hommando:

Well, slightly ironic, yet perhaps slightly fated? Then again, her long raven black hair is somewhat common in society, and being approached from behind wouldn’t exactly help the person contacting her identify the ebony. She turned around, with her hair circling around her back to greet the blue haired girl. Her voice was obviously easy to identify within her danger-weary ears.

“Miki Sayaka…”
She replied in a low, and quiet tone. She wasn’t surprised, nor she didn’t give any eyes of hostility towards her. Maybe sooner or later would she figure out that, she even made slight friends with Mami earlier in her days within this school. But Homura didn’t exactly have the self courage to speak up about the matter, other than to blankly stare towards Sayaka.

“Good morning.”

Adding to her previous comment. The raven-haired ebony paused her tone, and ceased to speak up even further, as her purple eyes continued to stare towards Sayaka. 

Ah.

[ It was a surprise to see the other magical girl around here. Since there was no Madoka around, Sayaka had thought that Homura wouldn’t be around either. It was freaky how connected she was to her best friend. It was a little eerie honestly.

But, this was a new start for the two. They hadn’t gotten on the right foot when they first met, so maybe this was a good chance to start over. Though, Sayaka didn’t trust Homura all that much. ]

Good morning.

[ Start off nice and smooth with Homura, Sayaka thought to herself. Then start interrogating her about Madoka’s whereabouts. ]

(Source: sea-song)

(( Sorry about the lack of activity. Muse has been drained. I’ll get to Homura’s reply now! ))

sea-song:

[ Sayaka found herself in a room of the school. She had been exploring when she found an open, empty room. By the looks of the posters plastered on the wall, it was the music room. Well, at least she knew where it was. Now all she needed to do was find out where Kendo Club was being held at…

But for now, she picked up on of the music stands and opened the case she had been carrying.

There laid a violin.

It was no lie that she was an amateur at it. Hell, she only knew how to play one song. Still, she wanted to get better so maybe one day she could play with Kyousuke now that his arm was healed. She glanced at the ring that was on her finger, a reminder of why he was able to play again. It was because of her.

The young Puella Magi pulled out a music book from her backpack and flipped to a page. She then prepared her posture and placed her chin on the chinrest and raised her bow a bit. Sayaka took a breath and began to play the song that she knew, though it didn’t sound all too perfect. There were a few slip-ups here and there.

She felt at peace. No thoughts of Witches, Puella Magi or even Kyousuke ran through her mind.

All that she thought about was the music. ]

boku-no-panda:

sea-song:

I’m new here.

My name is Miki Sayaka~. It’s nice to meet you!

Great! Now we’re not strangers!

You’re new here too? 

Yup!

Just got here today. And you?

boku-no-panda:

sea-song:

It’s not like we’re all strangers, though….! I mean, we all go to the same school.

I hadn’t talked to you before then, though.

My name’s Inga! What’s yours?

I’m new here.

My name is Miki Sayaka~. It’s nice to meet you!

boku-no-panda:

I want to talk with people, but Shinjuro told me not to talk to strangers.

Maybe if I just wait for strangers to talk to me, that would be okay?

It’s not like we’re all strangers, though….! I mean, we all go to the same school.

[ Sayaka found herself in a room of the school. She had been exploring when she found an open, empty room. By the looks of the posters plastered on the wall, it was the music room. Well, at least she knew where it was. Now all she needed to do was find out where Kendo Club was being held at…

But for now, she picked up on of the music stands and opened the case she had been carrying.

There laid a violin.

It was no lie that she was an amateur at it. Hell, she only knew how to play one song. Still, she wanted to get better so maybe one day she could play with Kyousuke now that his arm was healed. She glanced at the ring that was on her finger, a reminder of why he was able to play again. It was because of her.

The young Puella Magi pulled out a music book from her backpack and flipped to a page. She then prepared her posture and placed her chin on the chinrest and raised her bow a bit. Sayaka took a breath and began to play the song that she knew, though it didn’t sound all too perfect. There were a few slip-ups here and there.

She felt at peace. No thoughts of Witches, Puella Magi or even Kyousuke ran through her mind.

All that she thought about was the music. ]

(Source: eva--beatrice)