ᅠᅠᅠᅠ ┈┈┈┈ᅟ 𝓥𝐄𝐈𝐋 . ꒷꒦
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Joined March 2019
⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ᴛʜᴇʏ'ʀᴇ ɪɴ ᴀ ʀᴀᴅɪᴀɴᴛ ᴍᴏᴏɴ ⠀ ⠀ʜᴀᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴀɪɴ ʙᴇᴇɴ ᴄʜᴀᴍᴘᴀɢɴᴇ ꜱʜᴏᴡᴇʀꜱ ⠀ ⠀ᴛʜɪɴɢꜱ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴄᴇʀᴛᴀɪɴʟʏ ʙᴇᴇɴ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ɪɴᴛᴇʀᴇꜱᴛɪɴɢ ⠀ ⠀
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C'mere, Smile* Smile* Symphony, together with me, that dream you saw someday in that place- we'll go chasing after it! WONDERFUL!!
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upon the bench's chilled expanse . breath lingers , an invitation woven in the hush . “ i would love to ~ ”
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hand extends forward , catching air at first till digits brush the wool , texture rich and inviting within her hand . then , does she wrap the scarf around her neck , body shifts aside simultaneously , carving space - »
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lips curve gently , a quiet bloom of warmth unfurling against the chill grasp as words thread forth “ oh , not at all —— your company would be a welcome respite from the solitude . ” »
⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀( * eyes of light amber scan over the other woman curiously. her presence must be strong enough for the other to pick up on her. a soft smile to features as she carefully stands close ; a thick wool scarf at hand. ) ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀why yes, indeed i am .. ⠀ + ⠀
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voice soft , inquiring . “ that scent ... paints , isn't it .ᐣ are you planning to capture something on canvas today .ᐣ ”
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yet , then , it drifts in — faint , acrid whisper of paints , oils mingling with the air's crisp edge , stirring curiosity like a hidden melody . nostrils flare gently , senses mapping the unseen , and lips part once more , - »
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passing breeze . “ i'm fine , truly — no harm done . just a misstep in this vast place . ” pause lingers , breath held in the hush between them , awaiting the echo of response , the subtle shift of presence . »
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relief blooms softly , a quiet unfurling in her chest at the stranger's voice — warm , laced with concern rather than ire . head tilts subtly , cane resting light against the path's edge , as words thread forth , gentle as a - »
such a calm, quiet day ... those enjoying the time to themselves via messing around or merely taking the time to get some extra training in yet, this uma could be found standing outwards with canvas set up ... easel holding things up right, as a variety of palette colors +
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honesty unfurls . “ i was heading to the turf , to ... listen the umamusumes train for their debut , but this place — so vast , so sprawling — i lost my way . ”
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a subtle nod follows , unseen but felt in the air . “ emilie . please to meet you , palmer . ” voice softens , a whisper carried on the breeze . pause lingers , ears attuned to the distant echoes of the academy , then , - »
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relief washes over , a gentle tide receding tension from shoulders , the stranger's voice — palmer's , now named — carries warmth , no edge of resentment , only kindness . breath steadies , cane resting lightly against the ground , - »
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shoulder , damp with exertion . “ ... you're not hurt , are you .ᐣ ” a thread of worry weaving tighter , cane forgotten at her side as knees bend , drawing closer to the grounded form as if gazing skyward at the other - »
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hums with shared space . breath lingers , suspended in the hush between them —— ears strain for a reply , the subtle shift of weight . fingers extend tentatively , brushing air at first , then finding warmth of the uma's - »
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words hang , unanswered echoes in the open air , prompting steps forward —— cane tapping a cautious path , navigating the edge's drop into the turf . dirt whispers underfoot , yielding to her approach , until proximity - »
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heart stutters , a quiet flutter of unease blooming inward as body leans forward , pressed firm against the cool bite of railing , fingers curling tight as voice threads out , laced with concern . “ are you alright .ᐣ ” »
as their run began, confidence filled the uma with every stride———— each time a foot hit the ground, springing them forward, erupting with immense amounts of speed, the sounds of turf being kicked up from
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faint distant noise amongst the turf . ‘ 𝘪 𝘸𝘰𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳 ... ’ 💭 *
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yet beneath the words , anxiety coils like shadows at dusk —— the thought of one approaching her , trusting her guidance , stirs a quiet storm within . and yet , a smile remains despite what brews inside , facing towards the - »
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lips part , a soft agreement threading through hesitation , voice gentle as a fleeting breeze . “ yes ... quite the perfect day for it , isn't it .ᐣ so many umas , each seeking their path forward . ” »
"Itta-" The feeling of a cane hitting her leg suddenly broke the focus Tsukasa had while she was watching the trainees run around. She turned to see the woman. "Ah, um, no worries!" She felt quite awkward. She didn't know what to do around someone like her, but she wanted to--
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