I never thought that I would fall like that. Never knew that I could hurt this bad. [Active, Open]
Character(s): Nana, and anyone who wouldn’t mind going out of their way to help her.
Content: In the middle of adjusting to move with her prosthetic arms and legs, a lost and lonely Diclonius child arrives to Paixao.
Setting: Muspelheim Gates
Time: Mid-week 27, late afternoon
Warnings: This post might compel you to want to give her a hug.
When Papa had finished speaking to her, through that strange little box on the side of her stranger looking bed, Nana sat there and stared at it. The little red light had stopped blinking on and off. It was just off now. This was nothing like a regular bed. She knew that. It had to have been made just for her.
“Papa?” She waited a moment, but she did not hear his voice. “Papa, where should I go? If I have to go far away...” Confused, afraid, and feeling so alone, this young Diclonius saw a lot of water to her left. To her right, the ground looked so shiny, but she didn’t keep her gaze on it. The sun hurt her eyes a little as she took her time to see her new surroundings.
“Papa. Are you still there?” After more silence, she breathed out a sad sigh, realizing the truth; she couldn’t speak to him or go look for him right now, no matter how much she wanted to. He had left Nana some instructions, and expected her to follow them. Nana was told to be a good girl, and she wanted to stay a good girl, stay as his good girl. Papa had helped her get away, and wanted to keep her safe-so, that had to mean...she wasn’t useless. He didn’t see her as useless.
He still loved her, and wanted her to live!
As tears began to well up in her pink eyes, she felt herself smile a little. She couldn’t have felt more relieved, and grateful to Papa for wanting her to be safe.
Nana moved to get out of the bed she woke up in. She wasn’t to go back to the facility, he said. He wanted her to go far away...and hide? Was that what she was supposed to do? Hide from the doctors, the only other people she knew?
The two tears streaming down her innocent face were soon forgotten as she swung her legs over to the side. Her black shoes were flat on the shiny ground. Knowing she had to go live peacefully somewhere else, she knew she had to stand up and move across the ground. It was so different and strange, but that didn’t bother her. Not at all.
She stood up with ease, feeling her new arms and legs attached to her body-but with less feeling. Unlike before, she couldn’t feel the warm light on her arms and legs. She could feel the day’s warmth on her face and through her black and white dress. Also, Nana felt the strap of her brown handbag on one of her shoulders. It was slung over diagonally across her body. The bag part itself she could feel the light weight right next to her left hip, so she supposed all that was enough. Papa’s instructions were still clearly present in her head. She needed to get far away from here, so the doctors won’t be able to find her.
Carefully, she moved one step forward-no problem. She moved her other leg just as slowly. Then another step. And another. From her body weight, she could tell that this ground was soft. Her feet sunk into it a little, in which made her flinch. That’s all it took for her right leg to come loose. Nana fell forward, her arms out front to catch herself before her face could sink into the ground. The new leg that was once attached had fallen inches away from the rest of her body.
Her heart began to beat a little faster as she looked over her shoulder at it. “Oh no,” Nana whispered. She quietly told herself not to worry as she took her time to turn herself over. Papa wouldn’t leave her in a dangerous place like this, someplace in which she could be so easily killed. But the outside world he said wasn’t a very safe place, right?
The facility wasn’t going to be any safer if she returned there. The doctors wouldn’t feel the same way Papa had. Going back meant getting herself killed. With that bitter and frightening truth in mind, she knew there was no other choice. Papa must have known this too.
She picked up her leg with both hands, and pushed it back onto where it fell off. It slid into place with a little click. “So that’s what I have to do,” she murmured to herself. “Just push it in when it comes off...” If it worked like that with her legs, then Papa must have thought it could work the same way with her arms.
Nana stayed on her hands and knees a moment, surprised that she hadn’t sunk all the way into the shiny ground by now. Because she thought it was unsafe. She moved her hand through it. She could barely feel the ground as she grabbed and lifted some of it up. Dirt. This was some kind of shiny dirt. Nana knew about dirt, because she had asked Papa why the ground looked so different outside from inside the place she called home. Yesterday was her first time in the outside world, when she had to go look for...
Lucy. She tore off her old arms and legs and didn’t apologize to Nana for it. No, she didn’t feel sorry at all. It was Lucy’s fault that this was happening! Nana felt sure about that, as she felt sure of herself. If Lucy hadn’t been such a bad girl to run away, she wouldn’t have put Papa and Nana in so much trouble.
“Forget about Lucy,” Nana recalled Papa saying to her. After she got away again, when the doctors were wrapping her bloody body with clean bandages, she had asked and even pleaded to him if she could go back out there, with help this time. She wanted a second chance to bring Lucy to him. Papa said no. He told her not to worry, and that it wouldn’t be much longer until she was either brought back or killed.
That little swell of anger felt inside of her, she tried to stop it from growing. Nana was to be a good girl for him. She wasn’t told to fight anyone. She was told to go far away from what she knew. And she would try her best to follow everything he told her just a minute ago.
“What if I see her again,” she wondered, worried. “Should I run away from her too, Papa?” What if she wouldn’t fail to stop her by then? Wouldn’t Papa be proud? Nana knew he would. Next time, she wouldn’t show Lucy any mercy. She’d tear Lucy apart the same way she tore her apart, without shame or guilt. Nana would use her vectors, the arms and hands only Diclonii would have, and teach that bad girl a lesson!
“You seem very comfortable with that experimental equipment of yours.”
“Forget about Lucy. Please, don’t punish yourself... I’ll handle her. Don’t worry, Nana.” She remembered how soft and reassuring Papa sounded. He was also mad, not at Nana, but at Lucy, because she would never listen to him...
“I can’t forget about her.” The words just slipped out, and Nana almost wanted to cry again. But as she recalled Papa’s instructions in her head one more time, she knew she hadn’t started moving again. She had to go find a new place to live. Someplace far away from...wherever she was.
Dirt was...well, dirt. It was harmless, and all it ever did was get her hands dirty. There was some of it on the lower part of her dress too.
She dropped the fistful of shiny dirt and pushed herself steadily back on her feet. Nana forced herself to calm down as she batted at her dress lightly to make the other dirt come off before trying again to walk.
There were times when that same leg or the other came off, yet she managed to bend down, reattach it to herself, and then keep moving. This was starting to get a little annoying, as it happened whenever she’d think too much about anything else. Two of her four vectors individually wrapped around her legs. Whenever she’d start to lose concentration, those invisible arms would start to loosen their grip.
As she looked ahead, there was a gray wall. It looked very tall and solid-so maybe Nana could lean against it and follow to see where it led. With this goal in mind, she felt more focused and determined one step at a time through the light colored dirt. It was better to travel through here than in the water. She’d get cold, and her dress would get wet! Papa had picked out a nice dress for her, to cover herself up. It was important to be clean and covered up when going outside, he said.
After a little more walking, falling, pushing a detached leg bag in, and standing back up to move some more, she had reached the wall. Just as she had expected, it was what a wall should be; hard and solid. Nana didn’t feel herself sinking into it, and believed that wouldn’t change anytime soon.
Following the wall several paces later, something on the wall opened up. It looked so dark and strange... The edges of the round opening moved and pushed out thin streams of shadow that disappeared. She stopped, wondering what to make of it.
“What’s that?” Where did that come from? Nana didn’t know, as she cautiously approached. There were voices coming from there! They were low and muffled, but Nana was sure of it-there had to be people through that dark opening.
Was it safe to go in? Nana couldn’t see anything, and she didn’t like that. When was Papa going to come for her? Probably not for a while... Why couldn’t he just stay with her?! He’d be able to tell her if this was the right way to go or not.
Maybe if she could try to touch the opening first... Nana slowly moved a trembling hand into it. And that’s what happened, nothing else. It didn’t hurt her. Not even the slightest pain came from this opening.
The voices were still there, but why couldn’t she hear what was being said on the other side? This made her uneasy.
She slowly moved her other hand in-and made sure those two vectors of hers kept those legs steady as the other two remained harmlessly inside her back. She didn’t want to fall in and hurt herself! She could barely feel both hands lightly touch something. Curiosity was gradually winning over fear as she eventually moved all the way into the opening.
Now it wasn’t so dark. Nana noticed her hands on someone’s shoulders. The man’s head turned to look at her. She couldn’t help but feel a little scared, from the way he looked at her. The dark haired man with the dark hair under his nose looked like he didn’t want her touching him.
She moved her hands away immediately. Her voice was at a small near whisper in volume. “I-I’m sorry, mister--”
Someone behind her let out a soft gasp, making her stop in mid-sentence. Nana looked over her shoulder to see the lady standing behind her. Where did she come from?! Behind Nana, the wall, the dirt, and all that water was behind her before stepping forward. She hadn’t seen the pretty looking light haired lady then.
Nana felt the need to look around-and on both sides were thin walls that looked gold and flickering. They lit up, too! Nana felt herself gasp she noticed that this warmth was different, coming from the not so solid walls.
This was all happening so fast as she wanted to ask the lady where they were. She took a step back and seemed to be staring at...her horns. The two pointy bones on each side of her head.
“Would you quit moving around back there, please,” said the man she didn’t mean to bother.
“Sorry about that! C-Could you please tell me where I am?”
Was this man going to yell at her or hurt her if she did something else he didn’t like? Some of the humans dressed in white coats did that to her, whenever Papa wasn’t around. The doctors were always mean to her when he wasn’t around-but Nana did the best she could to stay brave for him. He couldn’t be with her all the time, and she understood that...
He sighed. “Can’t tell ya. The woman up ahead might.”
“A woman?” Nana looked back at the red haired lady who looked uncomfortable being near her. She looked that a little older than Nana was. Aside from that, Nana understood why the lady looked a little scared of her; Nana wasn’t a normal person. The doctors and Papa had told her that over and over all her life, and this made feel her sad... Now that Nana was back in the outside world again, she felt a fresh wave of sadness by just looking at this person.
“No,” the lady said irritably, and pointed past Nana. “Over there.”
Nana turned her head in attempt to follow where she was pointing. She had to lean to the side and stay balanced on her new legs to see a woman not far from where she was. The yellow haired lady in the pretty dress was asking for people’s names, giving them different colored boxes, and welcoming them to...Pie-Zow?
“Do I get one of those boxes too,” she asked, looking at the man who seemed a bit nicer than the lady. “What are we supposed to do with them?”
“Do you have parents, kid?”
Nana’s innocent pink eyes lowered. “I don’t know where my papa is...” She really wished she knew, because she didn’t know where to go or what to do without him.
Then she looked back up to see the man sigh again, and not pay anymore attention to her. He didn’t like her bothering him, and she certainly didn’t want to make him angry...so she quietly followed him in the line. It’s what all the others ahead of him were doing anyway.
Nana stared back at the strange thin walls that gave off warmth, and didn’t dare touch it. Nana wasn’t going to repeat that mistake, as she just waited for her turn to see the lady with the colored boxes. That was no normal wall, just as the last one she used to support herself. Were all walls like this in the outside world? Did the lady with the boxes know? Was she the right person to talk to?
Content: In the middle of adjusting to move with her prosthetic arms and legs, a lost and lonely Diclonius child arrives to Paixao.
Setting: Muspelheim Gates
Time: Mid-week 27, late afternoon
Warnings: This post might compel you to want to give her a hug.
When Papa had finished speaking to her, through that strange little box on the side of her stranger looking bed, Nana sat there and stared at it. The little red light had stopped blinking on and off. It was just off now. This was nothing like a regular bed. She knew that. It had to have been made just for her.
“Papa?” She waited a moment, but she did not hear his voice. “Papa, where should I go? If I have to go far away...” Confused, afraid, and feeling so alone, this young Diclonius saw a lot of water to her left. To her right, the ground looked so shiny, but she didn’t keep her gaze on it. The sun hurt her eyes a little as she took her time to see her new surroundings.
“Papa. Are you still there?” After more silence, she breathed out a sad sigh, realizing the truth; she couldn’t speak to him or go look for him right now, no matter how much she wanted to. He had left Nana some instructions, and expected her to follow them. Nana was told to be a good girl, and she wanted to stay a good girl, stay as his good girl. Papa had helped her get away, and wanted to keep her safe-so, that had to mean...she wasn’t useless. He didn’t see her as useless.
He still loved her, and wanted her to live!
As tears began to well up in her pink eyes, she felt herself smile a little. She couldn’t have felt more relieved, and grateful to Papa for wanting her to be safe.
Nana moved to get out of the bed she woke up in. She wasn’t to go back to the facility, he said. He wanted her to go far away...and hide? Was that what she was supposed to do? Hide from the doctors, the only other people she knew?
The two tears streaming down her innocent face were soon forgotten as she swung her legs over to the side. Her black shoes were flat on the shiny ground. Knowing she had to go live peacefully somewhere else, she knew she had to stand up and move across the ground. It was so different and strange, but that didn’t bother her. Not at all.
She stood up with ease, feeling her new arms and legs attached to her body-but with less feeling. Unlike before, she couldn’t feel the warm light on her arms and legs. She could feel the day’s warmth on her face and through her black and white dress. Also, Nana felt the strap of her brown handbag on one of her shoulders. It was slung over diagonally across her body. The bag part itself she could feel the light weight right next to her left hip, so she supposed all that was enough. Papa’s instructions were still clearly present in her head. She needed to get far away from here, so the doctors won’t be able to find her.
Carefully, she moved one step forward-no problem. She moved her other leg just as slowly. Then another step. And another. From her body weight, she could tell that this ground was soft. Her feet sunk into it a little, in which made her flinch. That’s all it took for her right leg to come loose. Nana fell forward, her arms out front to catch herself before her face could sink into the ground. The new leg that was once attached had fallen inches away from the rest of her body.
Her heart began to beat a little faster as she looked over her shoulder at it. “Oh no,” Nana whispered. She quietly told herself not to worry as she took her time to turn herself over. Papa wouldn’t leave her in a dangerous place like this, someplace in which she could be so easily killed. But the outside world he said wasn’t a very safe place, right?
The facility wasn’t going to be any safer if she returned there. The doctors wouldn’t feel the same way Papa had. Going back meant getting herself killed. With that bitter and frightening truth in mind, she knew there was no other choice. Papa must have known this too.
She picked up her leg with both hands, and pushed it back onto where it fell off. It slid into place with a little click. “So that’s what I have to do,” she murmured to herself. “Just push it in when it comes off...” If it worked like that with her legs, then Papa must have thought it could work the same way with her arms.
Nana stayed on her hands and knees a moment, surprised that she hadn’t sunk all the way into the shiny ground by now. Because she thought it was unsafe. She moved her hand through it. She could barely feel the ground as she grabbed and lifted some of it up. Dirt. This was some kind of shiny dirt. Nana knew about dirt, because she had asked Papa why the ground looked so different outside from inside the place she called home. Yesterday was her first time in the outside world, when she had to go look for...
Lucy. She tore off her old arms and legs and didn’t apologize to Nana for it. No, she didn’t feel sorry at all. It was Lucy’s fault that this was happening! Nana felt sure about that, as she felt sure of herself. If Lucy hadn’t been such a bad girl to run away, she wouldn’t have put Papa and Nana in so much trouble.
“Forget about Lucy,” Nana recalled Papa saying to her. After she got away again, when the doctors were wrapping her bloody body with clean bandages, she had asked and even pleaded to him if she could go back out there, with help this time. She wanted a second chance to bring Lucy to him. Papa said no. He told her not to worry, and that it wouldn’t be much longer until she was either brought back or killed.
That little swell of anger felt inside of her, she tried to stop it from growing. Nana was to be a good girl for him. She wasn’t told to fight anyone. She was told to go far away from what she knew. And she would try her best to follow everything he told her just a minute ago.
“What if I see her again,” she wondered, worried. “Should I run away from her too, Papa?” What if she wouldn’t fail to stop her by then? Wouldn’t Papa be proud? Nana knew he would. Next time, she wouldn’t show Lucy any mercy. She’d tear Lucy apart the same way she tore her apart, without shame or guilt. Nana would use her vectors, the arms and hands only Diclonii would have, and teach that bad girl a lesson!
“You seem very comfortable with that experimental equipment of yours.”
“Forget about Lucy. Please, don’t punish yourself... I’ll handle her. Don’t worry, Nana.” She remembered how soft and reassuring Papa sounded. He was also mad, not at Nana, but at Lucy, because she would never listen to him...
“I can’t forget about her.” The words just slipped out, and Nana almost wanted to cry again. But as she recalled Papa’s instructions in her head one more time, she knew she hadn’t started moving again. She had to go find a new place to live. Someplace far away from...wherever she was.
Dirt was...well, dirt. It was harmless, and all it ever did was get her hands dirty. There was some of it on the lower part of her dress too.
She dropped the fistful of shiny dirt and pushed herself steadily back on her feet. Nana forced herself to calm down as she batted at her dress lightly to make the other dirt come off before trying again to walk.
There were times when that same leg or the other came off, yet she managed to bend down, reattach it to herself, and then keep moving. This was starting to get a little annoying, as it happened whenever she’d think too much about anything else. Two of her four vectors individually wrapped around her legs. Whenever she’d start to lose concentration, those invisible arms would start to loosen their grip.
As she looked ahead, there was a gray wall. It looked very tall and solid-so maybe Nana could lean against it and follow to see where it led. With this goal in mind, she felt more focused and determined one step at a time through the light colored dirt. It was better to travel through here than in the water. She’d get cold, and her dress would get wet! Papa had picked out a nice dress for her, to cover herself up. It was important to be clean and covered up when going outside, he said.
After a little more walking, falling, pushing a detached leg bag in, and standing back up to move some more, she had reached the wall. Just as she had expected, it was what a wall should be; hard and solid. Nana didn’t feel herself sinking into it, and believed that wouldn’t change anytime soon.
Following the wall several paces later, something on the wall opened up. It looked so dark and strange... The edges of the round opening moved and pushed out thin streams of shadow that disappeared. She stopped, wondering what to make of it.
“What’s that?” Where did that come from? Nana didn’t know, as she cautiously approached. There were voices coming from there! They were low and muffled, but Nana was sure of it-there had to be people through that dark opening.
Was it safe to go in? Nana couldn’t see anything, and she didn’t like that. When was Papa going to come for her? Probably not for a while... Why couldn’t he just stay with her?! He’d be able to tell her if this was the right way to go or not.
Maybe if she could try to touch the opening first... Nana slowly moved a trembling hand into it. And that’s what happened, nothing else. It didn’t hurt her. Not even the slightest pain came from this opening.
The voices were still there, but why couldn’t she hear what was being said on the other side? This made her uneasy.
She slowly moved her other hand in-and made sure those two vectors of hers kept those legs steady as the other two remained harmlessly inside her back. She didn’t want to fall in and hurt herself! She could barely feel both hands lightly touch something. Curiosity was gradually winning over fear as she eventually moved all the way into the opening.
Now it wasn’t so dark. Nana noticed her hands on someone’s shoulders. The man’s head turned to look at her. She couldn’t help but feel a little scared, from the way he looked at her. The dark haired man with the dark hair under his nose looked like he didn’t want her touching him.
She moved her hands away immediately. Her voice was at a small near whisper in volume. “I-I’m sorry, mister--”
Someone behind her let out a soft gasp, making her stop in mid-sentence. Nana looked over her shoulder to see the lady standing behind her. Where did she come from?! Behind Nana, the wall, the dirt, and all that water was behind her before stepping forward. She hadn’t seen the pretty looking light haired lady then.
Nana felt the need to look around-and on both sides were thin walls that looked gold and flickering. They lit up, too! Nana felt herself gasp she noticed that this warmth was different, coming from the not so solid walls.
This was all happening so fast as she wanted to ask the lady where they were. She took a step back and seemed to be staring at...her horns. The two pointy bones on each side of her head.
“Would you quit moving around back there, please,” said the man she didn’t mean to bother.
“Sorry about that! C-Could you please tell me where I am?”
Was this man going to yell at her or hurt her if she did something else he didn’t like? Some of the humans dressed in white coats did that to her, whenever Papa wasn’t around. The doctors were always mean to her when he wasn’t around-but Nana did the best she could to stay brave for him. He couldn’t be with her all the time, and she understood that...
He sighed. “Can’t tell ya. The woman up ahead might.”
“A woman?” Nana looked back at the red haired lady who looked uncomfortable being near her. She looked that a little older than Nana was. Aside from that, Nana understood why the lady looked a little scared of her; Nana wasn’t a normal person. The doctors and Papa had told her that over and over all her life, and this made feel her sad... Now that Nana was back in the outside world again, she felt a fresh wave of sadness by just looking at this person.
“No,” the lady said irritably, and pointed past Nana. “Over there.”
Nana turned her head in attempt to follow where she was pointing. She had to lean to the side and stay balanced on her new legs to see a woman not far from where she was. The yellow haired lady in the pretty dress was asking for people’s names, giving them different colored boxes, and welcoming them to...Pie-Zow?
“Do I get one of those boxes too,” she asked, looking at the man who seemed a bit nicer than the lady. “What are we supposed to do with them?”
“Do you have parents, kid?”
Nana’s innocent pink eyes lowered. “I don’t know where my papa is...” She really wished she knew, because she didn’t know where to go or what to do without him.
Then she looked back up to see the man sigh again, and not pay anymore attention to her. He didn’t like her bothering him, and she certainly didn’t want to make him angry...so she quietly followed him in the line. It’s what all the others ahead of him were doing anyway.
Nana stared back at the strange thin walls that gave off warmth, and didn’t dare touch it. Nana wasn’t going to repeat that mistake, as she just waited for her turn to see the lady with the colored boxes. That was no normal wall, just as the last one she used to support herself. Were all walls like this in the outside world? Did the lady with the boxes know? Was she the right person to talk to?