Mamaki Stone
Step by step Mamaki took in small paces as she walked the streets of japan in her yukata, she hadn't the chance to wear one in nearly a century, she thought now that she was in Japan she should indulge and wear one of her many belongings. The street she walked on was busy with school children making their way to class the late ones sprinting past her incredibly fast compared to her strolling.
Eventually Mamaki reached the gate of what would seem to be a school, she looked at it cocking her head to the side, "Of all places for my charge to be it would be a school, that means they are young, dear sasha" she moved her hand to pet the small white mouse that sat comfortable on her shoulder. At the gate a female student saw Sasha and screamed clutching their bag as they ran away inside the school. Mamaki only watched her run away curiously "A girl who is scared of mice? I have had many of those" she said thoughtfully thinking of the past victims to her power.
"I wonder how it is I shall find my charge? Do you have any ideas dear Sasha" she rubbed the mouses head with her fingers, the mouse simply sniffled its nose in a twitchy mannor her whiskers brushing against Mamaki's cheek making her smile "That tickles dear Sasha" she allowed the mouse to walk onto the back of her hand as she bought the mouse infront of her vision. "I suppose you are right, I can only hope to feel their presence" her eyes were lacking in emotion as her soul valued little where as her mouth brimmed into a decieving grin of her reality.
Step by step Mamaki took in small paces as she walked the streets of japan in her yukata, she hadn't the chance to wear one in nearly a century, she thought now that she was in Japan she should indulge and wear one of her many belongings. The street she walked on was busy with school children making their way to class the late ones sprinting past her incredibly fast compared to her strolling.
Eventually Mamaki reached the gate of what would seem to be a school, she looked at it cocking her head to the side, "Of all places for my charge to be it would be a school, that means they are young, dear sasha" she moved her hand to pet the small white mouse that sat comfortable on her shoulder. At the gate a female student saw Sasha and screamed clutching their bag as they ran away inside the school. Mamaki only watched her run away curiously "A girl who is scared of mice? I have had many of those" she said thoughtfully thinking of the past victims to her power.
"I wonder how it is I shall find my charge? Do you have any ideas dear Sasha" she rubbed the mouses head with her fingers, the mouse simply sniffled its nose in a twitchy mannor her whiskers brushing against Mamaki's cheek making her smile "That tickles dear Sasha" she allowed the mouse to walk onto the back of her hand as she bought the mouse infront of her vision. "I suppose you are right, I can only hope to feel their presence" her eyes were lacking in emotion as her soul valued little where as her mouth brimmed into a decieving grin of her reality.