lucetilogs | Dance is more than just an art form, it's an expression of yourself

Who: Duck & Everyone else! [And closed thread for Simon Blackquill]
What: Dancing to try to find a solution
When: After the Luceti University AU
Where: A little into the forest
Summary: Duck has been worried about Mytho and what to do to try to help him, so she's doing the one thing she knows that will help her clear her mind. That's by dancing of course!
Rating: E for everyone bro; Possible Ace Attorney spoilers inside

There had been a lot on Duck's mind for a long time now. It even predated before Fakir came. Ever since she'd gotten to Luceti and learned that Mytho lost his heart shards again, she's been doing the best she could to help get them back again. One by one she found the heart shards, but with signs of the crow starting to appear and his now daily pain, Duck has gotten to be more worried.

She couldn't help but to second guess if what she was doing was right. Should she continue when he was already in pain? She knew she had to, but she was so afraid about what would happen to him. Knowing what happened in the end both helped and scared her even more. What if she didn't have the strength to save him this time? What if she was just causing him more harm. It killed her to think that she could be doing more harm than good. Since Fakir was here now, she could rest a little easier, but she was still very worried. When he had told her about the pain that he felt everyday Duck just wanted to give up and cry because he was in so much pain.

She'd come a long way in the near year that she'd been here, but she couldn't help but feel insecure. Abd then there was Rue who had been irritated that Duck had been mallynapped a while back. 'Do you have any idea the state that Mytho has been in?' rang in her ears. She did know his pain and wanted to make it stop, but it didn't stop her from feeling guilty. She wanted to save him just as much as Rue and Fakir did. She wanted for both Rue and Mytho to be happy and to go back to the story like they were meant to be. And yet she'd grown so accustomed to being a girl again. She would do whatever it took to save Mytho, even return to a duck. She really enjoyed her time as a girl and even though she'd give that time up to save him again, she couldn't help but feel sad that she'd eventually lose the chance to do a lot of things around here. All of the wonderful friends and people she'd met here she wouldn't be able to talk to physically anymore.

She was just a duck, but part of her didn't want to go back to being just a duck. In the end she would take her fate as should be. So in order to clear her mind and try to figure out ways to save Mytho, she found herself practicing ballet again, trying to dance to get her mind off of all the negative aspects. Dancing always made her feel the most calm and even if she wasn't graceful or talented as a girl, what mattered was that she felt more at ease. She could have easly changed into Princess Tutu and danced gracefully and amazingly like a real princess, but she wanted to rely on her own strength rather than turning to Princess Tutu for strength all the time. If she could solve some issues on her own without using Princess Tutu, that was what she thought would be wonderful. She wanted to improve and do things on her own without any help if she could get away with it.

So while she was lost in thought, she danced clumsily in the forest. Her steps had been off every now and then and she was out of state occasionally. She may not have been as talented as Rue, Princess Kraehe, or Princess Tutu in this state, but her dancing had it's own sort of gracefulness underneath all of the clumsy steps.

Threaded | Flat

[Sokka's out in the woods all the time, and now that the event is over he almost makes a habit of it. However, usually when he's out in the woods it's for the task of hunting small, cute critters to put food on the table or to provide the convenience store with freshly caught meat. However, today Sokka doesn't appear to be doing any hunting. He's not even making any attempt to be stealthy. He's just wandering through the woods on his own, minding his own business and full well not expecting anyone to be out tonight.

In an effort to distract himself, he was whistling a tune (and not entirely on key) as he wanders through the woods.]

[Closed for Simon]

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