[Megumi Shinsetsu]

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[attr="class","really"] [attr="class","exhausted"]Happenstance Meeting [attr="class","rhythm"] "Please Do Not Fear The Reaper, Nor Her Envoy For Their Job; For We Are The Soul's Keepers, The Kind Danse Macabre." The words were uttered as the air grew cold, the tall woman's skin grew dark and black.  Her skeletal structure underneath would start to illuminate and shine through her skin, her body and makeup manifesting and modifying the clothes on her body.  A well trained smile held upon her face, as Megumi had transformed into the Prophet of Kindness herself.  Borrowing her Lady's visage and using the name bequeathed upon her, Mercy had been going for nightly strolls as her Lady Kindness' face. Making nightly strolls through the semi-safe sections of Tokyo Bay, Mercy sought to improve upon her body's capabilities.  This blessing that Lady Kindness bestowed upon her was still one that needed time and effort to appropriately hold, as even holding this form was super draining.  Such quirk trainings became hard to explain within her family's household, as Mercy was very much aware of how repugnant her parents can get if their own priestess of a daughter strayed away from the message of their sect.  Last time Mercy had brought the topic up, her parents had taken it upon themselves to destroy her laptop; claiming that the internet was filling her head with foul ideas before returning to lounging in front of the television to absorb whatever garbage without any critical thought.  She knew for a fact that there would be hell to pay if their world-view was shattered from gazing upon Mercy's newly borrowed form. Nonetheless, she made nightly strolls and would speak well with whatever locals remained awake during the twilight hours.  Even running into a hero or two that were curious about her appearance, but couldn't disprove that this was her natural state of appearance.  Turning inland as she was about finished for the day, her ears would catch something rather dreadful.  The sound of a sickening splatter against the pavement, along with a howl of agony.  Mercy would hasten her even, practiced pace as she turned a corner into an alleyway.  The appearance of a businessman was barely illuminated within the dingy alley, a leg bent in a manner it wasn't supposed to and dread ever so present on his face. "Why did I have to land on my feet, it would've ended if-," The grief stricken business man would holler out loud, definitely going through some shock as bones were sticking out of his legs and him bleeding out.  His voice would continue out in a rather wrought state, and Mercy would soon approach him. "There there, lost soul," Mercy would gently approach the rather startled businessman, who in his surprise was rather frightened by the macabre appearance of the tall woman.  However, Mercy was faster than that of a crawling, injured man.  Closing the distance, she would crouch and place a hand on his wound, as she allowed her Soul Energy pass into his leg.  The man soon realized his pain was gone.  "There, there.  I suppose you attempted to end your life?"  A meek nod from the businessman would only allow Mercy to continue, "Then allow me to grace your final moments with comfort.  Whatever woes that caused you to such means, just know that such pain will fade in the afterlife.  You'll find peace and comfort for the rest of Eternity in the good graces of Kindness." Positioning him around, she would sit right behind him and let the frightened man sit on her lap.  Letting him rest on her body as he continued to bleed out, doing her best to grant him comfort in these final moments with a genuine human's touch and Kindness. (tagged)⏤ Kysaly

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