[ Wake up in a hospital, gather her bearings, be discharged-- it's a familiar routine she's repeated many times previous and has gotten used to.
Of course, she was never supposed to have repeated it again at all, not after the last cycle. Not in the same way.
Not that there aren't differences. The lack of ring on her finger, for one. The fact that she still needs her corrective lenses, for another. Glasses that... she does not possess anymore.
This may be a problem. ]
Excuse me. I am sorry to bother you, but could you direct me toward the nearest drugstore? ...Anywhere where I could obtain a pair of glasses would also be fine.
SCENARIO TWO
[ we're going to pretend she's found a bow somewhere and that her vision is slightly marginally more functional by now so
It's hard not to be reminded of a Witch's barrier, save for the fact that they weren't supposed to exist anymore (and if they still did, then what had all that been for?--), or the fact that they weren't even in the same world, apparently. But neither of those change the fact that Homura'd been wandering the woods for hours now, without once coming across an exit despite traveling in a straight path. The incessant giggling is somewhat distracting, but easily disregarded.
--Though her state of mind speaks for itself when a branch snaps behind her and she whirls, nocking an arrow and pinpointing the direction the sound had come from in the same instant. ]
Homura Akemi | Puella Magi Madoka Magica | OTA
[ Wake up in a hospital, gather her bearings, be discharged-- it's a familiar routine she's repeated many times previous and has gotten used to.
Of course, she was never supposed to have repeated it again at all, not after the last cycle. Not in the same way.
Not that there aren't differences. The lack of ring on her finger, for one. The fact that she still needs her corrective lenses, for another. Glasses that... she does not possess anymore.
This may be a problem. ]
Excuse me. I am sorry to bother you, but could you direct me toward the nearest drugstore? ...Anywhere where I could obtain a pair of glasses would also be fine.
SCENARIO TWO
[ we're going to pretend she's found a bow somewhere and that her vision is slightly marginally more functional by now so
It's hard not to be reminded of a Witch's barrier, save for the fact that they weren't supposed to exist anymore (and if they still did, then what had all that been for?--), or the fact that they weren't even in the same world, apparently. But neither of those change the fact that Homura'd been wandering the woods for hours now, without once coming across an exit despite traveling in a straight path. The incessant giggling is somewhat distracting, but easily disregarded.
--Though her state of mind speaks for itself when a branch snaps behind her and she whirls, nocking an arrow and pinpointing the direction the sound had come from in the same instant. ]
State your intention.