Between the abundance of trees, faint sunlight had pierced through the branches and spotted the shadowed path with patches of light. Some lovely flowers blossomed up, emitting an off-setting aura that would normally set someone to the brink of insanity, sending one through a wave of nausea and hallucinations.
Of course, such a thing wouldn’t phase someone who seems to be rather insane as a default personality. Wylenora happily trotted along, exaggerating each step with a little bounce as a cheerful melody hummed its way through a closed smile. Nothing seemed possible in ruining her perfect day.
Not even the hand that hesitantly ghosted her shoulder, slowing turning her around in a curious manner as she met a face akin to her own -- half of her own, that is -- only to roughly slam her body against the nearest tree in a burst of rage and fury.
“What the hell have you done?!” Lenora didn’t even hold back despite technically knowing who she was speaking to. Sure, the person before her did personify both Wylona and herself split down the center, but she refused to acknowledge the abomination before her as someone connected to her. Instead she used more force into the shove, growling as the other only laughed at her futile efforts of intimidation. “Answer me already,” she spat in disgust at the other’s reaction. “Where IS she?!”
Spots dotted Wylenora’s vision as she laughed at the pain of her head snapping backwards against the rough bark she was being held against. It felt amazing to actually be in pain. To feel. To exist. Sure, laughing heartily in such a moment like this didn’t seem appropriate if she cared for her safety, but she never did care for such details.
Wylenora lightly tilted her head to the side, humming in thought as she pondered the question. Or, pretended to do so. “How should I know? Is this what having a sibling is like...sis..-?!”
A sharp slap immediately came into contact with her cheek, leaving a painful sting on her skin as well as an ache somewhere within her very skull. Somehow she found the sensation funny, but only smiled in response. “Well, I did sense her presence. Hehe, guess I’m the special one! I’m connected to the both of you, so I’ll always know what happens!”
Lenora only gripped the girl tighter, nails purposefully digging into her skin as she spoke through gritted teeth. “Just shut up. You disturb me to no end. I could end you instantly if I so wished...” The words trailed off as she struggled to maintain composure, letting her captive alter loose before shooting a piercing glare at the other. “What are you waiting for? Take me to her this instant.”
A light shrug and roll of the shoulders was all she received as a response, already setting off towards a predetermined path different from her original one. Lenora was already following a safe distance behind, a torch already prepared in advance to chase away the threat of darkness when the time came. Deep breaths and silent reassurances of her closest companion, her only friend, would surely be safe...right..?
All her composure shattered upon hearing the psycho’s words: “Sooo....which would you prefer to find first: Wylona’s body? Or her ghost?”
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