Chapter 55: Arc 2, - 33: Dust and Memories
The air was stale, the windows shut. However, "At least your room is clean," Jotou entered. She scraped her sparking finger across dust on the shelf right beside her, "Or rather, arranged," the dust fizzled off.
The room was pink and white all over—from the bed in the corner till the vanity that sat to the side. Her nose twitched as she stepped in, kicking up the dust.
"Maybe you'd have a photo of your mom; it'd be black and white, but it'd be something."
To search here would be to unravel closed drawers and closets. Only some things laid out in the open; clothes and some stuffed animals that needed a wash.
Something caught the corner of her eye in the small room, reflecting her spark. She leaned over to the glass container on the desk—a knob to turn.
"If this blows up... I swear..." Jotou was overtaken by curiosity. She turned the knob and a pink light fizzled within the middle of the container before it alit.
"A lamp?" Jotou looked around the room, now brighter to view, "You really loved pink huh? Or you just grew up and never moved out..." She picked up the magical lantern to aid her search.
The drawers slid open; clothes laid within from undergarments to Ordinate uniforms. The bed was soft to the touch, the blanket pulled aside still.
Next to her pillow was a plush blonde puppy that had an eye torn out. She picked it up, keeping it away from her face as she dusted it off.
'Just one eye... I used to have a teddy bear with a missing eye...' Jotou held the toy, eyes drooping as a soft smile appeared. "It's not like he needs this..." she put it down, planning to pocket it later.
The sigh that came after, could release the tension in her body all at once, "You remind me of me..." she then recalled how Kor looked at her, "And yet you're nothing like me. Or were you?"