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 Posted: Mon May 24, 2010 7:14 am
"N-n-n-nothing! There's absolutely NOTHING in t-that water that I have to get! It's f-fine! TOTALLY fine!"
It didn't look fine. Not from the way Scheelite was staying away from the water and staring at it nervously. But what was in there? It should be nothing, it was just water afterall.
....Right?
Without another word, Scheelite wrapped one gloved hand around a rock and stood up to 'investigate' once more. The teen inched over towards the water, seemingly afraid of whatever it was that awaited him. But damnit, he could take it. He could so take it!
When he peeked cautiously into the water once more, his reflection met him. Except his reflection looked very little like him. Same acid eyes, same blonde hair, same uniform. What wasn't typical was the way those eyes glinted with a hint of something sinister, or the way his hair seemed just a bit more wild, or the way his uniform was splattered with blood rather than brightly colored stars and other things. Reflection-Schee didn't seem to mind. In fact, he seemed downright delighted.
All at once it hit him. This....this is what his partner referred to as Hyde.
"That's NOT me!" Schee was shouting and pointing an accusing finger down at his grinning reflection. "That's not who I am..it..it c-can't be! I'm me, not YOU."
The rock he had brought with him was hurled into the water straight at the reflection. The resulting ripples broke up the image of the darker Scheelite.
"Not me..." Whispered now, as he continued to stare down at the rippling water.
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Posted: Mon May 24, 2010 6:09 pm
"I've heard enough," she said, "of course it's not you, it's a hideous swamp-witch, or something." Rosalind watched as Scheelite scooped a rock up and hurl it into the water. Maybe all of the Negaverse was like this, and it was kind of interesting to see how a Negaverser carried himself without worrying about your starseed being stolen.
Rosalind, suddenly confident, strutted over to the pond once more. "Look, it's not you," Rosalind told him, "it's a--" she shrieked. It was her reflection!! But it was hideous, it couldn't have been. She was going crazy. She'd rather be crazy than ugly.
What she saw in the pond was a girl with knappy, disgusting hair, wrinkles all over her face, and saggy eyes. "Scheelite," she started, "what do I look like... to you?" She retreated from the pond and began to feel her face.
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Posted: Mon May 24, 2010 6:23 pm
Scheelite stood nearby, hands across his chest and gripping his arms to rub at them like one did when they were chilled. Rather than being cold, Scheelite was trying to reassure himself that it was okay. It wasn't working.
"Y-y-you look the same as you always do. N-nice clean clothing, hair which clearly took a lot of time, ya know? I'm...n-not covered in blood, am I?"
It was a sudden change in subject, but he couldn't help but ask. Green eyes were wider than usual and looking a bit distant. Like it was hard for him to focus on just what was in front of him due to some thoughts. Namely the disturbing image found in his reflection in the pond.
He cringed, wiping furiously at one of his arms. Scheelite could feel the blood, but his eyes told him it wasn't there. Sill, a second opinion wouldn't hurt...
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Posted: Mon May 24, 2010 8:28 pm
"Scheelite, if you were covered in blood," Rosalind started, "I would not speak to you." She flipped her hair. Of course she looked beautiful, why wouldn't she?! She strutted away from the pond, she had had enough of it.
"Let's go," she said, "there's some nasty witch in the water." Rosalind pulled the map out of her collar and studied the dots where they were-- off track, of course. "We're a little behind now, thanks to you," she said disdainfully. She made it sound as if they were being timed, but in reality, she just wanted to get to the 'center' so she could get home.
"Hurry up, or I'll leave you behind!" She hopped over the shrubs and through the trees (making sure not to ruin her outfit any further this time) and found herself on course once more. Rosalind was kind of grumpy now.
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Posted: Mon May 24, 2010 8:59 pm
"If I didn't know better I'd think you didn't like me or something Ros. Why are you always trying to leave me behind? I've been helping!"
He should leave, really he should. Just turn and walk off and leave Rosalind behind. But then he would be without a map -and- be alone. As much as he was starting to doubt this team-up he knew wandering around lost and alone would be about ten times worse.
No, he'd suck it up. For now.
"Wait up!"
He was still rubbing at his arms furiously and mumbling something here and there but at least he was following. Rosalind was stuck with her traveling companion at least a while longer. Away from the pond Scheelite had to admit the forest wasn't so bad. Sure, it had it's pitfalls and traps, but the air was clean and filled with the songs of birds. All around was beautiful scenery, hell there was even a deer over there. Awesome!
Annnnd then the deer was leaving the safety of the forest and moving out to follow Rosalind on the opposite side Schee was walking. ....Odd.
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Posted: Tue May 25, 2010 4:17 pm
"Don't be silly," Rosalind said flatly, "I enjoy your company just fine." Notice how she said his company, and not Scheelite himself. Although she was awful and rotten, Rosalind actually did, in the deepest part of herself, enjoy Scheelite. To an extent. She did wonder, though, why they weren't battling like the Senshi and Negaverser they were.
"But if you weren't so, what's the word... All over the place? I wouldn't have to leave you behind." She traipsed forward, following the map closely. But then she felt something next to her. A deer? "Just ignore it," she said, "maybe it will go away." Rosalind felt like a princess! The forestland creatures followed her, like Snow White! But she didn't want to touch it. Or sing to it. "Maybe you should sing to it, ohohoho," she said, "that'll scare it away."
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Posted: Tue May 25, 2010 6:32 pm
"First of all, my singing so would not scare it away. Second of all why would I -want- to scare it away? It's a friendly deer!"
At this the deer proved just how 'friendly' it was by reaching out to nibble on Rosalind's skirt.
"...See! It likes you!"
The deer turned it's head to look at Scheelite. It stared for a long moment or two (during which Scheelite felt even more uncomfortable and went right back to rubbing the 'blood' off his arms) before resuming it's attention Rosalind. Which meant it was right back to trying to chew away at her dress.
"T-this one won't lead us into a hole. Not like the hummingbirds! Nu uh, the deer seems...nice. I think."
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Posted: Wed May 26, 2010 4:06 am
Rosalind had a certain amount of suspicion towards animals in these lands, what with those hummingbirds metamorphosing into fairies and subsequently trying to lure them into a pitfall and all. Then there was that awful raven who, although he provided a map, Rosalind did not particularly like.
And now this deer was chomping on her skirt. Which had been previously ripped on a branch in the trees. Along with her glove, which ripped prior to that. This just wasn't a good day for poor Rosalind. "Shoo, shoo," she spat, "it likes my skirt, Scheelite." Rosalind tried to swat the bestial thing away, but to no avail. Her hand-swatting only served to anger the creature, to which it bellowed an awful moan at her in detest.
Rosalind recoiled, pulled her skirt away (which caused a piece of fabric to rip off and into the deer's mouth) and scurried to the opposite side of Scheelite. "No, it won't lead us into a hole, but it'll eat my clothes until I'm... Unclothed!!!" If wanted some flesh, she'd hoped it would go after Scheelite first. "I'm sure you don't want to see that, do you?"
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Posted: Wed May 26, 2010 8:43 pm
"Well you're -wearing- the skirt, so it must like you too! Or at least you choice in fashion? ...It's something, at least!"
The deer didn't seem bothered. While Rosalind took refuge behind the Negaverser it simply chewed on the bit of her dress that had been ripped off. Scheelite had a huge urge to try and pet the deer, but when he made a move to do so it fixed him with such a glare that he immediately drew his hand back.
"...Keeping your clothes on is a very good idea though. Maybe we should just keep walking?"
Scheelite tried to hurry her along, but no amount of walking could deter the deer. It simply followed along at a steady pace, chomping away at the bit of fabric hanging from it's mouth.
"It's following us..." Scheelite whispered to his traveling companion like it was some sort of secret the deer was following right behind.
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Posted: Thu May 27, 2010 5:45 pm
Rosalind began to panic. This seemed like an awful, awful, horrid nightmare that she couldn't even fathom dreaming up. A nightmare usually had a monster chasing you, or being stabbed, or falling off a cliff or a witch or something like that-- but a deer eating your clothes? That was truly horrendous.
"Yes, I see it," she said, "I really think that you should try singing at it. Maybe Yakkity Yak, or something." Rosalind eyed the deer behind her, who was currently content to chew up the fabric in its mouth. When it was finished, would it want more? She looked down at her poofy skirt and cursed herself for having such a lovely sailor soldier getup.
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Posted: Mon May 31, 2010 12:02 pm
"Well if you really want me to sing Rosalind, I will! But only because you asked so nicely...and provided a song!"
Maybe singing would scare the deer? Or maybe the deer would actually like the singing and continue it's path with them anyway. Only one way to find out.
"Yakety Yak, don't talk back! Yakety yak, yakety yak, yakety yak, yakety yak DON'T TALK BACK!"
Unfortunately Rosalind suggested a song that Scheelite only knew part of by heart, and that part was simply the 'yakety yak' portion of the song. So for the vast majority of the rest of their trip to the center of the forest the lovely Sailor Soldier of Wealth was 'treated' to song by her unlikely companion. The deer followed too, chewing contently on Rosalind's dress the entire way.
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Posted: Mon May 31, 2010 5:24 pm
Unfortunately, Scheelite's singing did not serve to deter the bestial deer. Maybe it liked his singing, who knew. "In ANY case," Rosalind said angrily, "I've heard enough." She pulled the magical map out to ascertain how far from the center they were.
"Good news," Rosalind told Scheelite, "we're not too far from the center!" She put the map in front of his face so he could see a visual representation rather than verbal, but quickly pulled it back. As she rolled the map up, the deer pulled another bit of her skirt off, albeit much smaller. Rosalind had enough of the woodland creatures, and finally conceded to her frustration. "Get away from me, you disgusting little maggot!" Rosalind swatted the deer in the nose and hopped to the other side of Scheelite once more, to put a distraction between the two.
Luckily, it bounded off into fairy forest and let the two be. "Thank goodness," she said.
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