760/Skating Around the Issue

Skating Around the Issue
Date of Scene:	28 December 2015
Location:	Mitakihara/Pikarigaoka - King Penguin Park
Synopsis:	Homura Akemi invites Madoka Kaname out for some ice skating fun. While spending time together, the two of them cover some very important issues, and try to entirely ignore other issues.
Cast of Characters:	Madoka Kaname, Homura Akemi

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Homura Akemi has posed:
    Homura has invited Madoka out for some ice skating, because it is winter and school is out and Homura Akemi has been waiting seemingly forever for Madoka to even live this long and everything is working out surprisingly well. Amazingly well. She is uncharacteristically cheerful when she invites Madoka out, and it's not hard to notice that she's smiling more.

    There's still something sad behind that smile, a kind of pain that comes from over 10 years of suffering, but it doesn't seem to diminish the smile. If anything, it seems to sharpen it. Uncharacteristically cheerful for Homura Akemi isn't anywhere near overly cheerful, but it's noticably less depressing.

    Right now she's wearing a thick furry purple coat, with a furry mantle hanging over her shoulders, and a fuzzy Russain hat. Black gloves cover her hands, and long black stockings cover her legs. On her feet are thick boots, but she's carrying her ice skates in hand.

    She's waiting by the bus stop that she agreed to meet Madoka at, sitting on the bench and trying to keep warm. The frozen lake is behind her, just a short walk from the bench.

    It's only now, in this moment, that Homura Akemi realizes that she hasn't skated in over a decade. She... does remember how to do it, right? Surely if she can dance then she can skate... right?

Madoka Kaname has posed:
    Madoka was eager and excited upon receiving the invitation, quickly accepting though pushing back the suggested meetup time by an hour; she was going to have to go and actually buy ice skates. She'd skated before but it had been some years and the kid-sized skates no longer fit her.

    That'll show those girls in school who said she was elementary-schooler sized when she transferred in!

    A bus pulls up to the stop and opens it doors, the pink haired girl stepping off the bus a few moments later. She's wearing a pink tartan jumper dress over a frilly blouse that's mostly covered up by a thick and heavy white winter coat with fluffy faux fur hems and cuffs, three big balls resembling buttons in the center. A dark pink wool scarf is wrapped securely around her neck with a large bow on one side, as well as a pair of pink mittens.

    She'd look ready for a Russian winter if not for the dress' paradoxically short skirt, not quite making it to her knees, white stockings covering her legs and similarly warm boots with fluffy tops to match her coat. Her hair is up in her always fashionable twintails.

    It doesn't take her long to see Homura and she lifts her hand and waves excitedly, running over to her while she does, her brand new ice skates held firmly in her other bemittened hand. "Thanks for inviting me, Homura-chan! I've been thinking about ice skating ever since the water started freezing over, but I didn't want to go alone."

    Her face and eyes shine with her obvious happiness, and she's cheerful in a way Homura has seen often, but not for long. It's almost the way she was when they first became friends. And afterwards how cheerful she is for the week or so leading up to Homura's entrance into school.

Homura Akemi has posed:
    Homura Akemi looks up as notices Madoka approaching, and stands to her feet as the girl draws closer. She smiles as she reaches out to take Madoka's bemittened hand. "Madoka-chan, you don't have to do anything alone. I'm always happy to spend time with you."

    Seeing Madoka like this can only improve her mood further, really. Madoka was always cheerful, before terrible circumstances started weighing on her. If things keep going as they are, maybe she'll keep smiling for a long while, still. That's Homura's hope, at least.

    Turning towards the frozen lake, Homura starts to walk, keeping an eye on Madoka to see if she's coming along.

    "I don't know if you got my text the other night... but Mamoru-kun is alive. I saw him the other day. He's brainwashed, like Kyouko-san was, but alive. It turns out that the enemy went well out of their way to fake his death in front of a lot of people."

    Homura laughs. It's strange to think of 'my friend is brainwashed' as good news, but on some level she knows it means there's hope of getting him back. "I'm still worried for him, but it's better than the alternative. I know Sailor Moon wants to help him. She has the power to bring him back, if only we can set her up to get a good shot at him."

    There's another bench closer to the lake that Homura is trying to walk towards. She'll still want to change into her skates, after all.

    "So how are things going with you? Did you do well on your finals?"

Madoka Kaname has posed:
    Madoka squeezes Homura's hand as she takes it, her face brightening even a little more at her friends words, "Really? We both have school and work," her own is volunteer, but still work, "so I didn't want to bother you too much... but there's a lot of things I want to do with you!"

    She'll follow happily towards the lake- and actually unless Homura let go she'll just allow herself to be led by the hand, hardly ever shying away from physical contact from a friend. Madoka's eyes widen slightly and she nods, "I did get it. I could hardly believe it, but if you're sure..!" She looks more thoughtful than worried when told the same thing happened to him as did to Kyouko, looking down slightly and lifting a mittened hand to her mouth.

    "So that's why Kyubey said he couldn't revive Mamoru-kun even with a wish..." Her eyes peek upward towards Homura in an embarrassed, slightly apologetic manner. "I wasn't going to, but I would have felt bad if I didn't at least consider it. Maybe I should have told you what he said though, it could have helped."

    She makes it over to the bench and takes a seat, pulling her mittens off one at a time, setting her ice skates down between her feet and unlacing her boots. Her grades are brought up as she switches footgear and she perks up, "I was almost exactly in the middle of the class!" she admits happily. Normally she'd actually be down about such meritocracy, but she quickly explains why not, "That means... it only took me one term to catch back up to where I was before I left! If it wasn't for everyone helping me I might not even have passed all my tests."

Homura Akemi has posed:
    Homura's mouth twists into a partial frown as her work is mentioned. "Yeah, work..." Her back gets a little tense. She doesn't say anything for a moment. How can she express how she feels about WPS, as things currently stand? She almost doesn't even want to talk about it. "... honestly I kinda feel like I'm wasting time with WPS. I'm not happy about playing the villain and not even being able to justify it with actual results. At least the money I get has seen some good use."

    Madoka mentions Kyubey, and Homura's gaze suddenly turns towards her. "W-what? I sure hope you weren't!" Her voice is more panic than anger, but after a moment of sheer terror she starts to calm down. Madoka didn't make a wish. It's still okay.

    "... so Kyubey knew something, huh? I guess I could've asked him. It's fine, though. Honestly... once I stopped and thought about it I was already starting to suspect it. Certain things just did not add up, and whenever that happens it's often because you're being lied to."

    Homura holds Madoka's hand for as long as she can, at least until she reaches the bench and takes a seat, needing both of her hands to change between her boots and her ice skates. Which she sets to doing.

    "More worrisome is the fact that Miki-san contracted. Considering her powerset, I'm assuming she did it to heal that violin player she likes so much. Kyousuke-san, wasn't it? I thought that Kyouko-san's presence might stop her from doing that, but I guess it happened anyways."

    Homura pauses for a moment, quietly lacing up her skates. "... She might stand a chance this time. I don't know. I don't want to make promises I can't keep, but something I saw last night made me think that she might not be a lost cause. If she can just make it through the next month or two, and if she stays with Mami and Kyouko, she might turn out okay."

Madoka Kaname has posed:
    Madoka looks over to Homura with a bit of worry and surprise in her expression. She knew Hannah expressly wanted to be seen as a villain in order to further her goals, going so far as to ask Madoka not to tell people about the times she was helpful and nice. But she didn't know that Homura had started to resent the negative associations, though considering how everyone she knew regarded WPS maybe it shouldn't be so shocking.

    "...have you talked with White-san about how you feel, Homura-chan? She doesn't seem like the kind of person who would hold that against you, so long as you didn't begin trying to stop her." Madoka's thoughts don't stop there, and she's quiet for a moment, pensive as she considers her next words. Homura knows her well enough to probably guess her next statement before she says it- maybe even the exact words. "And maybe if you let her know you were worried, she'd reconsider acting that way herself! It would surely be easier and safer fighting if everybody trusted one another."

    She almost can't help herself when it comes to things like that. She knows her words may only make things worse, or set that aggravation towards herself. Madoka feels like she's been 'good' about not bringing things like this up, but when the time seems right like it did just now she feels that she must speak from the heart.

    It also clearly doesn't help when she brings up Kyubey and her questions. It's almost painful to see how quickly Homura gets terrified that she might have contracted, even when she made sure to say she didn't. "I know you said I can't trust him, but you've also said he doesn't lie directly. ...he didn't actually say that Mamoru-kun was alive, though, he just said he couldn't bring him back to life. He surely must have known I would want to know that, too."

    It's things like that that help reinforce just how honest Homura has been with her about the dangers of trusting Kyubey or becoming a Puella Magi. It'd be a lot easier to trust Kyubey if he'd be completely straightforward with her at least once, but that never seems to be the case.

    The tightly bundled, pink haired girl finishes strapping on her ice skates and carefully stands up in them, for the moment just practicing balancing on the blades without twisting her ankles. Then Homura mentions Sayaka contracting and she lets out a startled, "What?!" and drops back down into a seated position.

    She turns towards Homura and looks at her with growing dread spreading on her face as terms like 'might stand a chance this time' and 'promises I can't keep' are used. Her eyes widen and she shakes her head. Homura hadn't actually told her much of anything about Sayaka's previous stints as a Puella Magi. She might normally be happy for her Sayaka, and that Kyousuke is healed- she knows how important the boy is to her childhood friend. Except...

    'She might not be a lost cause.'

    Madoka has been told several times that becoming a Puella Magi is akin to a death sentence, and now she's hearing that her friend has, in previous timeloops, been little more than a lost cause. "H-how could this happen?! I've been so worried about myself, I didn't even think about what Sayaka-chan must be going through."

    She feels sick to her stomach, and leans in to hug both her arms around one of Homura's, "I've been so careful about myself, but I let Kyubey trick my best friend! We... we have to make sure she's okay, Homura-chan! Things are better this time, right? And Kyouko-san is friends with her, and Mami-san will probably help look after her if I ask."

    She looks up into Homura's eyes with a pained, near panicked expression remarkably similar to the one Homura wore herself only moments earlier. "Becoming a Puella Magi... is it really a hopeless tragedy like you've said?"

Homura Akemi has posed:
    Homura listens to Madoka talk about White-san. She frowns. "I don't know. I mean. White-san... I guess it'd be nice if WPS was a nicer organization. I just... I mean..."

    She clenches her fist. Her arms tremble for a moment. "Torturting Kyouko was a really stupid move! I don't care what her reasons were, it was stupid! It was reckless! There are things about Puella Magi that make it really dangerous to mistreat them like that! I can't get into details, but you really do not want to... do things like that!"

    "It's not the only boneheaded thing that White-san has done, either! In her own way, she does mean well... but what she actually does..."

    Homura sighs, saying, "... but no, I haven't spoken to her. I've just gone behind her back and started trying to do things my own way. I guess the thing is... I'm under a lot of pressure right now. I don't have the luxury of fighting with Kyouko, or Sayaka, or any of them. If WPS screws things up any further, I'll have to turn on them, instantly. I don't think there's any socially acceptable way to express that."

    Homura stands up on her feet, trying to balance on her ice skates. It has been a while, but she's also got strong legs. It helps.

    Turning back to Madoka, she says, "Yeah that white rat wouldn't say something like that unless it benefitted him in some way. He's got rules that he has to follow that disallow lying, but he doesn't have to give you anything for free, either."

    She smiles, slightly, for a moment as Madoka stands up, but then frowns as she sits back down. Homura feels pretty guilty at this moment. She wanted to show Madoka a good time. She wanted to have fun. That's certainly what she asked her out for in her invitation. Yet now she's terrified and upset.

    Well, she's just being honest with her, but still... seeing Madoka suffer like this hurts.

    Homura frowns. She takes a moment to gather her thoughts before speaking.

    "Okay, it's like this. Here's how it often happens. Mami Tomoe dies to a very specific Witch who catches her off guard. The Witch isn't really that strong, but she's tricky, and Mami falls for that trick. Then Sayaka contracts because she wants to heal her childhood friend and also because she feels that someone needs to protect Mitakihara, and I don't count to her because she doesn't trust me at all."

    "Kyouko and Sayaka fight because Kyouko wants territory and doesn't like the way Sayaka does things. They fight and fight and the whole time Kyouko gets a softer heart while Sayaka gets more and more bitter. Right in the moment when they could possibly stop being enemies and start being friends, Sayaka does something stupid that gets them both killed. Then I'm left to fight Walpurgisnacht alone, which I can't do, and then at that point you do something to save me that gets you killed and I then have to reset."

    Homura lets out a sigh. "I know that's not easy to hear, but look, it's not as bad as it sounds. The Witch that kills Mami Tomoe? I can promise you that it doesn't exist in this timeline. I can't explain how I know that, but she has been prevented from existing. Sayaka and Kyouko became friends before Sayaka contracted, so that infighting isn't even going to happen. Kyouko took out most of her aggression on me instead of her, and while I resent Kyouko for it, in a way it's good news because unlike Sayaka I can actually handle that."

    Homura glances away, frowning. "There's still one problem. There's a chance that Hitomi will go after Kyousuke, and Sayaka wont be strong enough to confess her feelings to him before Hitomi claims him. Also, Sayaka's going to learn sooner or later that the world isn't as idealistic as she hopes it should be, and that's another thing that's potentially going to depress her. Remember what I said about Soul Gems getting darkened by depression? That's the kind of danger she faces."

Homura Akemi has posed:
    Homura flips her hair out before continuing to explain. "In timelines where Sayaka has friends, she does last longer. She has a better chance. The fact that Mami and Kyouko are both looking after her is good. It actually doesn't matter how much they hate me, so long as they recognize Walpurgisnacht as the threat she is and help me fight her."

    The last question Madoka asks hurts, though. How can she explain it? How can she answer that, while keeping the secrets that she needs to keep? "... Sayaka Miki has chosen a terrible fate. There's no denying that. Even if we don't die today or tomorrow, we'll be lucky to even see high school, let alone college. But Madoka, even if we die, please don't call it 'hopeless'. Kyousuke would've lived a cripple for the rest of his life if Sayaka hadn't intervened. It was a choice she made, and no matter how many times I've seen her die for it I've never once seen her regret giving her life for it. She regretted a number of things, but not that."

    "Mami, too. She was going to die anyways, so becoming a Puella Magi actually prolonged her life. Kyouko finds hope in living for herself, even if her wish didn't turn out like she hoped it would. And as for me..."

    Homura tilts her head, smiling softly, sadly, at Madoka. "If I have to die so that you can be safe and happy, well, that's fine with me too."

Madoka Kaname has posed:
    Madoka frowns as Homura mentions torturing Kyouko. That's an inexcusable action that the pink haired girl can't accept. She'd be terribly upset about it herself if Miss White hadn't already admitted to regretting having done it. She's also quick to put two and two together even before Homura mentions later why torturing a Puella is a bad idea, "If she had made Kyouko-san miserable enough, she could have died just from that alone, couldn't she?"

    That's only half the story but Madoka thinks killing her by accident would be enough for Hannah to have been pretty distraught by her actions. "You're right. I don't think you can tell her like that," she mentions about having to turn on WPS if they go too far, "but the things you're doing on your own, you could probably tell her the direction WPS is taking isn't working and that they should try something new." She can only guess, unfortunately. With a little sigh she replies, "I think Mama would be a better person to get advice from about that. She handles complicated business decisions all the time."

    When Homura tells her about how things had often happened in past timelines she is contemplative and quiet. It sounds horrible, with everyone turning on each other and dying. There are pangs in her heart each time she hears about a different person she knows dying. It upsets her a little, yes. But rather than getting more worried and frightened it has the opposite effect.

    She calms and quiets. Because as hard as it is for her to hear it, she's looking at a girl who's had to see it, experience it, and live it, time after time after time. No matter how painful or scary things are for Madoka, sympathy and empathy for another will always override her own pain and fear.

    Madoka's expression is still slightly sad, but it's also considerably more serious as Homura finishes. "Then... I'll just have to be a good friend to her. To be there for her, and encourage her to work with Mami-san and Kyouko-san. And Kyousuke-san... I'll help Sayaka-chan with him." She looks mildly distressed in a more mundane fashion for a moment, "Hitomi-chan likes him too? He's a nice boy, but I don't see why both of them..."

    She shakes her head slightly. "Sayaka-chan would feel terrible taking a boy away from her friend if she knew. And once she gets into her head the idea that something is wrong it can take her a very long time to change her mind." Long enough that Kyousuke would end up dating Hitomi, she mentally concludes.

    Then Homura is doing something Madoka never thought she would hear- extolling the virtues of accepting Kyubey's contract and living a life of combat in exchange for a Wish. "...you're right, Homura-chan. That was the wrong word; the very worst one. Nothing is ever hopeless, so long as people are willing to try and find a solution."

    She takes in a breath and lets it out slowly, forcibly expelling the remaining worry she has for the moment. She'll deal with it later when she has a chance to really think about it; that's always been one of her strong points.

    Madoka stands up and steps carefully over to Homura again, once more wrapping both arms around one of the taller Puella's. "Then for as much time as you have... I'm going to help you too." Her arms tighten and presses her cheek to Homura's furry coat. It's not fear, or worry, or sadness on her face as she looks up to her, but rebounding optimism.

    "You don't have to die to see me safe and happy, Homura-chan!" The armhug becomes playfully tight, and Madoka leans some of her weight against the other girl to teasingly put her off balance on the ice skates- its fine because they're not yet on ice, right?

    "The only thing you have to do for that is be here with me," she says cheerfully, laughing and starting to drag Homura towards the lake.

Homura Akemi has posed:
    Homura still feels a need to point out, "Yeah, well... even if there's some hope in it, you specifically get a raw deal. Last time I saw you contract you used your magic once and then used so much that you died. A lot of other people went down with you. It really didn't go well. I can't really explain all of that, sorry but there are secrets I seriously have to keep. For your sake and everyone else's."

    After all, the last thing she wants is for Madoka to think it's okay to contract, even if she also doesn't want her to worry about her friends. Homura has a lot to juggle here. She's pretty sure she could just tell Madoka that she turns into a world-ending Witch and that'd be the end of Madoka making a contract... but if it ever got out that Puella Magi become Witches then there's going to be people trying to put an end to Puella Magi.

    Madoka stands up and hugs her, and Homura holds her in turn. When Madoka leans into her, Homura starts leaning back and wavering back and forth. For a moment, it looks like she might fall, and she stumbles for a moment, placing a foot behind her to catch herself only to overcorrect and lean forward a bit too much... before regaining her balance again, giggling.

    "Well, Madoka-chan, if that's all I have to do, then that's alright too. I love every moment I spend with you, so that works out just fine."

    The two of them walk towards the lake, Homura dragged by Madoka for a bit before Homura quickens her pace to catch up, holding Madoka's hand for the rest of the way.

    "You're the best person I've ever known, Madoka."

Madoka Kaname has posed:
    "You've told me before that there were things that for people might possibly be worth it if it was the only way and they were willing to die to make them happen." Madoka replies, choosing her words carefully so as not to imply that it might be the case for herself. "I know you don't think there could ever be anything so important for me," she adds, wanting Homura to know she understands how she feels.

    More secrets. In this world filled with magical heroes Madoka has learned the value of secrets, so she doesn't hold the unwillingness to share against Homura. Secret identities probably aren't the only things that are very important to only tell specific people.

    When Homura is wavering back and forth to keep her balance Madoka laughs more, holding onto the other girl's hand as they make their way towards the iced over lake. "I like spending time with you too, Homura-chan! Even when we talk about things that aren't very happy, we can both put it aside afterwards and have fun. That's something that you and me have in common, I think."

    'You're the best person I've ever known, Madoka.'

    That causes her to slow down a little, a blush settling on her face for reasons that have nothing to do with their exposure to the cold winter air. Those words are the kind which a few months ago she never would have thought someone would ever say about her.

    To a girl who's long struggled to find her place in the world and had a hard time finding anything praiseworthy about herself a comment like that can take on a lot of extra meaning.

    Still blushing she looks shyly up to Homura and smiles, "You're too nice to me, Homura-chan." But as Homura would know there's no such thing as being 'too nice', to Madoka.

    They reach the edge of the ice, which gives Madoka an excuse to hide her embarrassment. She lets go of Homrua's hand and ventures out onto the frozen lake, taking tiny steps before skating very slowly forward, squealing as she waves her arms frantically in circles while trying to keep her balance.

Homura Akemi has posed:
    Homura does relax at the reassurance, but there's something she doesn't quite trust about it. She'd be a fool to think that Madoka would never contract, as much as she'd like that to be true. Homura wonders if her own version of honesty isn't just a bit manipulative. She's trying to do right by Madoka, but would Homura really even know what that was?

    Homura smiles, though. She can't help it. Madoka is here, and even if things are sometimes terrible, they're still alive. "Yeah, we do have that in common. It's important to have that, that endurance. I think it's a strength, to both be able to feel and to be able to handle those feelings."

    When Madoka blushes, Homura's heart stops for a moment. Her hesitation is brief, maybe barely noticable, but the reminder of the fun they're here for pulls her out of it.

    "No, I'm not too nice to you. In fact, I could afford to be a bit nicer. I don't think I'm really capable of being as nice to you as you deserve, but that wont stop me from trying."

    For a moment, Homura looks like she might say something else... but it just doesn't feel right. It doesn't feel like the right kind of moment. She lets it slide.

    As Madoka ventures onto the ice, Homura almost instinctively watches like a hawk. Looking for cracks in the ice, or thin spots, or anything that might be a danger to the one girl she most wants to protect.

    It's only after she's sure it's safe for Madoka does she even think about it being safe for herself, glancing down at her feet before taking a single step onto the ice. She holds her arms out to keep her balance, wavering only for a moment, as she brings the second foot forward onto the ice.

    She skates slowly at first, catching up to Madoka, holding her hands behind her back as she passes her friend with a smile. Slowing to a stop next to her, she offers an arm for stability, should the flailing Madoka want to grab it. Even if Homura's technique is very rusty, she has enough physical strength to at least be a stable post.

Madoka Kaname has posed:
    Madoka is likewise being very careful about her words. She isn't promising that she won't make a contract, but she is acknowledging that if she did no matter what it was for Homura would probably consider it not worth the price.

    "Is it strength?" she considers aloud, "I hadn't ever thought of it that way, but maybe you're right."

    She giggles a little at Homura's next words, "You're very nice to me, Homura-chan. After all you've done for me, how could I think anything else? You're here with me now- I'm really grateful for that." They're earnest and happy an honest, but there's also the faintest nervous energy to her giggle that isn't usually there. Most people wouldn't even notice it.

    Luckily as they both just mentioned they're good at setting things aside not suited to the current moment, and soon it's fun time. She laughs and whines good naturedly as Homura finds her balance much more quickly, "No fair!"

    She gives an honest effort to get her feet under her, but eventually reaches out and takes Homura's hand arm with her own, linking up at the elbow for support. It's enough for her to stop wobbling. "Is it okay if I practice like this for a while first?" she asks, looking an entirely different kind of embarrassed from a few moments before. "I never was very good at this, but it's a lot of fun anyway!"

    A bundle of contradictions, there are times when Madoka can be extremely clumsy and ice skating seems to be one of them. This is despite her acrobatic style when becoming a Magical Girl in past timeloops. And despite the klutziness she can be very graceful at certain things if she practices enough, like the various charity dances, but for now ice skating is unpracticed enough that she needs the help.

    "Can we skate together around the lake a few times like this until I get a little better at it?" Madoka asks. Homura can feel the wobbliness as she holds on. A fall here would be more of a cause to laugh than be worried, but she's more than willing to ask for help if she thinks it's available to her.

Homura Akemi has posed:
    "It's strength," says Homura, with a smile. "Well, specifically, it's endurance, and endurance is a form of strength. Any time you can handle something that someone else might not be able to, I'd count that as a strength."

    And Homura is very well aware that some people really can't handle some of the terrible things that happen to Puella.

    Homura picks up on Madoka's nervous energy. She knows the other girl well enough to have some guess as to what it means. Regardless of how she feels about Madoka's boyfriend, Homura can't really excuse putting Madoka into that kind of situation. If she was going to open her heart, well, she should've had the courage to do it a long time ago. Whatever happens as a result of her cowardice is just what she deserves.

    Homura smiles, giggling slightly as Madoka protests the relative ease with which she manages to keep her balance. "It's just because I have strong legs. Of course, I kindof cheated to get this strength, so I'll let you call me out on being unfair." The way she says it might almost be taken as a tease, but Homura as usual is hard to read. Madoka may have heard about Homura's record-setting performances in gym class, though.

    As Madoka links elbows with her, Homura keeps her arm firm as support. "Sure, we can skate like this. As long as you need to. Or want to." If Homura had her way she'd never have to let go, but they'll probably have to go home eventually.

    "Sure. Let's go around a couple of times." Homura turns to be side-by-side with Madoka, and starts to slowly skate forward. She's, in this moment, very aware of Madoka's wobbliness, on guard for any time when she might stumble or fall, and not speeding up unless Madoka seems to feel comfortable with it.

Madoka Kaname has posed:
    Homura reasserts her belief that the kind of mental and emotional endurance the two of them share is a strength, her reasoning sound enough that Madoka accepts it, responding with a smile of her own.

    For Madoka it's an odd thing she doesn't even fully recognize. What it most certainly is not is helpful, so she compartmentalizes it away for later.

    "I'm a good sprinter but I'm not very good at high jumping or long jumping," Madoka replies as a roundabout way of saying her own legs really aren't very strong. Actually they're rather skinny and weak, which looks nice enough but makes things like ice skating require practice.

    That doesn't stop her for saying, "Cheater!" in a cheerful, teasing voice as she relies on Homura for balance. It's entirely in good nature, and she smiles happily to the taller girl right after.

    Luckily skating arm in arm is fun, Madoka able to move at a good medium speed with the added help Homura offers. She's not trying anything close to fancy however, content for now just to move in circles around the frozen lake with her friend.

    "Don't worry, Homura-chan, I'll be able to skate on my own two legs eventually! I won't need to rely on you forever." With a giggle she adds a moment later, "That doesn't mean I won't anyway."

    In a way it could be a statement about more than just ice skating; Madoka is relying on Homura in a lot of ways, both to learn about the magical world and keep protected from it's dangers, though it's unlikely that will remain the case forever. As she says it Madoka is completely oblivious to these parallels however, laughing happily while skating alongside Homura, leaning to one side and then the other as she shifts from foot to foot, relearning the basics she'd forgotten years ago.

Homura Akemi has posed:
    Homura giggles as Madoka teasingly accuses her. It's meant as good natured and is taken that way. She's actually not even embarassed of it. Her power is her own, and she paid a high enough price for it. In more ways than one.

    Homura comfortably keeps speed with Madoka, only hesitating a little at first. Even with having an easier time keeping balance, there is a certain amount of technique that Homura is lacking. Between the two of them, however, they seem to be able to skate fairly well. Nothing fancy, but they're here to have fun, not impress anyone.

    "I'll be here even when you don't need me, Madoka-chan," she says with a smile, "for as long as you'll let me."

    Homura's own words might be taken as a parallel along the same veins. Even if Madoka becomes a Puella Magi, and even if she becomes much stronger than Homura, it's not going to change how Homura feels, and it's not going to remove her desire to be there for her.

    Once she's sure that Madoka is alright, she relaxes her guard a bit, letting herself get lost in the motion of shifting her feet, sliding across the ice, and being arm-in-arm with her dearest friend. These might very well be the best days of her life.

    Homura reaches up to adjust her hat as her long black hair blows behind her. She glances to the pink-haired girl next to her, then down at her feet. Neither of them seem to be top skaters, but Homura has had much more time to forget. She has to focus for a moment to remember how it's done.

    Turn ankle and push, keep other blade straight. Then touch down with other blade, keep that one straight, then turn and push with the other. Turn, push, step, turn, push, step. Not too far from dancing, though the steps are different.

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    The word technique would probably be giving too much credit for the method Madoka is using. But she'll figure it out eventually. She offers Homura a bright smile as her words are taken exactly as they're intended. "Good! I like spending time with you, Homura-chan." She ponders briefly before making a little laugh, "Actually, I'm starting to think it'd feel strange and lonely without having you around."

    She giggles and flushes, "Though I guess that wouldn't be abnormal at all, since you've become such an important friend to me." She almost feels bad that realizing she'd miss Homura if she were gone is surprising. It's just not something she'd thought much on before.

    She's content to skate arm in arm with Homura for a good long while, cheating a little bit herself by looking down at her friends feet and copying her motions. It lends to them matching step after a certain amount of practice. Turn, push, step, turn, push, step. Side by side, moving as if of a single mind.

    It lasts until Madoka finally pulls away. "Okay! I think I'm ready. Here I go!" She lets go of Homura's arm and continues on normally. Then with careful steps she curves inward making a tighter circle about the lake before skating across the center, trying to shift into making lazy figure eights.

    It's very simple, but even so she seems to be proud of herself, beaming a happy smile over to Homura and lifting an arm to wave to her.

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    Homura's smile falters as the words 'strange and lonely' are said. For a brief moment, she remembers the number of times that Madoka has died in front of her. Sometimes she'd die before Homura could rewind, and she'd have to endure a world without Madoka. It's a pain she never wants to experience again.

    The sight of Madoka releasing her arm and skating ahead of her on her own distracts her from her memories. Hardened purple eyes watch pink innocence and joy, and become just a bit softer. Regardless of how much pain is in her past, right now, in this moment, Madoka is alive and happy. Her smile returns, and she speeds up to catch up to Madoka, skating close to her and eventually becoming the opposite side of her figure-eight.

    It does make her wonder, though. Would Madoka feel the same pain that Homura felt... if something happened to Homura? She seems to indicate that she would. Homura had accepted her inevitable death long ago... maybe she never should've gotten close to Madoka.

    Yet, despite all of those fears, this seems right. It feels right. Her methods weren't working, and she knows that now. The people who succeed in this strange new world aren't the ones who sacrifice everything, or follow a dark path.

    So then what does lead to success? Homura hasn't figured that out yet.

    When Madoka waves, Homura waves back. "It's really fun once you get the hang of it, isn't it?"

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    The fact that Madoka had at least once in past timeloops used her wish to save Homura is a pretty good indicator of exactly how she would feel, except she's possibly closer to the dark haired girl now that ever before.

    The free spirited girl skates around happily, picking up enough speed that her twintails are fluttering in the wind. She practices looking in a different direction than straight ahead of her a little, and then a bit of picking up enough momentum to simply carry her without having to keep shuffling her feet. All that is for a reason, and after a little longer she's letting herself glide from side to side and backwards.

    She giggles and laughs as she carefully steers herself back towards the center of the lake, passing Homura time and again as they make figure-eights.

    "It's a lot of fun! I'm really glad you asked me to come skate with you, Homura-chan! I think I'm finally starting to get the hang of it too." She steps a few times in order to spin in a circle; it's nothing like a proper figure skating spin but it's still a lot of fun. There's very little that feels quite like it, spinning while your momentum carries you on in a specific direction.

    "It almost feels like I'm flying!" she calls out to Homura. "But I'm gliding over the ice instead of through the air." Unfortunately she's stopped paying just enough attention that she got too close to the edge of the lake, and is about to crash into the grass.

    There's snow on the ground so she's not likely to be hurt, but she's still in for a spill unless prevented. "Hwaaa?!"

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    Homura watches as Madoka begins to push herself, practicing more and more things and expanding her horizons. For the moment, Homura skates at a distance, and the only thing she practices is the ability to skate backwards, so that she can constantly keep an eye on Madoka.

    She smiles at Madoka, when the other girl looks in her direction, but when Madoka's focus elsewhere Homura's face changes to one of relaxed focus. She's not expecting a tumble, but if one is about to happen she wants to know right away. It's a cold, almost animalistic look, yet not unfriendly.

    When Madoka speaks to her, Homura smiles again. "And I'm glad you came with me, Madoka-chan. You're doing so well! Keep it up!"

    Homura watches Madoka spin, and for once allows herself a bit of fun, copying the spin and enjoying the feeling of her hair whipping around her. Homura giggles as Madoka compares it to flying, and Homura breaks out of her spin to skate past the other girl. "Flying is something else we could do, you know. At least for a bit. I'd have to carry you."

    It'd also cost her some magic, but it'd be worth it. With the way she feels right now, anything seems like a small price to pay.

    Homura's relaxed focus becomes sharp as she notices Madoka about to fall. She doesn't have time to consider the fact that Madoka likely wouldn't be hurt. She's quick to react, reaching out to wrap her arms around Madoka's waist, and planting one of her skates firmly in the grass for stability.

    It's only after the fact that Homura considers that she might've over-reacted... but it's not like hugging Madoka is in any way a bad thing.

    "Careful, now. Are you alright?"

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    Skate blades dig into grass and dirt beneath the snow and suddenly Madoka's feet are not moving while the rest of her continues forward. Her arms fly out in front of her and she flails- only to come to a sudden jerking stop as Homura holds her about the waist and keeps her from toppling over.

    It takes a moment for Madoka to react to the fact her wrists aren't stinging and she's not covered in snow. When she does it's more laughs and smiles, turning so she can fully hug onto Homura. "You saved me!" she states with a giggle, able to say it at a time that wasn't preceded by any immense fear. "You're there for me when I need you, aren't you, Homura-chan?"

    Now that she's hugging the other girl she doesn't see a reason to stop, especially since almost falling is a good enough reason to take a short breather. Her breathing is a little heavier than normal from the exercise, but she wasn't truly exerting herself.

    She stares at Homura for a brief moment then, "You... we could fly? I don't think I've ever seen you fly!" Jump impossible heights and distances, disappear and reappear instantly in another location yes. Fly? No.

    She giggles in what can't be anything but an excited manner and she starts to say something, only to stop and reconsider. "That- it wouldn't be too extravagant, would it? It sounds like a lot of fun, but I know magic is something very precious and important to you."

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    Homura continues holding Madoka, since she seems like she wants a breather. Smiling down at the slightly shorter girl, Homura says, "Of course. I wished for the power to protect you. That's exactly what I intend to do."

    Her hug becomes a little bit tighter, as she listens to Madoka's breathing. Homura's own breathing doesn't seem that much heavier, but then she wasn't quite pulling what Madoka was.

    When asked about flight, Homura looks up and tilts her head. She's thinking it over. "Well, I don't like to do it as a habit, because flying costs magic and jumping, for example, can usually accomplish the same thing with less cost. I don't think I could afford to do it for, say, a whole evening. Brief flights, on the other hand, would be alright."

    Homura shrugs, adding, "You probably haven't seen me use it because I haven't fought anything recently that flies high enough in the air to justify it. It's rare to see a Witch that actually makes it worthwhile. Most of them hide in labyrinths and those tend to have low ceilings."

    Though, if Walpurgisnacht is really coming, then Madoka will probably see it during that fight. That's usually when Homura has to use it. All the more reason why she needs to start saving up Grief Seeds

    With a smile, Homura says, "I wouldn't do it for just anyone, but I wouldn't mind doing it for you, once in a while."

    She glances upwards and off to the side, considering that she could probably just steal a helicopter... but nah, Madoka probably wouldn't be down for that kind of joyriding.

Madoka Kaname has posed:
    As the hug tightens Madoka relaxes into Homura's arms, because being hugged and held is something she likes very much. She's only recently began approaching the correct level of hugging she feels she should be getting.

    "So it's possible, but reckless unless you have a good reason?" The pink haired girl puts on a contemplative face of her own and tries to think whether or not she should ask for a flight some time. On the one hand it would be magically 'expensive' for Homura. On the other flying would probably be a real blast. ...as an added perk it would mean Homura would have to hold onto her, wouldn't it?

    "I... think it would be really fun to try that some time, if you could spare the magic and thought it was worth it." Yeah, that really is just the kicker she needed to make her decision. She lets out a little sigh and rests her head against Homura's shoulder before letting out an audible sigh of the happy variety.

    She lets her eyes close as she hugs onto her friend, staying close until she starts to feel the tiniest bit self conscious. This... isn't actually ice skating. It's standing on ice.

    "I wonder if this is okay..." she says softly, her eyes half opening as she shifts lightly. It isn't just hugging she means, however. "I want to be able to help people, and to protect this world from all the dangers that I'm still only just learning about." She tilts her head up a little bit, just enough so she can look up into Homura's eyes if she turns her own up all the way. She does so for a brief moment before looking away again. "But... I also like this, too."

    Her eyes close once more and she hugs Homura closer to herself, "Feeling cared for, and looked after, and protected." Madoka's lips curl up into a small, sweet smile. "Recently I almost feel like I'm cheating at something, or that there might be something wrong with me. Because even though there are scary things happening around me, some very bad things happening to people I care about... I think these past few months have been the happiest I've had in my life."

Homura Akemi has posed:
    The more the two of them continue standing on the ice, in the cold, without moving, the colder Homura starts to feel, and the more she wants to cling to Madoka for warmth.

    Not that she's complaining.

    It's not as if Homura is unaware the benefits of holding Madoka while flying, either. It's part of why she brought it up, and part of why it would be worth it to her. It's an indulgence, but she's used her magic for less important things than that. When she had magic to spare, anyways.

    Homura listens as Madoka talks about helping people, and also... being cared for. Now it's Homura's turn to blush, and not because of the cold. She holds Madoka that much tighter.

    "Madoka-chan... no one can expect that of you. No one can expect you to fight if you don't want to. You do help, a lot, as you are now... and if there was a safe way for you to use magic, I'd be happy to have you at my side. I was happy to, before I learned how terrible things got for us."

    She smiles at Madoka, looking at her though the other girl isn't looking back. "... and if feeling cared for and protected makes you so happy, then I'll do it as long as I'm able. I mean... Heh... I was going to anyways, but I'm happy to know you like it."

    Homura closes her eyes, and leans her head against Madoka's, squeezing her a bit tighter. "I've also been very happy recently. I haven't been this happy in... maybe forever. I feel guilty sometimes, because I have a hard time caring about anyone but you, even though I probably should. Even though I know I should."

    "That's been less true recently than it has been... but... no, even so... if everyone and everything else I love and care about... if they're like stars, then you're the sun, and they aren't even noticable, not even visible next to you."

    Homura makes herself blush this time. Did she say too much? She's suddenly very self aware that she should've thought about that before she said it. "N-not that... I mean... um... I just... mean that... I don't... care about many people other than you. I mean, Mamoru-kun is nice to me and all, and I do feel for him like a brother... but if I had to choose between you and him, I don't think it'd even be a contest."

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    Madoka's stockings aren't as effective at keeping out the cold as Homura's leggings, so she has reason other than just wanting to be hugged for staying close as well.

    Or rather other excuses.

    "It isn't that I don't want to. If Kyubey could be trusted and I didn't know any better I'd have started thinking up wishes the moment I learned he could make me a Magical Girl." This is intrinsically true, and Homura has more than enough experience to now just how true. "I would love to fight by your side, Homura-chan. I know I help now, but I can't help thinking there is also much more I could do. That I should do..."

    She looks up and smiles at Homura, "But I'm not willing to put myself in that much danger, to put myself at such risk by becoming a Puella Magi, because I know how much that frightens you. You care about me a lot, and you've been through so much just to protect me; I'm not willing to throw that away for just wanting to help."

    Her head nods up and down quickly, and she squeezes her arms tightly around the dark haired girl, "It makes me feel wonderful, knowing you care so much about me!" She blushes a little bit, looking down at the ice while admitting, "When I first met you, you scared me a little. I wasn't sure why you had such a strong interest in me, and the fact you were so protective made me a little unfomfortable."

    After a short moment she shakes her head, "But now that I know why, I'm glad! It's all because you're such a good friend to me. Now when I think back to all those times, I feel bad because it must have hurt when I didn't recognize you, and was worried about being around you. But if I knew then what I know now, I would have gone up to you and given you a hug like I am now right away!" She punctuates her words with another squeeze.

    Homura's next words put a blush on Madoka's cheeks as well, which only reddens further when she looks up and sees the same rosiness on the fair features of her friend. This time she doesn't hide away her feelings quite as much. "I understand, Homura-chan. You've said you spent the same month looking after me, and only me, almost a hundred times."

    She pulls away briefly, only to hug Homura again in a much gentler, more tender way. "I think it's only natural that you'd start to feel that way. But I also think it's good that you're starting to care about others as well. Just promise me you'll keep caring about others, too. If you can do that I won't mind it if you care about me the most."

    Her face breaks out into a bright smile, "If it means you're happier than ever, it can only be a good thing. I really believe that, Homura-chan! After so much hard work, you deserve to be happy. I want to help you to stay happy for as long as you can. You're a very important friend to me, you know."

    Maybe even the most important, though she's not quite ready to admit that just yet. Not even to herself.

    The pink haired girl turns her eyes upward, looking past Homura and towards the blue sky. "This is a little impulsive... but can we fly, Homura-chan? I think it will be a lot of fun! Just... tell me what I have to do, if it's okay."

Homura Akemi has posed:
    Homura takes in a deep breath, and lets it out. So Madoka wont make a wish out of respect for Homura's feelings? That's... that's good. It's a relief. Maybe now things will be okay. Maybe Madoka can be alright. She wants to help, she always has and probably always will, but as long as she doesn't make a wish.

    "Thank you, Madoka-chan, for caring that much about how I feel. You're saving me, and everyone else who cares about you, a lot of pain."

    Homura giggles a bit, as Madoka mentions being scared of her at first. "It can't be helped. I have very intense feelings for you that I carry from one timeline to the next. You on the other hand forget all about me. Someone you don't know having intense feelings about you... well, it's easy to take that as a threat."

    "... but I never wanted to be a threat to you. I'm sorry if I came off that way, but you know by now that I'm your friend, so I guess we can both relax around each other."

    Homura looks back at previous resets, trying to decide if she really thought it was painful... yeah, it was, in some ways. She just didn't really notice that smaller pain on top of the other absolutely soul-crushing problems she had. "Yeah... it hurt a bit, but I could never blame you for it. Mostly, resetting hurt because... if I had to reset, then it means that I lost you."

    She squeezes Madoka a little tighter in her arms, saying, "... besides, we made it to this point, so we can hug each other as much as we want."

    Homura blushes again, lightly, when Madoka says it's 'only natural' for her to feel how she does. "Yeah. It's only natural for me to absolutely adore you after knowing you for 12 years. I mean, your parents have known you for at least that long and they adore you, too. Three intelligent people agreeing on something can't be wrong." The way she delivers that is more with a tinge of humor rather than any sort of passion, though she might be trying to hide behind that humor. "... but I've grown used to my feelings for you being a little one-sided, but that's okay. I'm not expecting anything from you."

    "And you're very important to me, too. No matter what happens."

    Homura hears Madoka ask for a flight, and she smiles. At this point she has to step back from the hug. "All you have to do is trust me, Madoka-chan, and let me carry you."

    She takes off her winter coat and holds out her hand in front of her. The soul gem ring glows and turns into a purple egg-shaped gem, glowing brighter as that glow encompases all of Homura's form. When it fades, she's in her henshin.

    She's also putting her winter coat back on, outside of her henshin. It's still cold!

    She kneels for a moment, reaching out for Madoka, putting on arm on the back of her knees, and the other arm tilts her backwards, supporting Madoka in the middle of her back. Homura slowly lifts into the air, and after making a quick stop to throw their shoes into her shield, she's lifting Madoka up into the air, soon flying high over the city.

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    "You know me, Homura-chan. I care very much about how you feel, it just took a long time for me to realize what you were feeling." She's starting to become accustomed to the other girl knowing her so well. It does still feel a tiny bit odd, since from her perception they've only known each other a few months, but Madoka is aware enough of the time she can't remember that she can easily look past that.

    "Even if it was only a little I feel bad about it now. I feel less bad knowing that things have worked out into this, though!" Madoka nods in agreement as Homura hugs her closer. "If it's 'as much as we want', then let's make it a lot. I love being hugged, and being close to people."

    She blushes slightly in embarrassment before admitting, "You know how I have so many stuffed animals? I snuggle up with one of them every night. I have ever since I was a little girl and too old to sleep next to Mama and Papa!" She wonders a little if she'd ever admitted that to her friend in previous timelines; that's not something she's even told Sayaka. They hug, but it's usually about being playful or comforting each other for a specific reason. Hitomi isn't exactly the most touchy-feely friend either, always aware of the propriety of public affection.

    If the joking way Homura tells Madoka she 'adores' her was intended to draw another blush it succeeds, though it brings a smile along with it. "I don't know about that, Homura-chan," she replies in a playfully skeptical tone. "I don't think everyone would care so much for me just from knowing me so long... but I'm glad that you do."

    Is the feeling one-sided? That's... a hard question to answer. Madoka cares for her a lot; Homura easily ranks amongst her best friends, and with how things have gone recently is in contention for the top spot, should there be some silly rivalry for it. But adore? That's a very complex word. Madoka also isn't sure if a friendship could ever be so all-encompassing to her that she'd be willing to forsake almost all others in favor of it. She probably couldn't match Homura in intensity, even if she could in depth of emotion.

    It also brings the extra confusing question of if there is more to Homura's feelings than friendship alone. And that... it just isn't one Madoka is willing to dwell on right now, especially when the other girl just said she's not expecting anything in return. It's a complicating issue that amounts to Pandora's Box if intentionally pursued.

    Merely exploring one's own feelings and questioning their romantic intention towards another can kindle a spark into something more, or create that spark where none existed before. Madoka has experience with this herself very recently; she had zero romantic interest in Takashi Agera before their dance together at the Charity Ball, and things have only progressed from there.

    It would be downright unfair to all of them- Takashi, Homura and even Madoka herself to try to ply any more information about Homura's exact emotions from her.

    Luckily the best distraction in the world is presenting itself.

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    Madoka smiles brightly, "I trust you, Homura-chan. I've trusted you with my life several times already, and you've never let me down." Not from her perspective, at least. When Homura reaches out for her while kneeling she steps into her arms, curling her legs and leaning back so that she's held securely.

    No lies, it really does feel very nice to be held in someone's arms so securely. Aside from the comforting physical contact it's like an amplified version of the 'fall back into someone's arms' trust building exercise; having such trust in another is a heartwarming experience.

    Madoka wraps her arms securely around Homura's neck, over her hair. She's positively giddy as they first start to lift into the air, and as rise higher she giggles and laughs. "Wheeeeeeehehehehe!" She's looking down over the city much of the time, but a lot is also spent smiling up at Homura, her eyes sparkling with joy.

    They're also watching that hat like a hawk, her arm ready to snap out and grab it should it go flying off the top of Homura's head.

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    A part of Homura would love to open that Pandora's Box. A part of her would love to sweep Madoka off her feet, to do for her all the things that Takashi could never do, that he simply doesn't have the heart to feel. She may not have a very high opinion of herself in most regards, but she knows how to love someone. It may be the only good thing that she knows how to do.

    ... but she also keeps silent. It wouldn't be fair to Madoka. If Takashi got hurt, Homura would just mock him, but Madoka's feelings are what she's worried about now.

    She should just shut up, and put a lid on it... It would be better if she didn't say too much, but jealousy is in the back of her mind, nagging her. How stupid of her to hate Sayaka when she herself is falling into the same trap.

    It's okay, she tells herself. As long as she can protect Madoka, then that's enough for her. At least then she can feel like her feelings have some form of validation, especially if her protection is welcomed.

    ... and honestly she probably wouldn't even care about the Takashi issue, if it weren't for the fact that Takashi was so terrible that Homura felt a need to protect Madoka. Yeah... she had justification for wanting to break up that relationship, but that justification allowed darker feelings to surface.

    Yet, Homura has to focus on the now. Right now, Madoka's in her arms, and they're flying through the air and having fun. This is what she wished for, right? What she sold her soul for, right? She has the power to protect Madoka, and she also has the power to show her a good time.

    Homura smiles at Madoka, hair whipping in the wind behind her. How her hat stays on is a mystery. It's not a part of her henshin, so the threat of it flying off is real. It just hasn't fallen off yet, and Homura seems so focused on Madoka that she's forgotten that it might.

    "Madoka-chan, you've done so many wonderful things. Even if you don't remember them, from my perspective they still happened. You have nothing to feel bad for. I could never hold anything like that against you."

    Homura's arms hold Madoka close. "I don't think you've told me that before, about the stuffed animals. I just know that you liked them. I do enjoy hugging you, and being close to you, so if you're inviting me to do it more often I'm going to take you up on that."

    Homura smiles at Madoka, seeing her enjoyment of the city, and she spends a long time looking into her eyes as Madoka smiles up at her.

    Of course, being the pilot of this flight, Homura also spends a fair amount of time looking up at her surroundings. She has to make sure she doesn't crash into anything. Which is good. It stops her from staring at Madoka for as long as she knows she shouldn't.

    The hat does go flying off. Homura notices it almost immediately, but her arms are full of precious cargo. She can't do a thing about it.

Madoka Kaname has posed:
    If Madoka could read Homura's mind right now she'd probably frown a little at how easily she disregards Takashi's feelings. She could understand her perspective, but one thing that Madoka has a nearly impossible time doing is putting her own feelings above those of someone else to the point of casting the others aside. That probably goes hand in hand with her inability to truly focus all her affection and care towards any single person. The intensity of Homura's feelings allows her to act callously towards people she sees as a threat to Madoka; an intensity Madoka can't actually affix to any single person.

    The here and now is a wonderful experience. Madoka's small figure is made extra soft by the thick layers of clothing, and also all the more warm for it. She doesn't resist being so comfortably held, but rather curls into the hold Homura has on her, seeking out both the comfort and warmth it provides. Her twintails flap in the breeze, one tickling her cheek while the other teases at Homura's face and shoulder, which one exactly depending on which way her head is turned- towards Homura or towards the amazing sight of the city below.

    And all that is before the amazing feeling of flight itself, the feeling of perfect freedom to do what you like and go where you please mixed in with the pure exhilaration of speed and mobility with the slightest tinge of fear. The enjoyment of it is clear on Madoka's face, the girl hardly able to conceal her feelings at the best of times now literally laughing from the excitement of it, unable to stop smiling such that she'll probably have slightly sore cheeks when she wakes up in the morning tomorrow.

    She giggles at Homura's response to her silly admission, "I like them very much! It's not the only reason, but I give them all my unused hugs." Her arms tighten around Homura's neck and she leans up in her arms, snuggling against her for a moment before leaning her head in and nuzzling her cheek against the other girl's playfully, "You can hug me as much as you like, Homura-chan!"

    The fated moment comes. The hat goes flying off of Homura's head. But Madoka had been expecting it, and her arm reaches out and she snatches it out of the air. Then with a peal of giggles she brings it forward and sets it on top of her own head, tugging it down securely over her pigtails to help keep it in place.

    "Now -I'm- the one with the pretty purple hat," she teases playfully, closing her eyes while smiling at Homura.

Homura Akemi has posed:
    The way Madoka would feel about things frustrates Homura a bit, because she knows her well enough to guess at what those feelings are. It doesn't show on her face right now, distracted by she is by the fun they're sharing, but it's something she occasionally thinks about. Even if she recounted to Madoka every last detail of everything that caused Homura to be highly and deeply concerned about Takashi, Homura's pretty sure that Madoka would find much of it very forgivable. Maybe even fixable.

    She should probably tell Madoka that stuff anyways... but... Homura's afraid that, with the way she feels right now, she'd be doing it for very wrong reasons. Besides, she's heaped enough mortal terror on Madoka for one day.

    Homura chuckles now and again as Madoka's pigtails tickle her face. The smiles and enjoyment are welcome sights. Homura wishes that she could make this moment last forever. The thought that she literally could stop time to make the evening last longer doesn't fail to cross her mind. Maybe if she wasn't already burning magic on the flight...

    How much hugging can Homura and Madoka share during a timestopped moment? Homura would like to find out some day. "Then I will. And you can hug me as much as you like. I'll always welcome that from you."

    Homura's hat is caught by the quick and deft hands of Madoka. When Madoka takes the hat and places it on her own head, Homura can't help but smile and laugh."It looks good on you, Madoka-chan."

    Eventually, Homura will have to end this flight. She'll probably end it with dropping Madoka off at home, making sure to retrieve Madoka's shoes from her shield, and also giving another hug, since Madoka is giving her permission.

    Even with its touchier points, Homura has to say that this has been a pretty good day.