Scene #847:

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Kyouko Sakura	It would be dramatic and thematic for Kyouko to merely appear in the window that she sat in, and lept from, not all that long ago, when everything got so much more interesting. And it would be a lie to say she hadn't considered it. Hard. But at the end of the day, she decided against the spider-man act and instead just 'casually' loitered in the hallways until Lulu didn't have any other visitors. And then a little while after that too, walking past the doorway to Lulu's room a couple of times, without going in. On the third pass, she abruptly turns and just steps inside, lingering near the door to ensure that Lulu is awake and there's no projectiles, or .. who knows why she's lingering by the door really, with her backpack loosely slung over one shoulder.
Lulu Adelstein	Lulu is where she seems to always be. She's just waiting for the all clear for her discharge, but she still spends her time by the window looking out over the parking lot and the city beyond. She keeps playing with the ring on her finger, turning it left, and right, over and over, until the skin wears away. She heals quickly enough, but she can't seem to stop messing with that ring. What she finds so fascinating out the window is unclear. It's a parking lot. Maybe she's thinking about getting out of here and going back home. Maybe she's thinking about jumping. She doesn't appear to have noticed her visitor yet.
Kyouko Sakura	"Um." Kyouko watches Lulu over by the window, and there's a moment when she's grateful she didn't just jump up there. Talk about jump scare! "Hi?" She's not really certain of her welcome and she takes a step further into the room. "I.. uh.." She has clearly forgotten how to social and digs into her backpack. "I brought you some pocky."
Lulu Adelstein	Lulu has to drag her attention (and gaze) away from the window she's been leaning against the frame of, and towards the doorway. It takes a moment to recognize Kyouko. Then she very slightly smiles. It looks pretty sickly. "Hey." Red eyes focus on the Pocky (or is it Rocky?). "Really? Nice." It takes another few seconds to remember she should actually probably... Walk... Over there to accept the gift. Eventually she does. The broken glass in her feet has been removed, and she is basically fully healed now. There's still some bruises from where she will bump into things or hit her head on stuff because her reflexive reactions to avoid pain or injury have just stopped working apparently, but nothing that won't heal over night. Or in a matter of minutes. She reaches out for the chocolate-coated biscuit sticks, and then stops. Her smile fadees from the small, sickly thing it was to just nothing. Her hand lowers. "I appreciate it. But you might want to give it to someone who needs it. I don't think I strictly need to eat any more, do I? It seems... Selfish to eat when others are starving."
Kyouko Sakura	Kyouko takes a few steps closer to offer the package. "Uhh." She considers that a few moments. "Yeah, I dont think anyone /needs/ pocky." Kyouko points out pragmatically. "Like.. it's not exactly part of this complete breakfast." She tosses it lazily onto the little rolly tray that makes hanging out in bed at least have a table. And digs out her own package of pocky, to be able to shake out a stick. At least it doesnt come with second hand sugar or anything. "Whatdaya mean don't need to eat, anyhow?" Kyouko asks as she crunches on a stick.
Lulu Adelstein	"Eh? Well, I mean... Our bodies... We can just take care of nutrition with, like, magic, right? As long as our Soul Gem is okay, we could bleed out all of our blood and still be totally fine. A little magic and bim-bam-boom, we're good as new." She shrugs. "I like Pocky. But would eating it benefit me at all? Would me enjoying the taste of sweets be worth denying the calories to, like, a homeless person or someone who could use that extra energy to deal with the cold of Winter? Or whatever?" She scratches her head. "Look, I'm not the smart one of our little group. Maybe I'm totally wrong. But... I just... Feel like I should save the joys of life for those who are actually going to die someday. You and me? We're going to be around for a long time, as long as we protect our Soul Gems. We have time to spare. Normal people? They... Don't have that. They're just trying to live their lives, while Witches hunt them from the shadows." Shrug. "They deserve happiness more than me."
Kyouko Sakura	"I'm not wasting magic on /that/" Kyouko pffts softly as she pads over to flop herself into the visitor's chair that is comfortable enough to encourage short visits. "Okay.. like damn. Usually I'm the downer." Kyouko mumbles around her chocolate coated biscuit as she considers how to reply. "We're only immortal til something kills us." She points out. "We absolutely can be killed. It's not easy, but it's totally a thing. So don't like.. jump in front of a train or something. There's a limit." Kyouko gestures vaguely. "Most homeless folks dont want pocky. I've asked. It doens't actually fill you up much."
Lulu Adelstein	Sigh. "Fair enough, I guess. I just think a drop of happiness in a shorter life is worth more than a drop of happiness in the life of someone who could technically live forever. But you're right, we probably won't last that long. Teresia-senpai is the oldest Puella I know of, and she's incredible. But why aren't there more like her? Maybe they just weren't special enough? Maybe they slipped up and got their Soul Gem destroyed? Maybe they couldn't find any Witches to kill, so ran out of magic and died? I don't know!" Plop down on hospital bed. Lulu reaches for the Pocky she was gifted after all, getting one of the sticks out and munching on it. "I don't really know where to go from here, or what to do. I'm more scared now that I know my Soul Gem breaking will kill me than I was when I assumed anything could kill me with the right amount of killing. Isn't that weird?" she asks with a half-chuckle in her voice at the end. Or maybe her voice is just shaking.
Kyouko Sakura	"For the most part.. even the homeless guys I hang with are happier than we are." Kyouko points out. "Like.. they don't stress about witches and stupid shit like that, or that their magic is going to run out, or that their soul is chilling outside their body. They're like.. not /happy/.. but less 'omg it all sucks' than we are." Kyouko chomps on her pocky stick, clearly including herself in the 'omg it all sucks' crew. "I mean.. brains are pretty dumb." Kyouko points out. "The stuff that makes you scared is usually the stupid shit, not actually what is about to bite you in the ass."
Lulu Adelstein	"I'm more scared of what might happen to my friends than myself. I'm scared thinking about how I could have lost them to a well-placed punch or something. Or I could just not be here anymore, and they'd have to deal with that. I knew I'd probably die fighting Witches, but..." She shakes her head, and goes quiet for a bit. After a while, she sighs. "So, how about you? How are you taking all this? I got empathy or something from my wish, so I can tell general emotional states, but I try not to pry into anyone else's feelings. I keep that sense off if I'm not fighting, because I get stronger when people are feeling good, but weaker when they're feeling like crap. When they're sad, or angry, or scared, or despairing... That eats away at my strength and my magic like crazy." Then she looks over at Kyouko and gives a lop-sided smile. "And this hasn't exactly been sunshine central lately, let me tell you."
Kyouko Sakura	"What? This isn't a bastion of sunshine and lollipops?" Kyouko snorts with laughter that isn't really. She considers how she is taking it, shaking out a fresh stick of pocky. "I feel like I should have been more surprised than I am." She decides after a moment, holding her pocky. Very much like a smoker holds onto an unlit cigarette, just for the comfort of having it there. "I mean.. it's called a soul gem, so when it is like.. actually a /soul/, I was 'oh.. well that makes sense.'." She shrugs a little. "I've never been a big /fan/ of the fuzzy little white bastard, so hearing that he's been a jerk to us all.. that tracks."
Lulu Adelstein	Lulu rolls her head around in a circle to stretch out her neck muscles. "I always thought of him as a friend, or at least a guide. Sure, he had his screwy way of reasoning through things, but he was cheerful, polite, and helpful. I'm still... Not sure how I feel about him now. I wish I'd been able to make an informed decision about all this. That my friends had been informed before agreeing. We all agreed to fight in exchange for a miracle, and that hasn't changed." She runs a hand through the hair she has down presently, and says, "Maybe I'm just not smart enough to fully process what this entails. But I don't see this body as valuable anymore. It's a tool I use to get around and protect people. But that's pretty much all there is now, right? It would be unfair to keep stringing people along, thinking I'm going to grow old like they do, and that I can live a normal life, when I'm fighting a secret war against the monsters that stalk them." "I'm never going to be normal again, and now I don't feel like I can even fake being normal, because... What's even the point?"
Kyouko Sakura	"If I did at first, that was long enough ago that it's long gone. I trust him about as far as I can throw him, and considering he won't let me touch him.. which is probably wise." Kyouko shrugs. "He's got his own agenda, and I'm pretty sure he's exploiting the snot out of us, but I don't know why. We agree to fight, when we're under duress, and stressed and desperate. Which is just not /cool/." Clearly, Kyouko's had time to think about this. Kyouko shrugs. "I mean.. I don't?" She offers on the topic of having a normal life. "I am a magical girl. I jump up to the top of windows and fight Witches and patrol the city and there's nothing about that which is normal. I don't even pretend."