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 Posted: Sat Jul 03, 2010 9:31 pm
It was a very strange note the tot had received early one morning, left on her windowsill and written rather sloppily. It was simple enough for Cookie to be able to read it, thankfully, but it had still been a survive for the chimera to wake up and find out that someone was writing to her - she hadn't even gotten a pen pal yet!
The note said something about one of the other kids from the Caves being very very sad. It gave her address and asked Cookie to please go visit in order to cheer this child up. So she did what any reasonable chimera-kitten-girl would do: wrote her parents a very scribbly note to say where she'd gone and taking off into the sky to find whoever this person was.
Barton was thankfully not too far from her home and Cookie managed to guide herself through it to the numbers on her note. Soon enough, Noel had a chimera missile bumping into his door and landing on her tail awkwardly. It was getting so hard to slow down for a landing these days, particularly without a bunch of soft grass to plow right into.
Sitting up straight, Cookie straightened the little white dress she'd worn and brushed down her long pink hair, trying to look as cute and friendly as possible. After all, whoever this was needed help and she wanted to make them happy! Note clutched in her one hand, the tot knocked, hoping whoever it was didn't yell at her for visiting because she wasn't ready to fly back just yet.
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Posted: Mon Jul 05, 2010 12:21 pm
When the front door opened, a thin, pale man poked his head out. He seemed a bit frail, though it was only because of his worry for his daughter.
"Oh.. You must be one of the other children from the caves..." he spoke rather softly, seeming almost not there.. it had been a long few days, since the incident had occurred, but it seemed that He had not quite come to terms with what happened. After the visit with Darcy and Aaron, Alome Had gone deathly catatonic, not moving from where she was on her bed, except to use the bathroom. Here eyes seemed almost lifeless, like a porcelain doll.
"She is in the garden... I set her outthere so that she can get some air... It's not healthy being the way she is right now.." A saddened sigh had escaped his lips, as he closed the door behind him.
"We can get to the Garden this way.. " He pointed to a Wooden gate that fenced their yard in. Noel, though wearing raggedy clothes, seemed not to care how he looked, still going on to the entrance of their back yard. "Follow me.."
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Posted: Mon Jul 05, 2010 4:48 pm
Cookie nodded animatedly when he guessed where she was from correctly. The tot darted forward to hug him about his legs for a moment before following him towards the gate. After all, there was a kid to make happy too!
She kept pace with Noel, slithering along the ground towards the gate. Hopefully making the person she was supposed to see happy would make this man happy too, because he seemed pretty badly off as well. Had the note not specified it was a child, Cookie might've even assumed it meant Noel.
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Posted: Wed Jul 07, 2010 6:53 am
A faint smile made it's way to Noel's pale demeanor as the little child gave him a hug. He patted her head, making a silent wish. Please... Make my daughter smile again..
He opened the gate to reveal a large, and well-maintained yard, with about half of it converted into a flower garden. Amist the flowers sat a young girl, with hair the color of soft silver. She seemed lifeless, just sitting there, her legs bent at the knee by her side, and leaning against the fence that kept her flowers safe.
"The lilies are her favorite flowers.." Noel sighed, watching the slight breeze ruffle the flowers, as well as Alome's hair and clothing. Today, she wore a simple, lilac sundress, mainly because it was Noel who laid out her clothes for her. "But now.. She takes no joy in anything.. No smiles, no words.. Just silence. Do you think you can make her smile again..?"
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Posted: Wed Jul 07, 2010 8:05 pm
Cookie purred against the man for a moment before curling her tail a bit and slithering fully into the garden. Wow! It was just so pretty! Immediately the girl took in the scent of the flowers and the grass, liking this place already.
She blinked up at Noel's question. Did she think she could? Well certainly! Cookie was Cookie after all, she made everyone smile, right? The girl purred and nuzzled his hand affectionately before she was off, slithering across the yard to do something about this very sad and lifeless young girl.
Carefully, she leaned down to look at Alome for a few moments before crawling closer to the female and mewing a bit. SHe'd just see how much reaction she got before trying anything - who knew, this child might hate chimeras.
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Posted: Wed Jul 07, 2010 9:09 pm
With a sad and hopeful smile, Noel disappeared into his house. To him, the process in which Alome became her normal self was none of his business. All that mattered was that she would, indeed, smile again. Smile and find a purpose in life.
Through Alome's eyes, the world wasn't there. She was some place else entirely. A world filled with white. Just white, plain solitude, where no one else could reach her. She didn't feel the breeze that shook her dress. She didn't smell the sweet scents of the lilies she once adored. Her ears where deaf to the sounds that Cookie was making.. In her mind, in her own little world, she was floating in whiteness, seeming unable to escape. Though..She was unsure if she even wanted to.
The way the world was.. The corruption that spread like weeds throughout the core of every living being.. Why should she subject herself to that?
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Posted: Wed Jul 07, 2010 9:21 pm
On getting no response, Cookie took that as a sign that the other child wouldn't have too much trouble with her. So she promptly climbed up into Alome's lap, snuggling against her chest and began to purr lightly.
The world was always shades of soft pastels to Cookie, every since she'd opened her eyes. Darker things just made lighter colors stand out more, and life seemed like a warm embrace that carried her and loved her. White worlds and feelings that things were corrupted were as far from her mind as humanly possible and were they nearby, they'd still be safe. After all, everything was beautiful to Cookie. Even stuff that wasn't fun.
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Posted: Thu Jul 08, 2010 7:38 pm
A pressure seemed to climb it's way up against Alome's rather stiff body. In her world, her floating world of white, she could feel it still. It was warm, like a ball of fluff, like the ones you'd find floating in the air. Not heavy at all, but you could still feel it's presence. This feeling.. It was the first one that the butterfly girl had felt in a long time.. And it wasn't unwelcome. There wasn't anything wrong with a little warmth... Was it?
Outside of that white world, Alome subconciously turned her head to face that which was pressed against her.. Though she couldn't see her, Alome instinctively hugged the child against her. There weren't any smiles, nor any changes of expression. But atleast it was a reaction.
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Posted: Thu Jul 08, 2010 7:43 pm
Aha! There was something! Cookie continued her happy snuggles, mewing little tunes she knew in between long bouts of purrs. This butterfly girl seemed nice, and the tot was sure that once the sad was gone, they'd be really good friends. She just had to work hard to help and make this other girl smile!
Cookie's pink hair was soft and flowed with the breezes that blew Alome's dress and the flowers. Today was a nice day all right, especially as the little bells tied to ribbons in Cookie's hair began to chime and jingle lightly.
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Posted: Thu Jul 08, 2010 8:38 pm
Her world was becoming more and more foreign to her. The sounds of bells could be heard far, far away from where she floated... There was something strange going on. Why would, all of a sudden, her sound be returned to her? She didn't want it. Alome had given it up for a chance at piece in this place she had created. But.. Something was giving it all back to her. And she couldn't under stand why? Who was trying to break into there sanctuary? Who was trying to force her out of this perfect, blank slate of a world?
It must be this pressure. The one that seemed to grow more and more.. Her hands reached out, inside her world, and pressed down on where the pressure was coming from.. But.. She couldn't reach her chest.. Something soft was blocking it.. Blindly, she began to trace what was there.. Two eyes.. A nose... Ears... And all of it was soft.. What in the world was it?
Alome's body, her real body, began to do the same thing. Tracing Cookie's face with a gentle, soft finger.. It was almost as if she was blind.. In a way, she was. She was blind to her own world.
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Posted: Thu Jul 08, 2010 8:54 pm
Cookie giggled as fingers traced her features. Her little nose wrinkled under the touches and she screwed her eyes shut, the feeling tickling her. Once again the wind blew her hair and bells and Cookie's giggles and mews mingled with them.
Out of curiosity and amusement, the tot reached out one soft fuzzy finger to run down the bridge of Alome's nose. Well if they were feeling faces, she'd do that too!
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Posted: Thu Jul 08, 2010 9:18 pm
This pressure was driving Alome insane.. She couldn't tell what it was; an invisible entity that was forcing her to have her senses slowly returned to her. She didn't want this! Not at all! She was perfectly fine in her own little world, her happy world of white where nothing bad ever happened to anyone. Yet something was here, trying it's best to worm it's way into her domain. The pressure was slowly inching it's way up her body, and now it was on her nose. It tickled, reminding her of the feeling when she used to rub her cheeks against the soft, feathery lining of her pillows.
Her scent was coming back to her; scents that she loved. The sweet smell of sugar... A comforting scent of flour.. And what else... This smell.. it seemed so familiar to her, something that she used to be so very acquainted with.. Something she absolutely adored..
Where was she..? Was.. Was this white world not real..? Where was she really?
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Posted: Thu Jul 08, 2010 9:36 pm
Cookie mew curiously at the older girl, waving a hand in front of her eyes. "Lo? Wake up." she cooed, forcing the words in english rather than her chimera-kitten speak and hugging the older girl a bit more.
So far, it seemed she was starting to become more responsive and conscious at least. It wasn't a smile but it was a reaction! And that was good right? It meant she was getting close!
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Posted: Sat Jul 10, 2010 6:36 pm
First the bells, now a soft, faint voice telling her to wake up. What was happening to her sanctuary?! This world of white should have been filled with NOTHING. It was HER world, what were all these OTHER things that were suddenly appearing out of thin air?! And now, shadows began to dance infront of her eyes, as if they ruled this plan.
She had to take drastic actions, As loud as she could, she shouted into her world, "LEAVE ME BE!"
In the real world, however... All there was was a very soft whimper, and a movement that seemed to be her trying to move away from Cookie.
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Posted: Mon Jul 12, 2010 9:27 am
The littler girl pouted. Heeey, this was working just a minute ago. "Noo, you gotta get uuup." she said, mewing more and snuggling Alome, despite the other girl's wishes. No more being sad! This girl had to wake up and get better! It was making everyone else sad too!
"Uuup." Cookie half whined, "Play with Cookie." Playing might cheer the other up, right?
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