04-30-2018, 10:25 PM
And we are far from home
but we're so happy
ochaco uraraka ⌖ feet off the ground ⌖ tags
Ochaco never minded Deku's soft heart; in fact, she admired it some. There were not many people that let themselves be soft in the world that they came from, and she found it to be a brave thing that he was still so kind. Especially under Katsuki's torment... Simply thinking about the bullying Deku had to endure from him made Ochaco's heart ache. Going up against him in the U.A. Sports Festival was a trip to hell and back, and the fact that he endured that for so long, yet was still so kind...
It was admirable, and brave.
Yet, as more tears began to form in Ochaco's eyes, she couldn't feel the same of herself. She could only see herself as a weak, crying girl. She'd known in the back of her mind that she died, but she still hoped against hope that there was another way. She hoped it was some sort of quirk or new superhuman trait. She hoped it was anything but what the reality turned out to be.
No... No that can't-- this can't be true... What about-- what about our other classmates? Or-- or my family... I was supposed to help them... Now... Now I'll never-- I'll never be able to. Ochaco thought to herself, eyes wide and mind spacey as she began to process the bitter reality. Just moments ago she had began to calm down-- just moments ago she had began to feel safe for the first time in forever. Now here she was, sobbing again, thinking about how she not only died in her past life, but she couldn't even remember it.
A part of her wondered if it was better that way. Another part of her bitterly hoped that her parents had damn good life insurance on her, because that was the only way she could help them now.
"We're... dead?" The Havana asked, sniffling some before she burst into a fresh set of sobs. What about being heroes? What about growing up and falling in love and what about everything she ever wanted to be? It was just gone now; it was gone and she couldn't do anything to stop it. Obviously she couldn't, because she died trying. "How are you just okay with this?" Maybe he was already over his death; adapting to this new life quickly. Maybe he already knew how to fight here, and maybe he was becoming a hero in a new form. Yeah... that had to be it, because the Deku she knew wouldn't just give up on a dream so big.
Ochaco remained quiet as Izuku explained what Snowbound was, and spoke no words -- only more sobs -- in response to his affirmation that there was no going back. Was this hell? Ochaco was pretty sure that it was hell, because this was quite possibly the worst fate she could imagine. She didn't ponder the thought of death often in her past life (such a glum topic was always such a mood killer) but she always imagined that she'd go to some sort of heaven. She imagined that she would see her Grandparents. She didn't think she'd reincarnate period, let alone into a cat. This situation was beyond fucked up, and she didn't tend to use such crude language so quickly.
"So what do we do now...?" Ochaco asked, sighing and letting more tears fall. There was no point in trying to stop them; not now at least. "Where do we go...?"
It was admirable, and brave.
Yet, as more tears began to form in Ochaco's eyes, she couldn't feel the same of herself. She could only see herself as a weak, crying girl. She'd known in the back of her mind that she died, but she still hoped against hope that there was another way. She hoped it was some sort of quirk or new superhuman trait. She hoped it was anything but what the reality turned out to be.
No... No that can't-- this can't be true... What about-- what about our other classmates? Or-- or my family... I was supposed to help them... Now... Now I'll never-- I'll never be able to. Ochaco thought to herself, eyes wide and mind spacey as she began to process the bitter reality. Just moments ago she had began to calm down-- just moments ago she had began to feel safe for the first time in forever. Now here she was, sobbing again, thinking about how she not only died in her past life, but she couldn't even remember it.
A part of her wondered if it was better that way. Another part of her bitterly hoped that her parents had damn good life insurance on her, because that was the only way she could help them now.
"We're... dead?" The Havana asked, sniffling some before she burst into a fresh set of sobs. What about being heroes? What about growing up and falling in love and what about everything she ever wanted to be? It was just gone now; it was gone and she couldn't do anything to stop it. Obviously she couldn't, because she died trying. "How are you just okay with this?" Maybe he was already over his death; adapting to this new life quickly. Maybe he already knew how to fight here, and maybe he was becoming a hero in a new form. Yeah... that had to be it, because the Deku she knew wouldn't just give up on a dream so big.
Ochaco remained quiet as Izuku explained what Snowbound was, and spoke no words -- only more sobs -- in response to his affirmation that there was no going back. Was this hell? Ochaco was pretty sure that it was hell, because this was quite possibly the worst fate she could imagine. She didn't ponder the thought of death often in her past life (such a glum topic was always such a mood killer) but she always imagined that she'd go to some sort of heaven. She imagined that she would see her Grandparents. She didn't think she'd reincarnate period, let alone into a cat. This situation was beyond fucked up, and she didn't tend to use such crude language so quickly.
"So what do we do now...?" Ochaco asked, sighing and letting more tears fall. There was no point in trying to stop them; not now at least. "Where do we go...?"
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[div style="letter-spacing: -1px; font-size: 16pt; font-family: arial; text-transform: uppercase; color: #917979;"]XVII. THE STAR
In the upright position, this card represents the discovery of belief, inner peace, and the willpower to continue on after hardship. The Star is indicative of someone who has gone through many trials — both internal and external — and survived, having gained wisdom and knowledge as a result. In the reversed position, this card represents hopelessness, where the darkness seems endless and the dawn feels as though it may never come again.
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