[And so she goes down to the Wilderness, wondering what this is, why he's being so mysterious. She's still in a very, very good mood from the entire idea of being alive and having memories and having her brother's dream...at least, she thought it was. The numbers...
Stepping out of the elevator, she noticed the beautiful cast over the sky, but something felt utterly wrong, wrong, wrong, like she should run and leave now...
until she was smaller, so much smaller, flapping her wings-wings? She was light, small, flying around, it was so freeing and wonderful that all thoughts of the wrongness were gone, and the butterfly drifted around, looking for Black. Some sort of cat, he seemed to be.]
[She's coming, but he doesn't know what he's looking for. That sleek body curls around a rock, avoiding the monsters he's incountered already. Wide ears prick upwards at the sight of a butterfly and he slinks down towards the ground at its rare red beauty.
How easy it would be the crush, if he wanted to. His black form isn't hard to spot after a while, and those crimson red unnatural eyes that follow it]
[She sees the panther, and flies towards it questioningly. The eyes, they clue her in. So like Black's. Could it be him? She recalled the entry made by Locket about changing into different things. It would suit him, truly.
She rests on the rock, still watching him for any confirmation.]
[He watches the butterfly and tilts his head in this world, wondering if that is indeed who he thinks it is. He'll pad closer, heavy set paws making a bit of sound upon the ground, as he's not use to such a body]
[They can speak? She wasn't expecting that, but that's an unexpected boon. The voice that does come out is inevitably very quiet, but it works for now.]
And where are you?
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[And so she goes down to the Wilderness, wondering what this is, why he's being so mysterious. She's still in a very, very good mood from the entire idea of being alive and having memories and having her brother's dream...at least, she thought it was. The numbers...
Stepping out of the elevator, she noticed the beautiful cast over the sky, but something felt utterly wrong, wrong, wrong, like she should run and leave now...
until she was smaller, so much smaller, flapping her wings-wings? She was light, small, flying around, it was so freeing and wonderful that all thoughts of the wrongness were gone, and the butterfly drifted around, looking for Black. Some sort of cat, he seemed to be.]
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How easy it would be the crush, if he wanted to. His black form isn't hard to spot after a while, and those crimson red unnatural eyes that follow it]
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She rests on the rock, still watching him for any confirmation.]
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Juliet?
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Black?
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Did you want something?
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You're hiding. Did something really bad happen?
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I don't know. It was just a memory crystal.
[All his hard work to satisfy one boy only to eat his soul. His stomach growled lightly at that notion. Why did he enjoy the thought?]
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[Things tended to run that way, with memories never being hapy frolics in the park, and if Black was hiding, it meant bad things.]
You don't have to share if you don't feel inclined to do so, I just got worried.
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[His ears prick and move, constantly listening for anyone that may be spying. He's moving to lay down somewhere, brooding]
What would you do if you realised more than half of Edensphere can be considered your food?
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