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Re: Chronicle Zero | Equipment - Chapter One: L.A.S.T. (Open)
Fri Jan 01, 2016 3:39 am
Artist: Detektivbyrån - Song: Nattoppet - Word Count: 411
Tomoyo? That sounds like a nice name, one that a nice person would have. Well, at least to the shinigami it did. The forced smile that was seen upon her lips began to slowly morph into a more genuine one. The sight of a gift, more so chocolate, was certainly something that could distract her from the news she was just told recently. Delicate fingers reached outwards to gently grasp the bar and pull it closer to her. "Thank you Miss Tomoyo! I really like chocolate." The draconic girl seemed to be cheering up rather quickly with some company, and soon enough, this 'Tomoyo' was sitting besides her with a comforting smile.
Soon enough, the inevitable question was asked, one regarding the stolen wristband. The shinigami's eyes slowly widened as she glanced from the band back to Tomoyo, fin-like ears stretching outwards just a bit as a shrug was given as the initial response. "I'unno. I just sorta found it and put it on! It looks really cool and it's got a fancy screen on it... But I can't really get past the password on it, so I'm gonna wait till I get home and maybe ask Hayden if he can open it up and stuff so I can use it! I think it might be one of those cool mini-computers that people sometimes have on them that lets them do a whole bunch of stuff at their fingertips! It's super duper cool!" Already, it seemed as if Selia was never sad before, filled with joy once more as her smile remained upon her lips.
It was a bit odd how quickly she changed emotions, but perhaps it had something to do with the reason as to why she was a shinigami. The thick tail covered in scales that once wrapped around her stretched outwards towards the side, gently shifting along the ground left and right to show the interest presiding within Selia. Perhaps a new friend would be made today, or maybe not. Selia was entirely oblivious to the true reason this clone was here, only knowing that this was a kind soul. This being might not even intend to ever speak to her again in her life time, perhaps only intending to take the wristband at the first chance available and leave. No matter the case, Selia was happy for the time being with someone to give her a bit of attention, something that was always welcomed by the young mind.