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[i]I'm too lazy to make an untransformed banner so you're going to deal with this message instead.[/i]
[color=f6989d]"I'll show you the beauty that your hatred has blinded you to."[/color][/center]

Honura almost wept for the poor soul trapped within it's glass cage. She imagined how lonely it felt, separated from the outside world where all it can do is helplessly watch with cold, dead eyes. She'd almost felt the same way when she moved all the way to Hibusa, it was a difficult time for the girl but she grew to love the town and all she wanted to do was offer the same ending to the bear. She rose to her feet as shew as about to try again, but-

She twisted on her feet as a voice startled her. What if it was another dark girl? What if someone had chased her down and stalked her until she was at her weakest?

Nope, it wasn't something that'd send Homura into a swirling mass of despair. In-fact, it was just an ordinary looking girl. She quickly adjusted herself and bowed towards the girl in apology, perhaps in greeting too. [color=f6989d]"Ah! Sorry, it's been a weird day."[/color] She states. As she rises, she noticed something familiar about the girl. Her memory took a moment to keep up with her thoughts as she realised that this was none other than one of the girls that fought back against the 'mean' ones.

[color=f6989d]"Uhmm..."[/color] She turns back around for a moment and gingerly places her finger upon the glass, a stark contrast to the fist so comfortably planted against it. Her gaze and finger point straight at that bear still holding that heart tight. She seemed a little embarrassed to point it out, a hint of red creeping upon her face. [color=f6989d]"That one, it looked lonely."[/color]

As it turns out, they still weren't quite alone as another girl made her appearance. Another familiar one that seemed to really like their frogs. She offered a bow and a wave in greeting as she approached and apologised for their separation, though Homura was mostly to blame for that.

[color=f6989d]"I- Just ran away. You shouldn't say sorry, I left you to fight them."[/color] Her eyes trail downwards as the sounds of arcade machines, ticket machines, falling coins and distant voices grew louder in her shame. Alas, everyone seemed to be fine and all conflict had ended for the night but Homura couldn't help but feel slightly guilty for the conflict in the first place, if she just hadn't investigated that vortex of negativity then it could've just been a normal night.