The Weight of Blood (Homura Akemi)
|The Weight of Blood (Homura Akemi)|
|Date of Cutscene:||02 June 2014|
|Synopsis:||Why do I keep thinking this cat is good conversation?|
|Cast of Characters:||2|
|Tinyplot:||When They Return|
Homura stands on the edge of a balcony. Kyubey idles on her shoulder.
She looks out towards the sea, silently. It's the "cat" who breaks the ice.
"You know, Akemi Homura, even someone unfamiliar with your emotions and strange behaviors can tell there is something on your mind." :3
"Oh? And this interests you now?"
"I did not say it interested me. I would go as far as to say under normal circumstances, asking you would be a waste of time." :3
"But, there is nothing else requiring my attention at the moment, and no prospective magical girls within my sights." :3
"So you're saying you're bored, Incubator?"
"That is a roughly accurate statement." :3
"I'm just wondering if the blood on my hands will stain everyone I touch."
"If experience has thought me anything about you magical girls and karma, it is that it will. Remember, for every ounce of hope you have created, you must create equal despair, at least in theory. More precisely, I would say you cannot escape karmic balance, and naturally if you have shouldered too much others around you will be required to make up for it." :3
"Yes. Because your species is clearly proof karmic balance is real."
"Perhaps by your culture our actions are sins, but globally, we--" :3
"Nope. We're not doing this right now. We're making this back about me."
"Very well. Continue." :3
"There is someone... else... I wish to save. But I'm afraid all my crimes will simply make it all backfire. I'm... not really a good mentor."
"The hard facts are that if you are truly as bloodstained as you claim, anyone you connect with will be dragged into the vortex of your despair. When it all spirals out of control, they will be the first to suffer." :3
"WHY do I keep having these conversations with you?"
"I have multiple theories--" :3
"It was rhetorical. We're done here. Shoo."