SUPEROOC: Right, so I've written some other stuff, yet it isn't all of the linear timeline. I have a story, and these are some bits of it from one character's thoughts. It may be before, after or during the main show.
OOC: Um, right right! This isn't that long, i don't think, and the end bit of the fight is a bit rushed. I just wanted to introduce two characters that I use a bit without feeling scared to death. Okay, here we go ♥
Fraulein Lilie
"Ashes, ashes, they all fall down~"
"Am I interrupting you, Miss Lily?" A woman in simple garb projected her voice across the valley of lilies. She began to walk down, her white dress brushing against the flowers, which rustled to its touch. Her eyes were fixed upon the singer, who seemed to have ignored her entirely. The rest of her features were mostly hidden, as long raiment covered her mouth and shoulders, and a bowler hat atop her head kept most of her chestnut hair hidden. Her arms, however, were bare, revealing her pale skin. It was certainly not a deathly white, but one could tell she didn't get much sun. Her boots traipsed downwards, crushing the flora in their wake. The cloth wrapped tighter, its flower print clinging to her. It almost looked lifelike, as if it had grown straight from the fabric. A few feet away, the rustling stopped, and her mouth opened again. "Or should I be calling you by your actual name, Katie?"
The singing stopped.
"..." The other girl had closed her mouth, recognizing the word. She got up from her spot, which had looked to be the only pace she had sat for a very long time. Under Miss Lilie was simply matted grass, nothing else. She stood a little shorter than this new woman, a few inches, give or take. Miss Lilie was similarly covered up, but in different places. She wore a blank shirt without sleeves, donned with a wilted, purple flower at its center. Underneath was a moss-coloured dress, and similar boots to the other woman. She actually did, however, wear sleeves; they simply were not attached to the shirt. They were purple in color, and completely covered her hands and the majority of her arms. Miss Lilie stared.
"You took the baby away." The words were forced, and her voiced cracked a bit as they came. She cleared her throat, and continued. "That is the valley's baby." Miss Lilie did not break her gaze with the woman.
"Wow, you still remember, Katie. I can't say I've come to return it to you," She gestured to her cloth, which uncoiled itself and ran down her arm, revealing her face. "It is mine. That, however, is not why I'm here. You see-"
"That is the valley's baby." Miss Lilie spoke again, more forcefully than before. She took a step towards this intruder, and her arm reached for the
other. The woman quickly retreated, and smiled a little, sadly, in a way.
"I've come to save you, Katie. Don't you remember me?" She finished her sentence, and kept her smile on. She slowly took a step closer to Miss Lilie, who remained tense, and hostility shined in her eyes. Her gaze wavered a second, and her arm faltered, as Miss Lilie wracked her head for any other memory. Her eyes snapped back into focus, and she glared at the stranger, who no longer seemed so strange.
"...Odette." It was all she remembered of the woman. It had been so long ago; it was surprising Miss Lilie could recall that much. She looked at Odette's cloth, and her eyes focused upon the violet flower decorated on it. "That is the valley's baby. You broke it." Her arm, yet again, reached for the other.
Odette took another step back; this was not going as well as she had hoped. However, she needed to help her friend, and had finally met the person who could maybe do something about it. She tried again. "Katie, why don't you come with me? There are a lot of places that are much more fun than this boring old field. There's somebody I want you to meet." She put the smile on her face one last time, and hoped Katie, not Miss Lilie, would hear her.
Miss Lilie was not swayed, and Katie was too far gone to hear her, either way. Instead, Miss Lilie grabbed the sleeve on her arm, and removed it, throwing it into the field. Her arm, revealed, was discolored, as if it had died. It showed it was working perfectly fine, however, as it drew towards
Odette in the manner of a fist. Odette's smile turned into a frown, and raised her arm to protect herself. Miss Lilie grinned, but it turned into a face of confusion as her arm met cloth, the very same from earlier, that had switched arms and swiftly flowed up to her to protect its owner from the blow. Miss Lilie grunted, and her confusion turned to shock as the cloth remained before her. Odette smiled.
"You can't hurt your babies, no matter how much you want to. That, Katie, is why I refuse to return it to you." The flower print on the cloth shimmered, and Miss Lilie retracted her arm, looking away. In her eyes, this Odette was now a monster. How dare she take her child, and more so, use it in...that! She would not be forgiven. Miss Lilie removed the other sleeve, revealing an arm identical to the other, and threw the cloth into the field. She stood there for a second, thinking. In looking through Katie, Miss Lilie recalled that Odette was ultimately defensive. It would not be easy to break her guard. With that in mind, Miss Lilie kicked at some flowers around her with a sweep of the leg, sending all sorts of nectar and pollen flying. It made an odd, murky haze when it came in contact with whatever the flower at her chest was spewing outwards. Miss Lilie leaned forward and blew on it, causing it to travel towards Odette.
Odette's eyes widened, and in response the garment traveled up her neck and wrapped tightly around her nose and mouth. She could still breathe, which was good and bad. Odette was aware that Katie's poison could be anything, from something that will induce pain upon inhaling, or it could be meant to mess up her vision. Luckily, it wasn't the latter, as it had seemed she had predicted the outcome correctly. In response, Odette plucked three needles hidden in the seams of her hat out. Burning, burning heat was its essence, and Odette deftly twirled them in her fingers before she threw the small, thin steel wires at her foe. Miss Lilie quickly sidestepped to the right, taking care not to step on her flowers. All the same, the needles managed to graze her hair, while one went through her dress, singing it and her hair as Miss Lilie felt the heat as they whizzed past. Putting a hand to her hand, she almost missed Odette running up at her. The taller, advancing woman held more thin metals between her fingers, curled up in a fist. Miss Lilie's eyes widened in shock as the needles plunged right into her stomach.
The freezing cold spread up and around the smaller girl's body, and it seemed as if frost formed at her fingertips. It didn't hurt, though it was terribly cold. Miss Lilie wondered where this murderer had travelled before ripping the needles out. Crimson formed around the wound, but was covered and wrapped tightly by two firm-looking vines that sprouted from the flower at her chest. Odette's teeth formed in the form of a tch. She should have expected it wouldn't be that easy, this was where the violet flower flourished most. It wouldn't be that implausible for it to have enough strength to rapidly grow in the poison fields it held its host under. Her cloth shifted around her mouth, as if it, too, was troubled. Miss Lilie stared. "Are we done fighting?" Odette ventured to say, continuing to coax her with words such as, "I'm sure you don't
want to get hurt." She wished desperately that she would not have to continue to destroy her friend. She needed to take her while still conscious; the parasite would not show mercy when it gained complete control. Miss Lilie's mouth twitched, as if to mock her for asking such a question. The flower's poisons drifted out, flowing to the girl's hand. It wrapped around, causing the skin to become bright red. Odette, however, wasn't prepared for the resounding smack across her arm. It stung a little, but then Odette leapt back, seeing that the crimson acidic substance eat right through her sleeve. Miss Lilie grinned, and with the realization that she held an advantage now, gave chase, both arms positively glowing with that blood red shade.
Odette may do best defensively, but she knew she couldn't do much when the enemy could literally burn it away. She briefly wondered what it was - her cloth can survive stabbing, ice, electricity. It even came out of fire unscathed! This, however, wasn't the pressing issue of the day. She was assigned to take Katie-no, Miss Lilie back. She couldn't start thinking of what she was now. Odette gritted her teeth, sidestepping a slap to the face. However unsafe it was, the most logical thing to do would be to knock her out, then subdue the parasite. She fingered her hat for the right needle, ducking from an outstretched arm, then rolling over some spider lilies to avoid a crushing blow. Plucking a thin one from her hat, she decided it would be best to stick it right at the parasitic flower, so it would possibly work, too. Her cloth unwrapped itself from her face, and Odette dodged an incoming punch and rolled behind Miss Lilie to avoid a retaliation in the form of a misty purple cloud. She delivered a resounding smack to Miss Lilie's head, deftly handling her cloth to pull the younger girl towards Odette so the flower was in clear view as she fell,
unconscious. She was still young; it hadn't taken much to knock her out. The pressing problem was made aware as the flower at Miss Lilie's chest seemed to bloom, and several odd plant-like tendrils burst from around her.
Odette was not one to stick around for this, however, and shoved the needle right in the flower's apex. It took a moment, and Odette was briefly
worried that she had simple enraged the flower as roots rose from underneath her feet and gripped her. That was not, however, the case, as they slackened and lazily fell to the ground. Odette allowed herself a sigh of relief. She knelt down to the sleeping girl's face, and brushed a stray hair out of her eyes. She reached under her, and quietly lifted her up. Katie wasn't that heavy; after five years, she still weighed exactly the same.
"I'm going to help you, Katie, I swear." With those last words, and a final look upon the field, Odette followed the setting sun. Maybe she could catch a train back. However it happened, she fiercely hoped Katie would not awaken; not for a while yet.
OOC: ...Oh dear, I knew this was too short! :<
OOC: Um, right right! This isn't that long, i don't think, and the end bit of the fight is a bit rushed. I just wanted to introduce two characters that I use a bit without feeling scared to death. Okay, here we go ♥
Fraulein Lilie
"Ashes, ashes, they all fall down~"
"Am I interrupting you, Miss Lily?" A woman in simple garb projected her voice across the valley of lilies. She began to walk down, her white dress brushing against the flowers, which rustled to its touch. Her eyes were fixed upon the singer, who seemed to have ignored her entirely. The rest of her features were mostly hidden, as long raiment covered her mouth and shoulders, and a bowler hat atop her head kept most of her chestnut hair hidden. Her arms, however, were bare, revealing her pale skin. It was certainly not a deathly white, but one could tell she didn't get much sun. Her boots traipsed downwards, crushing the flora in their wake. The cloth wrapped tighter, its flower print clinging to her. It almost looked lifelike, as if it had grown straight from the fabric. A few feet away, the rustling stopped, and her mouth opened again. "Or should I be calling you by your actual name, Katie?"
The singing stopped.
"..." The other girl had closed her mouth, recognizing the word. She got up from her spot, which had looked to be the only pace she had sat for a very long time. Under Miss Lilie was simply matted grass, nothing else. She stood a little shorter than this new woman, a few inches, give or take. Miss Lilie was similarly covered up, but in different places. She wore a blank shirt without sleeves, donned with a wilted, purple flower at its center. Underneath was a moss-coloured dress, and similar boots to the other woman. She actually did, however, wear sleeves; they simply were not attached to the shirt. They were purple in color, and completely covered her hands and the majority of her arms. Miss Lilie stared.
"You took the baby away." The words were forced, and her voiced cracked a bit as they came. She cleared her throat, and continued. "That is the valley's baby." Miss Lilie did not break her gaze with the woman.
"Wow, you still remember, Katie. I can't say I've come to return it to you," She gestured to her cloth, which uncoiled itself and ran down her arm, revealing her face. "It is mine. That, however, is not why I'm here. You see-"
"That is the valley's baby." Miss Lilie spoke again, more forcefully than before. She took a step towards this intruder, and her arm reached for the
other. The woman quickly retreated, and smiled a little, sadly, in a way.
"I've come to save you, Katie. Don't you remember me?" She finished her sentence, and kept her smile on. She slowly took a step closer to Miss Lilie, who remained tense, and hostility shined in her eyes. Her gaze wavered a second, and her arm faltered, as Miss Lilie wracked her head for any other memory. Her eyes snapped back into focus, and she glared at the stranger, who no longer seemed so strange.
"...Odette." It was all she remembered of the woman. It had been so long ago; it was surprising Miss Lilie could recall that much. She looked at Odette's cloth, and her eyes focused upon the violet flower decorated on it. "That is the valley's baby. You broke it." Her arm, yet again, reached for the other.
Odette took another step back; this was not going as well as she had hoped. However, she needed to help her friend, and had finally met the person who could maybe do something about it. She tried again. "Katie, why don't you come with me? There are a lot of places that are much more fun than this boring old field. There's somebody I want you to meet." She put the smile on her face one last time, and hoped Katie, not Miss Lilie, would hear her.
Miss Lilie was not swayed, and Katie was too far gone to hear her, either way. Instead, Miss Lilie grabbed the sleeve on her arm, and removed it, throwing it into the field. Her arm, revealed, was discolored, as if it had died. It showed it was working perfectly fine, however, as it drew towards
Odette in the manner of a fist. Odette's smile turned into a frown, and raised her arm to protect herself. Miss Lilie grinned, but it turned into a face of confusion as her arm met cloth, the very same from earlier, that had switched arms and swiftly flowed up to her to protect its owner from the blow. Miss Lilie grunted, and her confusion turned to shock as the cloth remained before her. Odette smiled.
"You can't hurt your babies, no matter how much you want to. That, Katie, is why I refuse to return it to you." The flower print on the cloth shimmered, and Miss Lilie retracted her arm, looking away. In her eyes, this Odette was now a monster. How dare she take her child, and more so, use it in...that! She would not be forgiven. Miss Lilie removed the other sleeve, revealing an arm identical to the other, and threw the cloth into the field. She stood there for a second, thinking. In looking through Katie, Miss Lilie recalled that Odette was ultimately defensive. It would not be easy to break her guard. With that in mind, Miss Lilie kicked at some flowers around her with a sweep of the leg, sending all sorts of nectar and pollen flying. It made an odd, murky haze when it came in contact with whatever the flower at her chest was spewing outwards. Miss Lilie leaned forward and blew on it, causing it to travel towards Odette.
Odette's eyes widened, and in response the garment traveled up her neck and wrapped tightly around her nose and mouth. She could still breathe, which was good and bad. Odette was aware that Katie's poison could be anything, from something that will induce pain upon inhaling, or it could be meant to mess up her vision. Luckily, it wasn't the latter, as it had seemed she had predicted the outcome correctly. In response, Odette plucked three needles hidden in the seams of her hat out. Burning, burning heat was its essence, and Odette deftly twirled them in her fingers before she threw the small, thin steel wires at her foe. Miss Lilie quickly sidestepped to the right, taking care not to step on her flowers. All the same, the needles managed to graze her hair, while one went through her dress, singing it and her hair as Miss Lilie felt the heat as they whizzed past. Putting a hand to her hand, she almost missed Odette running up at her. The taller, advancing woman held more thin metals between her fingers, curled up in a fist. Miss Lilie's eyes widened in shock as the needles plunged right into her stomach.
The freezing cold spread up and around the smaller girl's body, and it seemed as if frost formed at her fingertips. It didn't hurt, though it was terribly cold. Miss Lilie wondered where this murderer had travelled before ripping the needles out. Crimson formed around the wound, but was covered and wrapped tightly by two firm-looking vines that sprouted from the flower at her chest. Odette's teeth formed in the form of a tch. She should have expected it wouldn't be that easy, this was where the violet flower flourished most. It wouldn't be that implausible for it to have enough strength to rapidly grow in the poison fields it held its host under. Her cloth shifted around her mouth, as if it, too, was troubled. Miss Lilie stared. "Are we done fighting?" Odette ventured to say, continuing to coax her with words such as, "I'm sure you don't
want to get hurt." She wished desperately that she would not have to continue to destroy her friend. She needed to take her while still conscious; the parasite would not show mercy when it gained complete control. Miss Lilie's mouth twitched, as if to mock her for asking such a question. The flower's poisons drifted out, flowing to the girl's hand. It wrapped around, causing the skin to become bright red. Odette, however, wasn't prepared for the resounding smack across her arm. It stung a little, but then Odette leapt back, seeing that the crimson acidic substance eat right through her sleeve. Miss Lilie grinned, and with the realization that she held an advantage now, gave chase, both arms positively glowing with that blood red shade.
Odette may do best defensively, but she knew she couldn't do much when the enemy could literally burn it away. She briefly wondered what it was - her cloth can survive stabbing, ice, electricity. It even came out of fire unscathed! This, however, wasn't the pressing issue of the day. She was assigned to take Katie-no, Miss Lilie back. She couldn't start thinking of what she was now. Odette gritted her teeth, sidestepping a slap to the face. However unsafe it was, the most logical thing to do would be to knock her out, then subdue the parasite. She fingered her hat for the right needle, ducking from an outstretched arm, then rolling over some spider lilies to avoid a crushing blow. Plucking a thin one from her hat, she decided it would be best to stick it right at the parasitic flower, so it would possibly work, too. Her cloth unwrapped itself from her face, and Odette dodged an incoming punch and rolled behind Miss Lilie to avoid a retaliation in the form of a misty purple cloud. She delivered a resounding smack to Miss Lilie's head, deftly handling her cloth to pull the younger girl towards Odette so the flower was in clear view as she fell,
unconscious. She was still young; it hadn't taken much to knock her out. The pressing problem was made aware as the flower at Miss Lilie's chest seemed to bloom, and several odd plant-like tendrils burst from around her.
Odette was not one to stick around for this, however, and shoved the needle right in the flower's apex. It took a moment, and Odette was briefly
worried that she had simple enraged the flower as roots rose from underneath her feet and gripped her. That was not, however, the case, as they slackened and lazily fell to the ground. Odette allowed herself a sigh of relief. She knelt down to the sleeping girl's face, and brushed a stray hair out of her eyes. She reached under her, and quietly lifted her up. Katie wasn't that heavy; after five years, she still weighed exactly the same.
"I'm going to help you, Katie, I swear." With those last words, and a final look upon the field, Odette followed the setting sun. Maybe she could catch a train back. However it happened, she fiercely hoped Katie would not awaken; not for a while yet.
OOC: ...Oh dear, I knew this was too short! :<
