Anna
November 19, 1:33 AM
West Commons
The sound drew closer still and then stopped until a skull covered in slime shot into view. Even without eyes the thing was clearly studying the girl. The brief moment of silence must have felt forever before the thing spoke. It had a soft but reverberatory voice. It was something she spent a lot of time practicing to make sound less gargled. "
Hello, my name is Anna. Are you hurt?" For the moment she didn't seem to care that the one before her likely shouldn't be there. That required a lot more thinking that was normally put forth by the slime girl.
Taking a step back she knelt down which caused her legs to fold up into one continuous blob with the bones suspended together. "
You look hurt to me. And scared. Why are you scared?" After asking the question it occurred to her that her appearance had startled a few other people on occasion. "
Don't worry. I won't hurt you. I like to help. Is there something I can do to help you?" Try as she might her naivete was quite strong. It has happened more than once that that was taken advantage of.
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Lillian
November 19, 1:38 AM
West Commons, Kantus' Clinic
This was not exactly what Lillian had wanted. The newly transformed woman sat in the corner, a fraction of her former size. From toe to wing tip she stood a mere 15 inches. Since her arrival in Valdoa just a day and a half ago her entire world had changed. She dared not leave the clinic for fear of what lay outside. Monsters and strange creatures, all of which seemed to tower over her and could end her should they so choose. If they know who she was, what she has done, they may.
At this point the only thing that lay between her and death was Kantus. In her confusion and panic she outed herself as the emeny. The strange owl man had been kind to her up until that point, tending to her wounds with a gentle touch. Back against the wall it was survival that prompted the fairy to divulge what she knew of the Fifty-Eighter's attack. Where they were coming, around what time they should arrive, everything she could remember at the time.
And now her leader was before her. Her comrads up on the mountian were dying to who knows what and it was her fault. Lillian was torn between two worlds and there was no way to go back. Breaking out of the emotional tug of war she fluttered over and lighed by Parish. Saluting slightly she looked broken. Knowing the man well they served together on many a hunt. There was little chance the Red Raider would recognize her now other than when they attempted to take her life two days ago. "
Dane, it's Lillian. Ol' Lil? I know you don't recognize me, it's a long story. But please, cooperate and maybe they'll be kind to you."
Ariamis