[ Oriko's post to the network does not go unnoticed to Madoka; she listens to it quite a few times, trying to digest what is said and think of how to word all the questions spinning around in her head. although she sits for sometime beside her half-packed bags, she finally stands and leaves the bakery for the streets that lead back to the apartment complex. there isn't any real reason, she thinks, for this... confirmation, perhaps? to know in absolute certainly that there was nothing more they could do? whatever it may be, Madoka knows she has to hear it for herself.
the ground between them was... shaky, for lack of a better (and terribly less kinder) word but Madoka does still trust the other girl in some strange, very odd way. after all, despite whatever might lay between the two of them- Oriko wouldn't lie about something like this.
and so, Madoka glances to her ring and reaches out through her magic. it wasn't uncommon for her to talk with the others in the bakery through their thoughts, but this is the first time she has ever reached out to Oriko like this. still, she searches and searches until finally; ]
september 22nd; closed to oriko
the ground between them was... shaky, for lack of a better (and terribly less kinder) word but Madoka does still trust the other girl in some strange, very odd way. after all, despite whatever might lay between the two of them- Oriko wouldn't lie about something like this.
and so, Madoka glances to her ring and reaches out through her magic. it wasn't uncommon for her to talk with the others in the bakery through their thoughts, but this is the first time she has ever reached out to Oriko like this. still, she searches and searches until finally; ]
Oriko-san?