[ Mizuki doesn't really know what to expect when she pokes at her charm. She jumps, and if it hadn't been attached to her wrist, she would have dropped it entirely. The combination of the loud static and the familiar voice that's desperately trying to come through is enough, and as she struggles to read the words that are running concurrent to the recording, she feels frozen.
Fear? No, it couldn't be. Mizuki isn't scared of anything, least of all this idea of suddenly having to face the consequences of her actions. She answers, half expecting the static to swallow up her own voice too. ]
I always knew. I knew it couldn't be that easy.
[ Fucking cockroach. Her voice shakes like she's about to cry. She is loathe to admit she feels relief, because maybe that means she didn't kill him after all; but it is laced with that very same guilt and regret that has been nagging at her, because she knows that she did. ]
no subject
[ Mizuki doesn't really know what to expect when she pokes at her charm. She jumps, and if it hadn't been attached to her wrist, she would have dropped it entirely. The combination of the loud static and the familiar voice that's desperately trying to come through is enough, and as she struggles to read the words that are running concurrent to the recording, she feels frozen.
Fear? No, it couldn't be. Mizuki isn't scared of anything, least of all this idea of suddenly having to face the consequences of her actions. She answers, half expecting the static to swallow up her own voice too. ]
I always knew. I knew it couldn't be that easy.
[ Fucking cockroach. Her voice shakes like she's about to cry. She is loathe to admit she feels relief, because maybe that means she didn't kill him after all; but it is laced with that very same guilt and regret that has been nagging at her, because she knows that she did. ]
Where have you been hiding?