御冷 ミァハ | Mihie MIACH (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
imitationsoul) wrote2017-07-23 10:59 pm
imitationsoul) wrote2017-07-23 10:59 pm
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「Destroy」she said ; closed to massproduced
[ It's not unusual to be back here and Miach doesn't feel any particular discomfort at the sight of the rundown bunker now. It's smaller than it is in her memories, even in the world of her dreams. She's grown past being hurt by it, she thinks. For a moment she considers going inside, but then she thinks better of it and climbs to the roof. It's easy in a dream, though even then the hard facade of the building hurts her bare feet. Why are they bare...? Oh, Miach thinks and smiles. She's wearing rags, of course she is. It gives an experience of being alive that's lost in her waking world.
From the roof, she has a good view on the valley below, on an ending battle. The freedom fighters that had saved her in reality seem to be losing here. They're bleeding, there's blood and dirt, and dirt and blood and dirt again. Miach's own feet are bloody as well, she notices with a mixture of disgust and amusement, and kicks them in the air as she watches the carnage. ]
From the roof, she has a good view on the valley below, on an ending battle. The freedom fighters that had saved her in reality seem to be losing here. They're bleeding, there's blood and dirt, and dirt and blood and dirt again. Miach's own feet are bloody as well, she notices with a mixture of disgust and amusement, and kicks them in the air as she watches the carnage. ]
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[ She's entirely certain that's not the case, but she wonders how specific the requirements here can get. Angels... If that had been a codename for the various effects of nuclear destruction during the Maelstrom, she'd know about it. She'd know about giant robots as well.
No, this is different, it's not something books can simply decode for her as it seems. ]