[ there are a lot of people she can think of that would play a prank on her, honestly....
ereshkigal could never look uncool and pathetic in front of her, though. she KNOWS uncool and pathetic ok. even her journaling is more relatable than anything. she shouldn't read it but the ocular decides to do the translating for her automatically!! before she realizes, she's read the first line of a personal entry before quickly setting it down. it's not like her to read inner, personal thoughts. without permission.
that's yato's thing. who had read her journal once upon a time, too. it was what spurred him to -
to go after his father. and for her to chase after him. and
things get blurry after that. ]
It...! Must take a while, though. And there are so many. You're so dedicated in everything you do... [ over some time, she starts to relax again. she didn't read anything too embarrassing. just that she was in a park alone for a bit. hiyori doesn't know if she knows anybody that works as hard as ereshkigal. in everything. what can she do but want to cheer her on and praise her?? ]
I also journal. I've been doing it since I was a kid. On paper. I've been thinking of copying it all down into digital storage, though. You know, just in case it gets lost or something.
[ like her KEYS. with the tablets respectfully set aside, she starts searching a cabinet. mindful of what's inside, but being thorough. ]
Let's see. If I was Ereshkigal and had a second set of keys, where would I put them...?
[ if she were half-ayakashi, she could maybe sniff them out if they had a trace of divinity on them. hah. like a bloodhound. ]
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ereshkigal could never look uncool and pathetic in front of her, though. she KNOWS uncool and pathetic ok. even her journaling is more relatable than anything. she shouldn't read it but the ocular decides to do the translating for her automatically!! before she realizes, she's read the first line of a personal entry before quickly setting it down. it's not like her to read inner, personal thoughts. without permission.
that's yato's thing. who had read her journal once upon a time, too. it was what spurred him to -
to go after his father. and for her to chase after him. and
things get blurry after that. ]
It...! Must take a while, though. And there are so many. You're so dedicated in everything you do... [ over some time, she starts to relax again. she didn't read anything too embarrassing. just that she was in a park alone for a bit. hiyori doesn't know if she knows anybody that works as hard as ereshkigal. in everything. what can she do but want to cheer her on and praise her?? ]
I also journal. I've been doing it since I was a kid. On paper. I've been thinking of copying it all down into digital storage, though. You know, just in case it gets lost or something.
[ like her KEYS. with the tablets respectfully set aside, she starts searching a cabinet. mindful of what's inside, but being thorough. ]
Let's see. If I was Ereshkigal and had a second set of keys, where would I put them...?
[ if she were half-ayakashi, she could maybe sniff them out if they had a trace of divinity on them. hah. like a bloodhound. ]