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It's the price I pay for playing a hotblooded character from the most ridiculously hotblooded world in anime short of GaoGaiGar straight in freaking Puella Magi.
On hindsight, Shinji from NGE would fit right in.))
Hikari knows what she saw: she'd guessed it, really, when she'd looked at the other witch and Sayaka's portrait.
But then, if that's how she's going to end up if she's depressed....like Kyoko....then she will not allow it. It didn't depress her- far from it. It made her harder to put down. Harder to break. Harder to push into despair.
Hope will never die, it would not die. Not while she had something to say about it. Not while she had the power to do something. No, Hikari was determined from that moment on. She would defy fate. She wouldn't let another one of her friends witch out. No more. If she had to punch them all out and give them speeches, so be it. If she had to die for them, so be it. She would change everything.
If she died trying, then she died doing what she could. And if she succeeded, then perhaps there was room in this world for people's hopes.
For now, though, Kyoko really DID need some sense beaten into her skull. Even if she was a giant flaming undead horseman or something.
She pointed her drill at Ophelia.
"YEAH! WE'LL TAKE ON WHATEVER CHALLENGE, WHATEVER OBSTACLE YOU THROW AT US! JUST WHO THE HELL DO YOU THINK WE ARE?!"
