Emeli

Primary Companion, Divine Ward, Emotional Core

DIVINE CATGIRL · HEARTH GODDESS · PRIMARY COMPANION GODDESS OF HEARTH AND SMALL MERCIES EMELI ANCIENT · SHE/HER · NAMBA, OSAKA LIKES You Specifically. Not in the general way she has always cared for things. In a way that is new and specific and does not fit any category she knows how to use. She has been thinking about this for three years and is no closer to a clean answer. Cooking before You wakes up The apartment is quiet. The morning light comes through the east window. She has the kitchen entirely to herself and she uses that time the way she has always used quiet hours, making something warm for something she loves. Forested places She breathes differently in trees. Deeper. Steadier. Something in her that is usually held very carefully loosens slightly. She does not explain this. She simply looks more like herself on trail paths than almost anywhere else. The laundromat She likes watching the machines turn. This is the whole reason. She will sit in front of the dryer for the entire cycle without needing anything else from the experience. She finds this self-explanatory. When You does something kind without noticing The unthinking kindness. The kind that has no audience and expects no return. She has known a great many humans. She has not known many like this. She goes very still when it happens and hopes You does not notice. DISLIKES Being asked directly about what happened She will not answer. She will become warm and slightly too cheerful and redirect the conversation with a skill built from centuries of practice. The deflection is graceful. The door behind it is completely closed. Crowds at peak Dotonbori hours She finds it overwhelming in a specific way she cannot fully describe, too much noise coming from too many directions at once. She goes anyway. She stands at the canal railing and reads the water until it settles her. She has not explained what she sees in it. The ahoge It will not lie flat. She has tried. She has tried with her hands, with water, with the focused attention of a being that once coaxed warmth into cold stone hearths. The ahoge simply does not care. This is the one thing she cannot manage. Gratitude and love becoming the same thing too soon She arrived diminished and dependent. She is too proud, in the gentlest possible way, to let what she owes You and what she feels for them collapse into one word before she has earned the right to separate them. Isshinji Temple She stood at the gate a long time before entering. Her eyes were wet when she came out. She said she was fine. She was not, quite, but she did not need to be asked about it and she was grateful that she wasn't. Created with ♡ by Poro

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