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[mikangirl]

[The advent of spring is beautiful in a mikan orchard.  Small white blossoms are everywhere between the leaves, and while there's little to no fruit on offer, it's more than enough of a sight for a mother and daughter to make the trip up here; ostensibly to survey the grove for any damage done in the last of winter, but it's just an excuse. 

It's the first time Nami gets to share this sight with Bellemere in nearly twelve years.

Maybe she can be thankful that you stayed long enough for this, mama.

She doesn't come home that day.  It's only towards afternoon that she reaches for her journal, writing in impersonal black strokes.  It's okay.  It's really okay.  It's really...

This is Luceti.  It was never going to last.]



Bellemere's gone.

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[mikangirl]

[Nami's hands still, mindful of Miyabi's touch, and she closes her eyes. It's...okay if she just sort of leans here for a bit, isn't it?]




I appreciate that.

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[inkdrops]

[Nodding slightly, and moving closer, the little poncle presses herself flush against Nami's hand as a form of a tight and loving hug. It's not much, considering her size right now, but it's what she can give. The only thing she can give right now - support and presence.

She wants to say something else - like Nami was lucky to get to see her mama again, but that seems cheap and petty. It's not as lucky as some would think. Miyabi doesn't want her mama or papa to come here, she doesn't want to have to met them here. She doesn't want to begin to hope for that. It's hard, and painful. And when you've accepted things the way they are...having a gift like that taken from you is torture.

But she'll stay. For as long as she can, and for as long as Nami needs it, Miyabi will do her best to stay by her friend's side.]