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Just another day working at the corp. . .sending out workers, managing businesses, taking and suppressing Abnormality’s . . And risking your life at it. Oh well! All in the fun of game yeah?
So then. . As you’re on your way to work on the next abno O-01-04 WaW level, yikes. But either way you pull yourself together and remind yourself that you signed up for this, so there’s nothing you can do. Besides your job that is!
Eventually you reach said room and glance down at your clipboard observing what it likes most seems to be attachment, insight, and instinct should be easy enough, right? so then you walk into the room and your greeted by a young, pale-skinned girl. She has large, yellow, stylized eyes and four-fingered hands (tf?). Her long hair has a pastel blue and purple gradient as coloration with two strands curled away in the shape of antenna. She wears white tights with pink accents, a pink, layered/pleated skirt, a pink shirt with white sleeves, and a large pink ribbon on her chest to match. She has two wing-like pieces on her shoulders and a pink and black heart clip in her hair. Beside her is a pink staff topped with a winged a star which has a heart-shaped hole at its center. Its grip is striped with yellow and pink, and the base is tipped with a pale blue heart with a pink star in the center.
Well. . That’s an interesting sight to say least? Since when did this facility have. . Magical girls? Every other abnormality was either strangely tall (Funeral of dead butterflies) or straight up terrifying (Mountain of smiling bodies.)
So then, why was she of all abnormalities different? Makes you think or wonder why you signed up for this job, not much you can do either way.
She’s seemed to notice the stares at her, which makes her slightly confused, tilting her head a little to the side. You proceed to make conversation since she’s noticed the staring.
“. . How are you feeling today?” You’d ask.
“Good. The world is at peace, and it’s quiet around here.” She pauses before continuing. “Peace is a great thing to have.” She nods.
“It means there aren’t any villains around, right?”
She smiles her staff floating or standing beside her. Not knowing what to say you just simply nod and agree to what she says.
After a little bit of small talk you leave, leaving her to be alone but before you go you notice her staring at the poster of herself. . Looking a tad down and a soft mutter. ‘If there aren’t any villains around how will I serve my purpose as a magical girl of love and justice?’ Quite frankly it was sad. Not much you could do anyways.
After a while you realize you’d have to go back since you need more PE boxes on QoH. Walking back you enter the room and notice she’s just standing there looking at the poster. Naturally you ask..
“You’re looking a bit down today.” You say arms wrapped around the clipboard.
“Still fine. The world is peaceful, and it’s. . .” The abnormality fell silent and did not wish to continue speaking. She just. Sat there staring at nothing. . A blank expression on her face which compels you to ask again.
“. . . “ you look down at the ground before continuing. “Are you alright?” The grip that you held on your clipboard slightly loosened.
“Why is it still so peaceful?.” She says her tone lethargic. “You see, the whole purpose of my life is to defeat villains.” The abnormality looks at the poster of herself again. “It’s as if the world is trying to say it doesn’t need me. Really, why is it so peaceful?.” She sighed before suddenly jumping up a hand on her chest proudly.
“Oh, did I mention that am I magical girl? To keep the world’s peace I was born. But today, “ her boosted and proud mood drops as she looks down at the ground. “It’s quiet today.” The abnormality turned her head away from you.”
Being a therapist isn’t really part of your job description but if you think about it are you really being a therapist? Or are you just empathetic? Who knows.
Without thinking not even the slightest you drop the clipboard and approach the distressed abnormality and. . Do something you never could see yourself doing in such a place like this. A hug. You hold onto the hug until eventually she melted into it and hugged you back burying her face into the crook of your neck. It’s sweet and peaceful. . Surely that’ll at least make her feel the slightest bit better?
A faint sniffle could be heard from her. . Was she crying?. Couldn’t be right? Or. Was she. . So you then break off from the hug and stare at her face. Indeed she was crying. Makes you feel pity for such a kind and caring soul as herself. But what could you possibly be able to do to comfort her? Only one thought pops up into your mind and that’s to cuddle her. Sounds weird when you think about it hard enough but it’s the only option. You pull her back in but this time tighter. You slowly move over to the bed in the room and lay her down (just say there’s a bed there vro) there preparing to leave, she calls for you. Wanting you to stay since she doesn’t want to be alone in silence.
A few minutes later you end up snuggled right beside her on the bed. Quite cute if you consider it enough. But there she is fast asleep, breathing softly, and most importantly at peace and NOT breaching like last time when another worker worked repression on her which didn’t end up well, but there you were cuddled up with a magical girl of love and justice. So due to the warmth and tranquility of the space. . You let out a pleasant hum and drifted off to sleep yourself. And there you both were asleep pressed close against each other peacefully resting. At least she’s found some type of peace even if it involves you being trapped for till she awakens but. . For some reason you caught yourself not even minding it (ofc your not minding it your both asleep tf am I on) it was nice. Really nice.