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 Posted: Wed Jul 06, 2011 9:59 pm
 xx"It is a pleasure to meet you!"Log for Delysia Laurent. All of her early RPs (from May 16th, 2011 to July 7th) have been summarized in her patient file, but I'll be trying to actually log them from here on in. Those summaries might even disappear depending on how much she interacts with other patients and her feelings for them change. There's plenty of room for that; her initial RPs were very small... since I am a lurker and still getting used to posting in-thread.Some of them so small that I may have just put them there to make sure they actually happened and for his RP count. *shot*Delysia is currently available for RP, but please try to take a glance at her patient file, especially the Basics section!
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Posted: Wed Jul 06, 2011 10:03 pm
"The Asylum has nurses?"
Participants: Delysia, Shu
Status: Incomplete
Shu: -mopes- ...
Delysia: *wandering around, she perks up when she notices Shu* Oh, hello! *approaches her with a smile* Miss? Do you remember me?
Shu: -her head tilts all the way to the side- OH! You're the Skitty Kat.
Delysia: *copies this movement, then she giggles* Yes. My name is Delysia. I was wondering, Miss Shu... why did you look so sad?
Shu: -ponders this movement and grins- Oh yes, Dusia. Hm >: ? Now? NOW?! -picks her ear- Oh, cause the nurse ran away from me.
Delysia: Delysia! *blinks in confusion* The Asylum... has nurses?
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Posted: Wed Aug 03, 2011 10:24 am
"Hello?"
Participants: Delysia, Shu
Status: Incomplete?
Delysia: Why do I feel like someone is... *turns her head* ... following me again?
Shu: ... -smiling at her- .... 8D
Delysia: ... H... hello, Miss Shu...
Shu: Hi. Skitty Cat. 8D -smile-
Delysia: ... Hello. *smiles back*
Shu: -moves close to her,- Hi 8D
Delysia: *smiles more* Hello.
Shu: -presses her face against Delysia's- Hi 8D
Delysia: *her ears twitch at this* H-hello?
Shu: -pressed close against her face- HI 8D
Delysia: *squeaks and backs away slowly* M-miss Shu! I don't understand ; A;
Shu: Oh :c -pulls away and dusts her off- Sorry.
Delysia: *her ears twitch even more, and she tries to smooth down her dress too* D-did you want anything?
Shu: ... I don't know 8D
Delysia: ... Would you like to do me a favor and show me around the Asylum?
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Posted: Wed Aug 03, 2011 11:16 am
"Miss Shu, what exactly do you want?"
Participants: Delysia, Shu
Status: Complete
Shu: *she's looking bored, laying there, on the dirty ground and staring up at the ceiling*
Delysia: ... Miss Shu? Why are you lying in the middle of the hallway?
Shu: *her gaze moves over to Delysia* I'm bored out of my mind. But I dot wanna hand out with Reverie cause she makes me eat strange things.
Delysia: Like what?
Shu: Anything she thinks is poisonous..!
Delysia: ... *frowns* How terrible!
Shu: Ehhh, it doesn't affect me! It's just annoying :c
Delysia: What do you like to eat, then?
Shu: ...blllooooodah c:
Delysia: ... *gasps, but peers closely at her mouth* Oh my... You're... You're a vampire, aren't you? Oh, the books I read said you would either be hideous or sparkling!
Shu: ....*she sits up and snorts, grinning as her teeth glints in the light* I'm not from a book.
Delysia: *squeaks and backs away from her* Is this why you followed me?!
Shu: Hey, I was here first >:
Delysia: Not now! Before...
Shu: *scratches her head* When?
Delysia: ... When you kept saying... Hi?
Shu: OH! Yes. I was hungry and you smelled pretty good.
Delysia: ... *backs away again*
Shu: I wonder how Skitties taste... <:
Delysia: *her ears flatten as she keeps backing away*
Shu: *laughs loudly and moves after her* Don't worry. I'm not going to play any games with you.
Delysia: Why not...? W-why should I believe you?
Shu: You're too unique to kill =u=
Delysia: Does that mean you won't use me as a... *blanches* ... Snack, either...?
Shu: Not unless you let me >:
Delysia: *frowns, her ears staying down as her tail swishes from side to side* Thank you for your consideration...
Shu: Hey hey! No need to get angry. *scratches her head* A girl needs to eat. I only kill when necessary, especially when I'm starving. I lose my cool :c
Delysia: Oh... I see.
Shu: *pets her like she's a kitty* Ahhh. My lover would adore you =w=
Delysia: *her ears become even flatter as she backs away again, but she looks curious* Your lover?
Shu: *moves close to pet her more* yes! Your close remind me of her so much :c
Delysia: Please stop that! *glances briefly at her dress before moving away yet again*
Shu: *she does stop now and flops back on the floor* ******** I miss her.
Delysia: *lets out a small sigh, her ears slowly perking up* ... Would you like to talk about her...?
Shu: *siiiiighs* She's the most precious person in my life.
Delysia: What was she like?
Shu: The sweetest little girl.. She was like a little bunny..
Delysia: What an interesting pairing, a vampire and a bunny...
Shu: Oh she's not a bunny. she's human.
Delysia: Did you... Mean to kill her, at first?
Shu: Nooo! I never ever wanted to kill her.
Delysia: She must be a very special girl!
Shu: She was...
Delysia: ... Is she...?
Shu: *she looks over at Delysia* She what?
Delysia: Is she still alive?
Shu: I dunno, it's been nearly a year since I was vampire-napped
Delysia: You've been here that long...? Goodness...
Shu: My anniversary's in about two months ... S:
Delysia: I'm... I'm terribly sorry, Miss Shu...
Shu: You shouldn't be sorry, the doctors should! I Want my Zyonia...
Delysia: *her ears twitch* Is that why you have been following the nurses?
Shu: I've been following the doctors too!
Delysia: Have they hurt you?
Shu: No! I've not been hurt >:
Delysia: *lets out a sigh* Good... I have heard terrible things about them!
Shu: Oh yeah they're terrible. Poked some poor girls eye socket-- or that's what I heard.
Delysia: *gasps* ... I... I think I have an idea which girl they mean...
Shu: You do huh?
Delysia: Yes... I met a girl who did not have any eyes...
Shu: Oh! That sounds interesting OnO Wonder what she's doing here.
Delysia: *frowns* She mentioned her father...
Shu: Father huh, what about him?
Delysia: ... He was the one who did that to her.
Shu: .... Ouch.
Delysia: *nods quickly*
Shu: ... That's disturbing. Yet.. I want to see her.
Delysia: ... Just to get a look at her eyes?
Shu: *her own eye widens* Hell yeah.
Delysia: Miss Shu!
Shu: What?!
Delysia: I really doubt she would appreciate that!
Shu: ....:c oh.
Delysia: *peers at her eyepatch* Would you appreciate someone lifting your eyepatch?
Shu: *she lifts it herself, showing a pure white eye* Sure it's fine with me >:
Delysia: *gasps* What happened...?
Shu: Y'know, I don't remember.
Delysia: You have had that for a very long time...?
Shu: Yes, but I can see out of it. but people find it.. Annoying >:
Delysia: You -can-? *leans close* How?
Shu: *and there's a faint outline of an iris* Dunno, I just can.
Delysia: *her ears twitch* Oh my...
Shu: It's weird right?
Delysia: It is also very... Very... Cool. *her own eyes are wide*
Shu: .. How's it cool? -they blink-
Delysia: It's just... fascinating how you can still see with that eye! It looks like it was badly damaged...
Shu: Well, I don't remember what happened. Maybe it was. -blink-
Delysia: *stares for a bit longer, and then remembers herself and pulls away, her hands settling over her lap* Oh, I'm terribly sorry!
Shu: -she chuckles- It's fine~ -puts her eye patch back on- Perfectly fine~
Delysia: *bites her lip lightly, her brows scrunching in thought* ... Is there anything I can do to help your boredom, Miss Shu?
Shu: -flops on the floor and rolls around- I can chase you <: ?
Delysia: *takes a few steps backwards from her rolling, and then lets out a gasp* W-why would you do that? You said you do not wish to drink from me...
Shu: No! But I like running c:
Delysia: I am not very fast! It wouldn't be satisfying to chase me!
Shu: Yeah true. Maybe you should help me find the nurse, it's always fun runningafter him :'D
Delysia: The... male nurse? *her ears twitch* I heard there were two of them... but what are their names?
Shu: -taps her chin and immediately says- Ingway and Anesha, Respectively~
Delysia: *tilts her head* You have met them? What are they like?
Shu: Anesha is too sweet to be here o uo Like you. But Ingway's a sour fly.
Delysia: *her ears twitch more, a little puzzled and flattered by the first remark, but she blinks at the latter* Is that why you like to chase him?
Shu: No! I chase him to get him to talk! I bet he knows how to get promoted.. To become a doctor! Or a nurse. Yeah, first a nurse.
Delysia: *her eyes widen* Patients can do that?
Shu: Hell yeah! If we prove we're sane enough :'D I know one who became a chef.
Delysia: *looks at her dubiously* I suppose I can understand chef... but patients promoted to nurses and doctors sounds unlikely...
Shu: Shhhh, you don't understand.
Delysia: No, I don't!
Shu: -pats her foot- You will soon = w=
Delysia: Why would you even want such a position, Miss Shu?
Shu: To bring my lover here of course!!!
Delysia: *looks aghast* Is that really such a good idea? And would the other doctors even allow it?
Shu: It's a good idea! It is! -huffs-
Delysia: *twiddles her fingers* ... I am certain she would be happy to be reunited with you... but do you really think she would be happy -here-?
Shu: Well... ever since she saw this thing for Ponyo.. she's gone down the road with me :'D...
Delysia: *stares blankly*
Shu: ... WHAT, YOU DON'T KNOW WHAT I'M TALKING ABOUT?!
Delysia: ... No...?
Shu: HNG, I gotta show you one day. But not now. I'll lose it if I hear it.'
Delysia: ... al... right.
Shu: -stares at her- What do you know?!
Delysia: About what ; A;?
Shu: Any triviia?!
Delysia: I... I, um, I'm quite fond of fairytales--
Shu: No! Not fairytales! Stuff like... Like.. modern rap artists, or or actors, !?
Delysia: *looks even more confused*
Shu: -lets out a groan- What are you from?!
Delysia: *her ears twitch* I lived in Laurent Manor... Mother did bring me certain movies, but--
Shu: NO! That's not what I meant, you litteral Kitty! I need to teach you about real life stuff.. but how am I gonna manage that here?!
Delysia: *her tail starts flicking back and forth as she clasps her hands* Oh, if you could tell me what your world was like, I would very much like that!
Shu: It is full of sex, drugs and music!
Delysia: *her face falls* ... W-what?
Shu: Yep. Drugs. Sex. ... Rock and Roll.
Delysia: Mother said all three of those things were undignified and dirty. *her eyes go wide* Have you engaged in them?
Shu: Yes, all New Yorkans have in some way or another 8D The drugs I've enduced in were ones to help... ah that's private.
Delysia: *looks like she's about to ask anyway, but instead latches onto a different part of that sentence* New... Yorkans?
Shu: People from New York 8D
Delysia: Where is New York?
Shu: In America!
Delysia: Where is America?
Shu: ... Earth?
Delysia: *blinks* Is it a country?
Shu: America?! YES!
Delysia: Oh! So... you came from New York, which is a place in America.
Shu: A State. One of the fifty states.
Delysia: America is comprised of fifty states?
Shu: Yes 8D Well 49 if you put North Carolina and South Carolina together.
Delysia: *tilts her head* How many of these states have you visited?
Shu: ... All of them? When I get super hungry.
Delysia: *her eyes widen... and then she blanches* ... So... you... have traveled all of America... looking for victims?
Shu: Do we need to go over my hunger priorities?
Delysia: I still find it very sad you have killed other people for food...
Shu: You eat animals for food.
Delysia: *looks up at this, and frowns* Well... yes.
Shu: So you've eaten killed things, how is that different from me?
Delysia: *bites her lip* ... You have a point...
Shu: -sits up now- It's survival, and not fair to be hated for that.
Delysia: *blinks* I never said I hated you.
Shu: You keep moving away from me and frowning at me!
Delysia: I am... trying to be careful. You yourself warned me to do so before... and so have Alphonse, and-- Miss... *fumbles* Ninetails.
Shu: So I did.. Wait, ninetails? What's that?
Delysia: A type of Pokemon, I believe Alphonse called them? She was a lovely woman, but I don't think that was her name, exactly...
Shu: Pokemon. -stares now- Lovely woman <: ?
Delysia: *nods* Yes?
Shu: In what way?
Delysia: *blinks quickly* ... What do you mean?
Shu: In what way, was she lovely?
Delysia: ... In a... aloof sort of way.
Shu: .... c: I see.
Delysia: Why do you ask?
Shu: -pets her head again- I like you.
Delysia: *looks utterly confused again* Um...
Shu: I like you a lot.
Delysia: ... thank you...?
Shu: -pets her head-
Delysia: *stares at her, her tail swishing, and she still looks very, very confused*
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Posted: Wed Aug 03, 2011 11:21 am
"A real dragon!"
Participants: Delysia, Analys
Status: Incomplete
Analys: -wandering the hallways, trying to distract herself...-
Delysia: Are you... Analys? Oh, you must be! Alphonse has told me much about you!
Analys: -her fin ears twitch and she turns... and then her mouth drops and she hurriedly moves to look Delysia up and down and pick and prod- Who are you? You know Alphonse? Your outfit is so cute. You're so pink, do you have any more clothes here? What are you? Are you like Alphonse? You're so -pink-
Delysia: *her ears tilt backwards from her prodding, remembering Shu... and she tries to take a step back away from this, but her ears twitch up as she listens to Analys* My name is Delysia Laurent, I-- oh! Thank you! I do not have many... c-clothes? Oh, um... yes, I... I was told I am a 'Skitty'?
Analys: -she keeps poking and prodding, but mostly at the clothes nwo to feel the fabric and peer at the stitching- Mhm... You should show me the other clothes you have. Are they pink to? Is everything you own pink? -her brows furrow- Kitty? Kitty pokerman?
Delysia: *her tail starts to flick back and forth quickly* Why are you so... oh, Alphonse mentioned you would be very interested in my clothes. Yes, I could--... no, not everything is pink... and... um... yes. *starting to look a little bewildered, but she tries to get a look at Analys too* You are a water dragon, he says...?
Analys: -she's done investigating her outfit, and she pulls back and nods, her tail flicking- Yes, I am. But I don't look like one right now because of the Asylum. -her brows furrow again, but she shakes her head- If you don't need any of those clothes.. may I have them? Or no?
Delysia: The stories I read always said dragons would be much larger! You are taller than me, but still-- *frowns* Did the Asylum do something to you? *then she blinks quickly and nods* Yes, of course you may! I am sure you could make better use of them than I could, I saw those earrings you made for Alphonse!
Analys: My brother is much taller than me -she nods at the next comment- They.. injected something into me so I couldn't transform back... -but she looks solemn after remembering this, but forces herself to nod slowly- The bells..? He gave me a little handkerchief... that's all I could make for him. If it were bigger, I could have made him gloves... for cleaning.
Delysia: *about to smile until she hears about the injection; she gasps softly at this, her hands pressing at her own chest* O-oh dear... I'm sure they did that to make sure you remain trapped here. That is... truly terrible. *fiddles with her cravat a little, but she tries to smile* Alphonse wouldn't use handmade gloves for cleaning. He prefers to get rid of them as soon as possible.
Analys: It's fine -she just shakes her head, tail flicking lighly- Oh, so.... well he's terribly obsessed with cleaning... and this place is very dirty. t least he'll be distracted forever.. -lets out an awkward laugh- But you look.. you look fine? How did you get here, did they steal you too?
Delysia: ... Forever is a very sad thing to think about. I wouldn't want to be here forever... *her lips quirk up again from her laugh, but only briefly* I... yes. *fiddles with the cravat again before dropping her hands to her sides* Would you mind if we didn't discuss that now, Miss Analys? I don't think it's something either of us really want to relive.
Analys: -she opens her mouth but nods it quickly and shakes herself out of the mood- What are you doing in the halls? You weren't just looking for me where you? I'm not that interesting if you where... But you are interesting. Definitely. Yours ears-- clothes! Very intere-- oh god and your tail -stares at it and bends down to paw at it-
Delysia: *her ears start to twitch again* Well, no, I-- *squeaks, her tail immediately moving away* I-is this really so unusual? I have seen many patients here with large ears and tails!
Analys: -her eyes widen more- But your tail looks like a... a... p***y willow? nono, a paw.. yes it looks lie a paw! -she pokes at it again- If I squeeze it will claws come out? Or is it just a cute looking tail?
Delysia: ... I... think it is just a tail. *giggles, a little startled, but she's starting to relax*
Analys: -she pokes it again and then squeezes it softly- It's still interesting. Very different than my tail. -it thuds and the fins twitch lightly- So are you like... a real cat? -stnd up and tilts her head- Does cat n** effect you?
Delysia: *her tail tries to shift away again, and she looks at Analys' more draconic tail* Your tail is interesting to me, because it's so different! *tilts her head* ... I... don't know? The servants never brought me any...
Analys: It's not different where I used to live, honestly. Maybe the color and such... but the other dragons had similar tail. Yours on the other hand, looks like a little hand and that's much more interesting! -but she stares at her- You... servants? Rich? What.
Delysia: Oh, my! How many dragons were there where you lived? *her eyes are wide, tail swishing even more, and she waves a hand nonchalantly* Yes, they provided all my clothes!
Analys: There was a lake full-- or more even. I only know about the ones I lived with, but I've heard of different types of dragons all over my world. But since we were water dragons we rarely left the lake we lived in. It was always bustling with fish, so we always had food. Except during the time of mating, because everyone ate so much... -she stares off before shaking her head and letting out a noise- Oh.. that sounds wonderful.. -she blinks- a House full of clothes...
Delysia: *her eyes seem to be sparkling* Water dragons! Oh, do tell me more! *clasps her hands* In the stories I've read, water dragons are very long and serpentine... and often tricksters! They usually don't eat humans though, preferring fish instead-- is that true?
Analys: Well, we can stay under water forever, because of the gills we have. And yeah, we do eat lots of fish. But some of the dragons eat humans. I don't, I don't like the taste. It's not good -sticks out her tongue- I knew some dragons that liked to play tricks, but I don't! My brother doesn't either.
Delysia: Gills! *claps her hands and takes the 'humans' bit in stride as she nods her head* I see! Alphonse did mention you had a brother... *tilts her head* He seemed awfully sullen about it for some reason...
Analys: -nods- I have gills in this form too! But they only open up when water touches my neck. Otherwise it's tightly closed due to the oxygen. -she fiddles with her fingers- It's.. ah, the situation is like his sister...?
Delysia: *reaches out for her neck tentatively* That is very interesting! *blinks, but then a look of comprehension dawns on her face, and she sobers as she takes Analys' hands sympathetically* I am very sorry...
Analys: -moved back before she could get touched and then shakes her head- It's fine.I.. I don't believe he's hurt, honestly. I don't think any of them re... They might try to catch all of them. Or my family and friends might come try to rescue me... Great now I'm getting stomach pains. They may have gotten hurt. Ugh, why did I start thinking about that?!
Delysia: O-oh, no, I'm sorry! I'm sorry! Let's not talk about that anymore! I... would you like to see my room? I could show you my clothes...
Analys: -she nods softly- yes... I'd like to see them, I'm sorry for flipping off the chain like that..
Delysia: It's fine; I shouldn't have prodded! *takes her hand to lead her to her room*
Analys: You didn't, you asked a simple question. Don't worry. -but she follows her, and looks around to see if she could recognize where they're going-
Delysia: I will try not to, then... *her tail flicks lightly as she leads her along, and when they reach the door, it appears she left it unlocked* Here... *inside, she seems to have made an effort to personalize her room: there is a small box covered in marker doodles where she keeps her clothes, a pale purple sheet on her bed, and handmade posters tacked to the wall*
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Posted: Wed Aug 03, 2011 11:35 am
"Miss Roscielle, may I call you my friend?"
Participants: Delysia, Roscielle
Status: Complete
(Roscielle is walking down the hall way, looking brighter than she has in days, thanks to the sun, so she doesn't looks scared by any noises made today. Heading towards her room... Delysia sees her passing by and, from her smile, deems her to be reasonably friendly. She seems to ignore the roses coiled around her as she approaches Roscielle, with a polite, "Excuse me, miss? Today's weather is quite lovely, isn't it?")
Roscielle: -she blinks and looks up at.. the very pink girl as she smiles and nods- Yes it is.. very much. I've just finished eating such fresh...
Delysia: Yes?
Roscielle: -she blinks and tilts her head- Are you new?
Delysia: *her ears twitch, but she nods and smiles* Somewhat... my name is Delysia Laurent. *curtsies* It is a pleasure to meet you, miss.
Roscielle: -her eyes widen as she bows and curtsies back- You most definitely must be new, otherwise you wouldn't be talking to someone out of no where...
Delysia: I have been here for some weeks now. May I have your name, miss?
Roscielle: -she nods softly- It's been nearly a year now.. Oh! -flushes- I'm sorry, My name is Roscielle Delarc.. It's a pleasure to mee you too.
Delysia: *frowns, but she quickly brightens* At least even the Asylum can offer lovely days like this.
Roscielle: Technically it's the outside world, not the asylum..
Delysia: But it's still confined here.
Roscielle: We are confined, the sun is not.. -and she sighs now, the roses twitching and squirming about now-
Delysia: Oh, my! Those flowers... did they just move?
Roscielle: -blinks and nods- Yes.. They're part of me.
Delysia: May I... touch them?
Roscielle: -doesn't looks shocked at this- Mhm, you may.
Delysia: *touches one of the roses' petals gingerly* Roses are my favorite flowers...
Roscielle: -the petals ruffle softly, before sliding down and away from her hand- These are different than the roses you may know, though..
Delysia: Oh, they are indeed! I've only ever seen pink roses... and never have I seen them move. How do they do that?
Roscielle: -she looks down at them and shrugs- I don't know, honestly, they've always done that. -the one on her eye ruffles too-
Delysia: *gently brushes her fingers against that one* Well, they're lovely, Miss Roscielle...
Roscielle: -she pulls back slightly- T-thank you?
Delysia: *nods, with a smile, and drops her hand on top of her other one, then tilts her head to peek at where she was going* I'm sorry, were you returning to your quarters?
Roscielle: -she nods quickly, the rose adjusting itself in it's socket- Yes, I had just finished eating.. I was going to take a nap.
Delysia: Oh, I'm terribly sorry for disturbing you!
Roscielle: -shakes her head- No It's fine, It's nice interacting with others! -smiles hesitantly- As long as they are nice.
Delysia: *nods* I've been quite lucky, I have yet to meet anyone unpleasant... but have you met some of the... more frightening patients?
Roscielle: Mm, there are pushy people... and this vampire you should watch out for... Never play games with her! -shakes her head quickly-
Delysia: *tilts her head* Miss Shu?
Roscielle: -looks shocked- You would call her Miss? She's...
Delysia: ... Odd, I know. But she isn't all bad.
Roscielle: That isnt what I've heard...
Delysia: Well... I don't agree with what she does to some other patients, for food... but she does need to eat. And she has someone she misses dearly...
Roscielle: -her brows furrow- Are you sure she's not lying?
Delysia: *bites her lip* ... I believe her. She don't think she was faking that sadness...
Roscielle: You never know how good people can be at lying here...
Delysia: *frowns* ... That... is true. But I want to give them the benefit of the doubt. I simply cannot live mistrusting every word I hear...
Roscielle: That is how you should, here.. -she fidgets slightly-
Delysia: Is that what you do?
Roscielle: I must. Or else I may get hurt.
Delysia: *clasps her hands together, tightly* ... I see.
Roscielle: After all, I'm terribly short... as you can see..
Delysia: *lets out a small laugh* I only look somewhat tall because of my shoes.
Roscielle: -she peers back up at her- Do they really add that much to your height?
Delysia: Well... two to three inches, at least?
Roscielle: That isn't much!
Delysia: *laughs* Maybe you should borrow them, though!
Roscielle: Oh no, I don't think they would fit!
Delysia: *peers down at her feet* Oh, my; your feet are so small and dainty...
Roscielle: -the roses seem to be keeping themselves there, covering them slightly-
Delysia: *nudges them gently*
Roscielle: -the roses start slithering around now, and creates cuts along her foot, and she winces in pain-
Delysia: O-oh dear, I'm sorry...
Roscielle: It's alright, they... do that often. It's the thorns.
Delysia: Why don't you wear any shoes...?
Roscielle: They might suffocate my roses!
Delysia: But you have so many scars on your feet...
Roscielle: I have many scars on the restof my body.
Delysia: Alphonse could help you, he has some supplies in his room!
Roscielle: -shakes his head and then blinks- Alphonse... Oh, you must be who he was talking to me about before!
Delysia: *blinks* What did he say about me?
Roscielle: You ... like to wander around a lot..
Delysia: Only because he always insists on cleaning the same areas!
Roscielle: And you are curious!
Delysia: Too curious for my own good, he says. *rolls her eyes* He always says that.
Roscielle: *lets out a laugh* Yes, but it's good to be curious, isn't it?
Delysia: I think so! You could meet so many interesting people by looking around and asking questions... *smiles* Like you!
Roscielle: *she laughs again but then shakes her head* Really, Miss Delysia, you should be wary!
Delysia: Should I be wary of you, too?
Roscielle: *peers down at her flowers* Perhaps.
Delysia: You don't seem like you would hurt me... *follows her gaze* Not on purpose.
Roscielle: But I can't control these roses...
Delysia: I would understand, though! So you wouldn't hurt me on purpose...
Roscielle: No, I wouldn't! I would try to control them...
Delysia: *smiles* Then I do believe I can trust you.
Roscielle: And you don't seem harmful yourself, I can trust you as well, no?
Delysia: Yes!
Roscielle: *smiles softly and reaches out a hand with one rose slithering around it* It will be a pleasure to be your friend...
Delysia: *and she takes her hand without hesitation, holding it softly and returning her smile* And it would make me very happy to be yours!
Roscielle: *her smile grows wider before shaking the hand softly* You are very well mannered!
Delysia: *giggles* My mother would be pleased to hear you say so!
Roscielle: *pulls her hand back and tilts her head* Your mother taught you your etiquette?
Delysia: Almost every day, until I learned on my own...
Roscielle: How was your training?
Delysia: Oh, it wasn't so bad. My posture was problematic for awhile, though.
Roscielle: Oh! How come?
Delysia: Well... *looks around for a chair* Well, I slouched for awhile, maybe just to annoy her a little-- but she always said I spread my legs too much.
Roscielle: *blinks at this* You... what?
Delysia: *finds a small area to sit, and after looking around to make sure no one is ther, she demonstrates by spreading her legs slightly open -- she does at least hold her skirt down, and then starts to speak in a more womanly, thickly French-accented voice* Delysia, you do not sit like that! You look like a man! An ugly man! Stop right this instant!
Roscielle: ...
Delysia: *looks sheepish as she stands up and dusts herself off* It often went like that.
Roscielle: How... do you even get your legs that far apart?
Delysia: *stares, and then starts laughing* W-was it that bad?
Roscielle: They were so... so far apart! *flails* W-what's so funny?
Delysia: Y-your expression! *giggles and shakes her head* I'm so sorry, you looked so confused...
Roscielle: -flails slightly- I-I...
Delysia: *frowns a little and pats her hand* Oh, dear, I didn't mean to distress you so!
Roscielle: I-I'm just so confused...
Delysia: *bites her lip and pats her hand comfortingly before stepping back* Um, shall we talk about something else, then?
Roscielle: -she nods and shifts- But I do wonder how you did that...
Delysia: I didn't know it was such an uncommon ability?
Roscielle: I..I haven't seen anyone do that in front of me..?
Delysia: *tilts her head* Really?
Roscielle: -she nods quickly- Yes!
Delysia: Did I offend you?
Roscielle: -shakes her head more- No!!
Delysia: *looks relieved and lets out a little sigh* Then I am only sorry for confusing you.
Roscielle: It's alright... but you must be truly flexible...
Delysia: O-oh, I... I suppose I am?
Roscielle: Can you bend all the way to your toes?
Delysia: *touches her toes easily* Like this?
Roscielle: -gasps and claps her hands quickly- Ohh!!!
Delysia: *smiling when she pops back up* Can you do that?
Roscielle: -shakes her head- No...! I can't... -tries to bend down, but only reaches up to her knees-
Delysia: Oh, my... That was a decent try, though. *thoughtfully* I should ask other patients about this...
Roscielle: -stands back up and rubs her back- Ouch... You should..!
Delysia: Are you alright?
Roscielle: Yes, Yes. I just.. ouch! My back..
Delysia: Oh, dear... I do hope this isn't too forward of me, but do you need a massage? Fleur taught me the basics, and you look very, erm, sore and stiff...
Roscielle: -shakes her head quickly- O-oh no I'm fine!
Delysia: If you insist...!
Roscielle: -nods more quickly- It's fine. really.
Delysia: *clasps her hands together* Alright...
Roscielle: I think I am going to retire now.. I'm sorry Miss Delysia.
Delysia: Oh, no, I understand. *curtsies* Have a good rest, Miss Roscielle.
Roscielle: -she curtsies back, with a small Good bye and it was very nice meeting you and then scurries towards her room, holding her back-
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Posted: Wed Aug 03, 2011 11:37 am
"Oh, gold cloth?"
Participants: Delysia, Alphonse, Analys
Status: Complete
Alphonse: *stays quiet for the trip, then knocks on the door, calling Delysia? And she opens it dressed in a frilly white and pink nightgown.*
Analys: ...*her mouth drops, she drops the clothes and she let's out a loud noise, moving to look over the night gown*
Delysia: *it is mostly white, frilled with pink ribbons and lace, and puffs out around the sleeves and bottom; she rubs her eyes and smiles sleepily at them, but Alphonse doesn't seem to notice anything as he just asks if she has any bit of gold cloth to spare*
Analys: *keeps letting out these squeals at such a cute outfit, prodding it, and touching the texture between her fingers, making note of the design and flowers*
Delysia: *yawns* Hello, Miss Analys... Do you like this one too?
Analys: *she nods quickly and the composes herself* I-I'm sorry. I got distracted.. Yes, do... You have any clothes with gold on it?
Delysia: Oh, I was about to look... *pats Analys' hand with a smile and then goes to check her box*
Alphonse: *raises a brow at Analys* For a moment I thought you were going to tear it off her body.
Analys: .... I had to stop the urge, Alphonse. I... I had to stop the urge.
Alphonse: ... Dear Arceus.
Analys: ....*fidgets and picks the shirt back up* I am ashamed.
Alphonse: You should be :< That poor innocent girl.
Analys: .....I'm sorry. Please don't tell her.
Delysia: *walking back to them with a gold and purple dress* Tell me what?
Analys: *shakes her head quickly* It's nothing--- Oh but that is just.. Gorgeous...
Delysia: *smiles, a little sadly before she brightens* This is good enough, right?
Alphonse: We'll only need a smidgen of that, Delysia.
Analys: *looks a little disappointed but quickly hides it as she points to the sleeves* Just some gold from here will be enough, yes. Thank you!
Delysia: *hands the dress to Analys* Would you like to remove that now?
Analys: *nods quickly and pulls out a tiny pair of sissors, maneuvering the strip out and pondering on the empty space, before she looks at the feathers and ponders... She hurriedly gives Alphonse the clothes and settles down to add a bit of the feathers to the outfit*
Delysia: Oh! Feathers? How cute!
Analys: *she takes a few more minutes, adding some of the feathers to other parts of the dress before standing up and handing it to her* It's the least I can do.
Delysia: *smiles as she takes the dress back, looking over these changes* You are very talented, Miss Analys!
Analys: *smile back softly* Thank you.. And for the gold too, it's very helpful...!
Delysia: You and Alphonse are very welcome! *curtsies*
Analys: *she waves before turning to looks down at the items* I can make it for you now, Alphonse..!
Alphonse: Hm, that was relatively painless. *takes off his coat to fold it and hand it to her, and he smiles thinly* I do hope this is enjoyable for you.
Analys: *laughs and nods as she sits on the floor and begins to work infron of Delysia's room* it is!
Alphonse: Shall I stay and keep watch?
Analys: It won't take too long, but.. Could you go to my room and gather the clothes? It's room 528.
Alphonse: *nods and turns to walk off quickly, heels clicking*
Analys: *and she hesitates.. Looking over at Delysia's room*
(The door is closed, but unlocked...)
Analys: *she opens the door slowly to peer inside...*
(And Delysia looks like she's trying to get some sleep on her bed.)
Analys: *her eyes widen and she pulls back, closing the door to finish up the coat*
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Posted: Tue Aug 09, 2011 8:17 am
"Alphonse, I insist you stop that!"
Participants: Delysia, Roscielle
Status: Complete
(Roscielle is sitting down next the stairways today, looking up at the ceiling while her roses twist along eagerly. Delysia comes walking down the stairs, her ears flat against her head and her tail swishing quickly... but she perks up when she notices Roscielle)
Delysia: Oh, Miss Roscielle! *curtsies* How are you today?
Roscielle: -seems distracted before she realizes Delysia is there and smiles weakly- Oh, hello Miss Delysia... I... I'm alright, and you?
Delysia: *smiles back, but then her ears flop at the reminder as she rolls her eyes* Alphonse is in one of his 'moods'...
Roscielle: -blinks at this and tilts her head- .. moods?
Delysia: Oh, yes. He becomes terribly depressed and takes his rage out on mirrors.
Roscielle: ... -her eye grow wide- Mirrors?
Delysia: Mirrors. He... ends up hurting his hands. I begin to wonder if he means to...
Roscielle: -she frowns at this- You think he's ... wounding his hands on purpose?
Delysia: *nods slightly* I'm not sure of it, but still...
Roscielle: That's not good, what exactly is upsetting him?
Delysia: He never tells me. He usually yells at me to go away for awhile.
Roscielle: -frowns more at this- There must be something we can do.
Delysia: Like what, Miss Roscielle? I have tried everything I know to convince him to stop...
Roscielle: Perhaps he doesn't like the image he sees in the mirror...?
Delysia: *blinks* Why wouldn't he?
Roscielle: I don't know! But that's the only thing I could think of when it comes to mirrors.
Delysia: *tilts her head, pressing a finger to her chin* But if that is true, what can we do?
Roscielle: We have to convince him the image he sees isn't bad...
Delysia: *seems emboldened by this, and she smiles* Shall we go find him then?
Roscielle: -looks back down at her ankle and frounds- Ah.. no...
Delysia: ... Oh, dear... I forgot-- Alphonse told me what happened to you!
Roscielle: -nods with a sad sigh- It still hurts quiet a bit...
Delysia: *bites her lip, but then brightens and clasps Roscielle's hands* I know! You could tell me what to say!
Roscielle: -she blinks quickly- Ah, well.. What he sees in the mirror will be loved by someone dear to him someday..?
Delysia: *smiles more* Oh, Miss Roscielle! That sounds lovely -- and perfect!
Roscielle: -she smiles back- It just came to me, because I hope to make him feel better.
Delysia: I'm sure that will work! I'll try to add some encouragement of my own... *pats her hands and straightens up* Wish me luck -- even with those words I think I may need it...
Roscielle: -she laughs softly and nods- I wish I could be there to help.
Delysia: *holds her hands over her chest* With your luck with me, you will be! *and she hurries off*
(Hours later, Delysia comes frantically looking for Roscielle... She's sitting in the same place she had been before, but seems to have fallen asleep there)
Delysia: *shakes her shoulder quickly* M-miss Roscielle!!
Roscielle: -opens her eye and frowns softly- What's.. wrong?
Delysia: *looks deeply shaken* H... h-he wouldn't listen to me, he lost a lot of blood... I had to call a nurse...
Roscielle: -her eyes widen and she moves to stand up but remembers her ankle and frowns- Why would he..
Delysia: I-I don't know! He just kept yelling, and... I didn't know what to do...
Roscielle: I.. Oh no, this is my fault...
Delysia: *sniffles, wiping at her eyes* M-miss Roscielle, how could it be your fault?!
Roscielle: I-I shouldn't have said anything, that probably made it worse..
Delysia: N-no! No, I... maybe it was my fault, maybe I didn't say it correctly? *sniffle* Mother... mother said my diction needed work... *wipes more furiously at her eyes* Oh dear....
Roscielle: -shakes her head- Oh no, Miss Delysia, Maybe it was just this place...
Delysia: D-do you think that's why he's like this?
Roscielle: -she nods softly- You never know what this place can do to others, I wouldn' doubt it...
Delysia: Oh dear... oh dear...
Roscielle: I-I'm sorry Miss Delysia. H-He'll be fine. I can't assure that, but I can hope and pray for him..
Delysia: *nods quickly and buries her head in Roscielle's shoulder, letting out muffled sobs of "so much blood..."*
Roscielle: -she wraps her arms around her and hugs her softly- I'm so sorry...
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Posted: Tue Aug 09, 2011 8:23 am
"Where is he...?"
Participants: Delysia, Analys, Ingway
Status: Complete
(Delysia isn't aimlessly wandering the hallways today; instead, her walk is purposeful, intent on finding someone. When she catches sight of Analys, she latches onto her, asking in hushed tones, "Have you seen Alphonse?")
Analys: -she had been looking to go to the cafeteria, holding her stomach in hunger-- but she sees Delysia and shakes her head- No.. Why what's wrong?
Delysia: *bites her lip worriedly, pulling away* I, well... I asked a nurse to help him yesterday...
Analys: -her eyes widen and she backs away- Why would you do that?
Delysia: W-was it wrong to do so? He was hurt, Miss Shu said they weren't so bad...
Analys: -she frowns and shakes her head- Why do you listen to her?
Delysia: I didn't know what else to do!! He was bleeding, there was glass in his hand...!
Analys: Hold on, what exactly happened?
Delysia: He was in one of his dark moods... he... hurts himself sometimes, I don't know if he means to or not, but... this time was terrible...
Analys: ... Dark moods? That doesn't sound... That sounds strange...
Delysia: I haven't known him for long, but it happens occasionally -- he locks himself in his room and refuses to speak to anyone. Sometimes he comes out hurt, as I said, but this time he lost so much blood, I... I panicked...
Analys: I don't know Delysia, you may have done something good... or something bad... We can't tell until he comes out..
Delysia: *whimpers and nods* ... Y-yes...
Analys: -frowns and pats her shoulder- I'm sorry about this..
Delysia: Please let me know as soon as you see him...?
Analys: I will. Have you looked for the nurse?
Delysia: *nods quickly* I've tried... I asked the male nurse-- what did Miss Shu say his name was... oh.... Ingway, that's it...
Analys: What did he say?
Delysia: Well... I've... -tried- to look for him today, but I haven't found him yet...
Analys: -blinks- You haven't found him?
Delysia: *shakes her head quickly*
Analys: Maybe you could call out his name..
Delysia: ... right here? In the middle of a hallway?
Analys: -nods-
Delysia: ... *raises her voice* Mister... Ingway?
Analys: Try a little louder...
Delysia: Mister Ingway!
Analys: Maybe I should do it... INGWAY! -frowns and tries screaming out his name now; when he still doesn't appear, she rubs at her throat, takes in a deep breath... and screeches his name out.. extremely... loudly.
( Delysia's ears flop and she tries to cover them, the fur of her tail standing on end as she scurries backwards... and Ingway suddenly appears behind Analys as if he's been there the whole time.)
Analys: -holds her throat, her own ears twitching and she looks pained, and then screams in shock.-
( And Delysia yelps, but Ingway looks unfazed.)
Ingway: ... yes?
Analys: -waves a hand weakly at Delysia, holding her throat still, and glaaares-
Ingway: *stares impassively at her as Delysia seems to try and get the hearing back in her ears.*
Analys: -coughs slightly then sighs- Have you seen Alphonse?
Ingway: Yes.
Analys: Where.
Ingway: In his room.
Analys: .... -turns her head to Delysia slowly-
Delysia: *rubbing her ears, sniffling* ; A;
Analys: In his room!!
Delysia: W-waah! What?!
Analys: ROOM! HIS ROOM!
Delysia: I-it huuurts ; AA; ... Oh... oh.. his room? I checked it earlier...
Analys: -looks at Ingway now- ...
Ingway: I brought him there recently.
Analys: Come with us to make sure please, I ... -cough- I'm afraid he might do something desperate again from how scared Delysia sounded.
Ingway: ... *nods and walks ahead of them*
Delysia: *walking closer to Analys, she hesitantly and touches a hand to her arm* A-are you alright, Miss Analys?
Analys: -rubs her throat but nods- Yes, I just can't do that again for a while.
Delysia: You were very loud! M-my ears are still buzzing!
Analys: I wanted to help -rubs- Did I?
Delysia: Yes... *squeezes her arm and smiles* Thank you.
Analys: -smiles back, tail shifting softly- You're welcome.
Delysia: Should we ask him to help your throat, too? If Alphonse is really alright?
Analys: -shakes her head When I go back to the water, I'll be fine.
Delysia: *tilts her head* Water heals you?
Analys: It helps me, I wasn't meant to scream like that with Oxygen...
Delysia: Hmm. *her eyes widen* Can you talk underwater?
Analys: -blinks- As.. a dragon, yes?
Delysia: Oh, my! What about now?
Analys: I can breathe, but my speech is garbled by the water.
Delysia: Where would you go, by the way? For water? The bathrooms?
Analys: No, we have a lake here.
Delysia: ... We do?!
Analys: Yes o.o
Delysia: Oh! I've never seen it...
Analys: There are Alligators there.
Delysia: ... Alligators? What are those?
Analys: ... -her brows furrow- Water dwelling creaters, long bodies... sharp teeth and ridges on their body?
Delysia: Oh... they sound like dragons!
Analys: -glares- They are below us.
Delysia: I-I'm sorry... was that offensive to assume?
Analys: Of course! They're just mere animals with no conscious being!
Delysia: *tilts her head* ... Really? How do you know that?
Analys: They can't talk to humans! And they only eat other animals on sight.
Delysia: Dragons are more... dignified?
Analys: We don't eat every animal, Delysia.
Delysia: What.. do you like to eat? You said you didn't like humans, last time...
Analys: Fish! I only eat fish! My brother eats humans, but that's a different story.
Delysia: *gasps*
Analys: Don't gasp, it was a time of no fish! The humans took a lot of our food from us.
Delysia: What kind of world did you live in...?
Analys: An unfair one, with corrupt people.
Delysia: *frowns* How terrible...
Analys: -shakes her head- It's no better here..
Delysia: Then.. you want to return home for your family?
Analys: Yes, I miss them..
Delysia: *she's about to say more, when there's suddenly the creaking noise of a door opening, and Ingway mutters, "We are here."*
Analys: -blinks at this and steps behind Delysia, so she may see Alphosne first-
Delysia: *walks inside hurriedly... she seems both disappointed and relieved that Alphonse is asleep on his bed, and she shakes his shoulder lightly* Alphonse? ... Alphonse?
Alphonse: Mmph... leave me alone, Illyana...
Delysia: *blinks confusedly, but she turns around with a smile after checking his breathing and his hands* Thank you, Mister Ing-- .... Mister Ingway?
Analys: ... He left already...
Delysia: ... He's so quiet...
Analys: ... so creepy.
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Posted: Thu Sep 22, 2011 12:47 pm
"Miss Roscielle! I don't want you to be hurt, too..."
Participants: Delysia, Alphonse, Roscielle, Azzy, Ingway
Status: Complete
(Roscielle doesn't leave her room for weeks on end, after that, the doors and windows locked. Alphonse, Delysia, and Azzy all try knocking, but Roscielle only gives a vague reply to assure them that she is still alive, but in no condition to speak...)
Alphonse: What -happened-, Roscielle? Roscielle!
Roscielle: *only answers this a week after the confrontation* She... she came here by herself... She came here with her own free will!
Delysia: Who is... she, Miss Roscielle?
Alphonse: I think I have a good idea.
Azzy: *Stands on his tippy toes and pushes at the door* Zuuu?
Roscielle: *sounds hysterical* Why would a person do something like that..!?
Alphonse: *puts his hands on Azzy's shoulders, but he frowns at this* Because she's looking for cheap thrills -- does someone like her really need an explanation?
Roscielle: Cheap thrills, she called this place boring! -she lets out a hysteric sob again- Boring... the experiments we went through and the ones the people are put through here... -boring-!
Alphonse: *flinches, his hands squeezing Azzy's shoulders* ... She doesn't know anything, Roscielle. I doubt she cares to know -- someone as ignorant as she is cares little for what the rest of us have suffered.
Azzy: *lets out a noise and looks up at him, and then at Delysia, confused*
Roscielle: -she lets out a sob again- I hate myself for falling for her... I hate myself...
Alphonse: *as Delysia looks equally puzzled, but even more concerned* Oh, Roscielle, don't. You can't help who you fall for. You didn't know she could be so utterly, callously thoughtless -- and, clearly, she doesn't know anything about you. But none of that is your fault...
Roscielle: I don't... I don't believe that I could have... I don't understand... -coughs now, as she calms herself from these words- I need to see a nurse.. I'm too weak to move.. -she continues to sob silently-
Alphonse: Delysia -- that nurse you found for me?
Delysia: *quietly* Mister Ingway?
Alphonse: Yes. Go fetch him, will you?
(There's a click on the door, she unlocked it..)
Delysia: *nods quickly, but she raises her voice as she presses her hands against the door* Please don't-- don't... collapse or fall terribly ill before he gets here, Miss Roscielle...
Azzy: Zuu... -clings to his little tail and pokes the knob-
Delysia: *reaching down to try and turn the knob* Miss... Roscielle?
(But when they open the door, she's curled up, sobbing into her hands-- the roses flared out-- as if in a defensive position... but they all look blackened .. and there are several puddles of blood in her room. Delysia gasps, a muffled cry of Miss Roscielle! on her lips -- despite her fear, she hurries over to her... meanwhile, Alphonse stays in the doorway, his eyes darting frantically around the room, and his pale complexion becomes impossibly more so, sheet-white...)
Azzy: *his eyes go wide and he gasps, looking up at him* Zuuril zuu?
Alphonse: Ah... so much blood...
Azzy: -nods and then points at the flowers-
Alphonse: Y... yes. The... flowers... she's... *strained, his voice rising an octave* Delysia?
Delysia: O-oh, Miss Roscielle, why did this... w-wha? What?
Alphonse: The nurse...
Azzy: -frowns at his response, not sure how to handle this situation, and tries to scuttle for the nurse himself-
Delysia: Oh!! Oh, yes, of course -- how silly of me -- I'll be right back!! *and she tries to find Roscielle's hand or shoulder -- or something, anything to squeeze despite the thorns, and then she runs off after Azzy*
Roscielle: *lets out a small sob* I-I'm sorry... I'... -cries softly- I'm so sorry...
Alphonse: Don't be sorry... it's not your fault. I know the words sound useless, now... but it's true...
Roscielle: -she sobs again- How can I not see her, even if what she said disturbed me... I still want to.. -shakes her head and lets out a frustrated noise-
Alphonse: Hah. Love is funny that way...
Roscielle: What should... what should I do Mister Alphonse... -coughs-
Alphonse: ... Personally... I wouldn't trust her. But, before I attempt to give you any... advice... let me first ask -- irritating and ignorant though she may be, did she make you feel happy... as happy as one could in this place?
Roscielle: -sobs again- I-I don't know.. we.. we never met up much.. sh.. she's a womanizer.. I feel for someone like her..
Alphonse: ... To follow her sounds like a painful path to take. If it will leave you like this again, I hardly think it's worth it... *takes a slow, shallow, shuddering breath* I'll... give you better advice... when you've recovered. You're ill. You've been keeping yourself out of the sunlight, we need to--
Ingway: *his voice is low and resonant as he glides silently into the room* You were right.
Delysia: I-I told you...
Azzy: *peeks in behind Ingway as Roscielle lets out a scared sob and the roses flare out again*
Delysia: He won't hurt you, Miss Roscielle! He helped Alphonse with his hand...
Roscielle: -she stays silent now, once he's in the room, sobbing though, but doesn't have the energy to hide-
Delysia: P-please relax...
Ingway: *he lifts her with Telekinesis, and it's probably very easy to do so, with how small and light she is...*
Alphonse: Take her out to the sun.
(She mumbles, "I'm sorry" again, one last sob.. before passing out completely..)
Ingway: I will bring her back here when she recovers. *and he walks out, her body floating eerily behind him*
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Posted: Thu Sep 22, 2011 12:54 pm
"You need your rest, my dear friend..."
Participants: Delysia, Roscielle
Status: Incomplete
(When she finally pokes out to look around, there is another pitcher of water waiting near the bush, but Ingway is nowhere to be found. Roscielle downs the contents before trying to stumble back to her room, where Delysia is waiting for her)
Delysia: *frantically* Miss Roscielle? A-are you alright?!
Roscielle: *nods her head weakly* I'm fine, Miss Delysia, I'm fine...
Delysia: Oh... you... look a little better, but where is Mister Ingway? I thought he would take you back...
Roscielle: *shakes her head again, voice cracking slightly* I... I don't trust him at all...
Delysia: *puzzled* Why? Did he do something to you? He was very helpful with Alphonse...
Roscielle: He wants to observe me! He kept talking about my roses...
Delysia: They're, um, certainly interesting and observable, but... oh, dear...
Roscielle: *shakes her head again quickly* I don't trust him, I'll go out, just don't call him again...
Delysia: *nods hesitantly* Okay... Would you like me to come with you? To the courtyard?
Roscielle: Yes please... But I'm just going to sleep now...
Delysia: Let me know when you want to go, then!
Roscielle: Tomorrow... *smiles weakly and moves into her room hurriedly* Goodnight, Miss Delysia...
Delysia: *frowns a moment, but she smiles back, tail swishing* Goodnight, Miss Roscielle, I hope you rest well...
(The next few days she easily unlocks the door for either of them, but always seems to shut herself in her room once the sun begins to set. Delysia is more physical in her attempts to comfort Roscielle, holding her hand, hugging her despite the threat of cuts and tears to her dress... Meanwhile, Alphonse never stays close, but he cleans up all the blood from her room and gives her space or advice when she needs it. Because of this she tends to let Delysia stay longer than Alphonse, her responses not as private with him than with her... she feels more comfortable being near her, and tries to continue gaining control of her roses so as to not hurt the pink girl )
Delysia: How are you feeling today, Miss Roscielle?
Roscielle: -she rubs at her eyes softly, fixing the dress with a slight smile... she still has bags under her eyes, an they are still slightly red.. but she looks much healthier than before and does not have as much scratches and blood on her body- I'm feeling alright Miss Delysia... how are you..?
Delysia: I feel relieved! You certainly look better than before... *sits down on the bed near her; her dress bears a few more tears and extra stitches than before, and her hair is a little unkempt, her face tired, but her smile is genuine*
Roscielle: -her smile grows weaker as she notices this- I'm terribly sorry... I've kept you worried all this time, haven't I...?
Delysia: Oh, I've been worried, of course, but you were in a very bad state... Please don't feel guilty about me, Miss Roscielle!
Roscielle: -brows press forward, but she takes a deep breath in and lets it out before smiling once more- I won't, but know for sure that I will watch over you like a hawk if someone hurts you...
Delysia: *blinks, but she smiles at that* You and Alphonse both? Oh, my. Thank you, but I hope neither of you will have to do that...
Roscielle: -she clasps onto Delysia's hand softly, and nods, the roses keepign clear away from their hands- But I promise if anything hapens! I will forever watch over you, because you are my dear friend..
Delysia: *squeezes their hands, and brings Roscielle's up to her lips to kiss the back of her hand; it's a polite, chaste gesture, and her smile is still as innocent when she raises her head* You are one of my dearest friends, too. I've been very lucky, to find people like you here...
Roscielle: -this gesture makes her tear softly, her head nodding quickly as she tries to fight this back- W-w-what shall we do today, Miss Delysia..
Delysia: *frowns, and squeezes her hands once more* Would you like to go outside again? The weather looks lovely today...
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