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The appearance of this person was very nostalgic. Madoka felt many warm feelings when she saw this person, remembered very warm memories.

“Hello there. My name is Kaname Madoka. But you can just call me Madoka. If you need any help then feel free to ask for my assistance.”

“Kaname Madoka-san-“The name invoked a sense of warmth in Homura. When she saw that pink hair, those perfectly toned hues, she felt suddenly at-home and comforted. This was the girl she’d dedicated her life to protecting- no, she was different, though she was still distinctly Madoka. She’d been told a little of the merging of the timelines; was this Madoka’s older self? Her hair was longer, and she was missing her pretty red hair-ribbons.

“Are you… are you from a different timeline?” It felt odd and uncomfortable to ask such a ridiculous question, but she doubted few things in the world were impossible anymore. She could, after all, control time herself, and others had extraordinary abilities of different varieties. Magic wasn’t bound by logic.

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-Blinkblink- You- you really think so?

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homuraakemi:

She reached into her purse-sized messenger bag and pulled out a pair of red glasses. Something she kept to herself as a memento ever since she took them off. Though she forbade herself to wear them until now, which she could easily look back and use them once more only in certain rare cases. The other ebony believed this version of herself to be the cool and stoic Akemi Homura, but she wasn’t exactly right in her perception, as she ditched her cold and cool attitude for the better…

Taking the red pair of glasses, she placed them on her eyes…

“Indeed I am.”
Responding, with a low tone, as her purple hues trailed themselves into the other’s eyes.

Homura could see the resemblance between her and the girl in front of her even more clearly once she donned her glasses. She removed her own pair and stared ahead at the world- indeed, her vision was too blurry to continue. She quickly replaced the glasses on her face.

“How is this possible?” She asked, awe-stricken and confused. “Did I do something wrong? Am I dreaming?” Homura lowered a hand to her arm and pinched herself, wincing at the pain. Nothing in her surroundings changed because of it.

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sayakavonseckendorff:

Offering a vague yet polite smile, Sayaka extended her arm to the stranger and placed her free arm on her hips. Despite her hostility towards the ebony she was more familiar with, somewhere in the deepest fathoms of her mind, she might be able to find an acquaintance in this Homura. It was worth the risk. The azure refused to have yet another enemy burdening her shoulders. After all, she had a sufficient amount of fiends in her own timeline to fret over.

“Don’t sweat it! You seem to be alright. I’m laboring under the assumption that you’re not completely aware of the merging of the timelines?”

“You must be the Homura Akemi prior to Madoka being a normal schoolgirl. I must concede to the fact that I like this Homura better than the revised one. Anyway, I hail from a timeline a little after yours. Sooner or later, you might meet your future self somewhere…”

Homura glanced from Sayaka’s eyes to the hand she’d extended and back once more before reluctantly taking it. She shook her hand limply and then drew back. “Oh- okay.” She breathed a small sigh of relief at Sayaka’s reassurance, though she still couldn’t figure out why she’d been called a snob in the first place.

The phrase “merging of the timelines” caught Homura by surprise, and her eyes widened considerably. “What? Timelines? What happened?” She almost stumbled over her words. “Did I do something wrong?” That inquiry was directed inward; she sometimes worried that she’d trigger something irreversible by messing with time as she did. Even then, she couldn’t regret it; she’d been saved by Madoka too many times, and she wanted to protect her in return more than anything. “Oh no- what happened?” Homura repeated frantically, glancing around herself.

“Revised one?” Homura paused, frowning in bewilderment. She didn’t fully understand anything Sayaka was saying, and she waited for her to explain herself.

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kyouko-sakura:

“Heh, not so much that t’s wrong, but I don’t need ‘th cheap formality from th likes of ya’!” Truthfully, the crimson would feel a little flustered whenever someone spoke to her so formally- not that she would ever admit such a thing. “Just stick ta’ Kyouko will ya? “Sakura-san” sounds like you’re callin’ my mother or somethin’”

Though it seemed a bit odd, Homura often found that her formalities weren’t taken so well. She nodded mutely and agreed. “Sorry… er- Kyoko-san. Is that better?” She pressed her hand to her chest and shifted uncomfortably in place again. Kyoko was a Magi she knew little about; she was from a different town, and Homura hadn’t learned enough about her to base a solid opinion on yet.

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homuraakemi:

Was it the question of nostalgia that bothered her? Or perhaps her own shadowistic past? It was without a doubt, that this would indeed happen someday. The ebony was always pondering when would this day ever come? Yet how would she ever share words with the one who she called herself…

It was something she left behind, with her own ribbons and glasses. Yet, it seems like it came back to haunt her? No, perhaps a self reclamation by the goddess?

“…….”

Homura stared at herself with wide eyes. It was as though she was looking in a mirror- but the girl in front of her wasn’t quite the same. She had the same features, but she possessed an air of dignity. She was far cooler than Homura thought was possible for a weakling like her; in essence, she was somebody Homura had always dreamed of being.

Another possibility came to mind: what if she’d messed around with time too much and inadvertantly created antother form of herself?! It would certainly explain the confusion most of her friends seemed to have regarding her appearance.

Hesitantly, Homura spoke: “You- are you… me?” It seemed like an odd thing to ask, but she didn’t take it back.

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sayakavonseckendorff:

“H-Homura…?”

Stifling a laugh increasing within her, the blue magi gazed at the unknown creature before her. She was certainly aware of the combining of the timelines, yet didn’t realize that the ebony underwent some major changes in the midst of her travels through the barrels of time.

“I’ll say, you sure look different! I sure hope your crucial appearance change affected your snooty, monotone personality as well.”

Homura took a step back at Sayaka’s greeting. “Er- yes, it’s me.” Even though she was Madoka’s best friend, Miki had always been her least favorite Magi, but she’d never voice that concern. Several of her friends had been inquiring about her appearance, and she had no clue why. Self-consciously, she twirled the ends of her right braid. “Why do you think I look different? I mean… have I been doing something differently? Is there something on my face?” She touched her fingers to her pink cheeks. “Snooty? Ah- I’m really sorry if you think of me like that!” She bowed lightly, trying and failing not to have her feelings hurt.

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kyouko-sakura:

What the- this Homura seemed like a whole different person, much different from the cool and collected Ebony that Kyouko was used to. “Oi, you’re actin’ like Pinky! Heh, I’d thought I’d drop in ta’ say hello~.” Kyouko’s teasing nature started surfacing as she spoke. “Did I hear ya’ call me Sakura-san?~”

“Pinky?” Homura repeated, confused for a moment by the nickname. She quickly assumed Kyoko was talking about their pink-haired comrade. “You mean Kaname-san?” Her eyes shifted to the ground nervously. She wasn’t sure why Kyoko was pointing out her demeanor when she hadn’t changed anything; the whole situation was bewildering. “Well, yes… is that wrong?” Homura flushed with embarrassment.

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scarletknightkyouko:

“Homura…..? The hell? What’s up with the glasses and braids? Did someone dare ya to dress like that?”

Yes, Kyouko knew of the combining of the many timelines and all, expecting doubles, but she would have never expected to see a double of Homura that was just so….. different. She looked like she had less confidence and seemed more reserved in the unsure way rather than the “cool” way as many of the other magis have put it. Was she looking at the past or future?

“W-What? Dare?” Homura turned to face Kyoko, frowning at her uncertainly. “Why? Does it look weird?” Her cheeks flushed self-consciously, and she shifted in place. She’d always dressed in braids and glasses, and she didn’t see why the girl would question it now. Homura was still unaware that Madoka had merged the timelines.

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kyouko-sakura:

“Yo’-….Homura? That you?” The Homura that stood before her was not like the ones she had seen before. Kyouko had known that Madoka’s multiple timelines would mean that a few things would be different but this was… unexpected to say the least.

Homura turned upon hearing her name called to face a vaguely familiar red-haired girl. “Ah, yes- uh-” She stuttered, trying to think of a name, and finally blurted out, “Sakura-san!” She nodded quickly, hoping Kyoko hadn’t noticed her blunder. “What is it… ah, I mean, do you need something?”

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