IF IT EVER STARTS TO POUR DOWN LITTLE FANG
the melody sings what the words can't say
These things were so restrictive.
With a final pull of her dress over her head Momo tugged the clothing off completely, leaving the Raijuu completely in the nude as she knelt upon the floor of her small hotel room. A triumphant smile curved onto her lips, having finally managed to get the tight and itchy pieces of clothing off of her body after battling with it for almost an hour.
She didn’t understand why people kept trying to put these strange things on her. Most of them were really uncomfortable to wear and irritated her skin. It felt like she was being squeezed and weighed down by them. How these people could voluntarily put such things around their body and why they wanted her to use them too was beyond her. They could do what they wanted. She however, felt better without them.
Half-closed blue oculars slowly scanned the purple dress that laid flat atop of her bare knees, running a hand over to feel the smooth fabric against her skin. It was a strange feeling, nothing she had ever felt before. It was a rather soothing sensation that tingled the tops of her finger tips.
The child sat there for a few minutes, playing with the ends of the dress, twirling it between her fingers. Even if it did feel weird against her body, the outside of the dress wasn’t too bad.
Her fingers pausing above the dress for a moment the mage took ahold of it once more and threw it behind her roughly, making it flop down across the bed in a jumbled mess.
Outside.
Her gaze traveled towards the window beside her, blinking against the glowing artificial lights of the city that reflected off of her pale skin. She gained the sudden urge to go outside. There was no reason as to why other than she just wanted to go. And like a child, she would follow that whim without question. Raising slowly from her knelt position Momo stood to her feet, though a bit wobbly, seeing as she was still learning to walk correctly. She leaned against the wooden counter beside her for support, making herself feel comfortable and aware of where her feet were to the carpet.
A single hand holding onto the counter she let go of it as she neared her door, turning the doorknob weakly and stepping into the empty hallway. The cold breeze fit her skin, causing small goose bumps to pluck at her body. She clenched her teeth and closed her eyes, not liking the sudden tingling sensation, her arms wraps around her body instinctively to protect herself from the cold.
After a moment the goose bumps faded away and the sensation slowly turned to a slight tingle before disappearing too. She reopened her eyes, blinking against the floor as long, blond hair fell to the front of her chest. That was strange. Another weird sensation. Being in this build made her feel a lot of things she had never felt before… Maybe there were more sensations she had yet to feel… She didn’t want the one that just happened again though. That one made her feel the bad kind of weird.
Not knowing to close her door behind her the little Raijuu turned and began to walk down the hallway, her movements a bit slow and unstable as she rubbed her hand across the wall for support as she moved.
TAG: Itazura
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WORDS: 572
NOTES: HERE
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