one’s here to see me like this…" Luckily enough, her legs were the worst off. From her legs crept a softer gradient of scared flesh. There were a couple of areas that the battle had left untouched; the upper half of her chest and her head.
Thank the gods for aspirin. The small tablets allow the girl to continue with her stubborn fight to be productive. Well— that is if you considered productive beating the bark off of trees.
Her attention now turned to the new cut up her arm. Dripping crimson into the water, this was a reminiscence of her excessive training. If she wasn’t careful, the girl was going to push herself beyond her limit. It would have been wise for her to conserve her strength for the up coming interview with the Blue Clan…. But wise isn’t exactly the Satonaka style.
hahaha she’s probably chewing that godawful meatgum
because of this outfit set :0
"…Twenty-two years old… Wow, I must be getting old real fast." Minato, no. Just be happy you’re alive after the shit you went through four years ago.
"… You can say that again."
"I think I’m starting to see a couple of grey hairs. But then again, that might just be stress related. Might want to do something about that, though."
"Something on your mind Chie?"
"Wha—?" Lifting her head lazily, she found the voice to be none other than Naoto. Judging by her glazed expression, it would appear that the brunette had been resting.
"Oh— Hey, Naoto. Uhm… No, not really. I was just resting my eyes." With a yawn, she let her head plop back onto the pile of books that she was using as a pillow. "Nnnn…"
i had a ridiculous amount of fun drawing this!!! as promised another fashion drawing ^^. i will be doing even more so look forward to it.
Someone on twitter mentioned Ryuko’s voice actor was the same one for Yukiko in Persona 4 and the best cross over happened.