Hell's Butterfly

Sin: Pride ~ Housing: E1 [Affiliated with Pandora's box Rp Group] / The tag I track is hellsmadhatter

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I spy with my little eye~

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Blushing a little the summoner cupped her own cheeks and smiled a little at the flattery, it wasn’t a new concept as Edge was always trying to win her affections though with Belial? It was almost like an entirely different experience together. Hearing the charms in her hair cling together as a breeze took her hair and moved it in a slow dance, Rydia then looked back to the one keeping her company under the tree.

“I promise~ I’ll always smile. I have to or else, the people here might lose a little hope. This place is dark, this island of Lumen and I know it’s stirring everyone so I will always smile that.. and well.. I have no reason not to~”

Home, about the place she came from. It bought back memories of the small village she had once resided in, called home til Baron’s knights had come to destroy it, un beknown to them of course but it still weighed on her heart a little.

With her head looking down to the grass, Rydia began to speak of the homes she had.

“Well, I guess I was born into a small village called ‘The village of the Mist’. It was such a peaceful place and everyone could summon Eidolons.. we were all so happy..”

Smiling she gave a small laugh to hide the pain and did so quite well before continuing on with her story.

“I moved away from my village and traveled a little bit before Leviathan took my to the Feymarch. That is my home. It is a realm where Eidolon’s, magic and those chosen by the king and queen can live in peace. Human’s don’t live there often for you see time flows so very differently there so the training you undergo can be quite harsh. In the end though? It is so very worth it~”

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"One is ever so glad to hear it. The smile of a beautiful girl can light up the darkest places, one has seen it occur on many occasions. It is sad to see such a light fade from the world~" she chuckled and reached out, gently stroking a nail down the summoner's cheek. "One will aim to make sure nothing harms that smile~" 

The hatter let her hand drop and listened intently to Rydia's words, deciding from them that the girl was definitely not from the home she knew. For the human world did not know such power. It intrigued her, and she rather wished that she could see it, but she also did not fail to notice the pain as Rydia spoke of her home. Pain was something she was good at picking up on, it was always a useful tool when it came to manipulating those she needed to do what she wanted. However it was not the case with Rydia. 

"It sounds truly fascinating~ one wishes one could see it. Though one does believe we are trapped very nicely in this place for now. Home seems very far away.." She glanced to the side."Something not so pleasant happened to you princess... one can tell from the tone, it is so very sad to hear such a thing in your voice. Is there something one can do to ease what you are feeling?" she smiled leaning across to cup gently at the woman's cheek. "So one can make sure that smile stays radiant and shinning~"

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Different Forms of Hell [Revy and Belial]

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“… Do ya ever shut the fuck up, bitch?”

Call it rude, call is vulgar, Revy would most likely never give a damn. That was just the way she was. She had grown up with no one giving a second thought about her, so it was always going to be a habit for her to be a unreasonable bitch towards someone else, especially if she had trouble with understanding their confusing way of speaking. The enquiry about her tattoos caught the mercenary off guard though.

There was a simple arch of the eyebrow. A rather out of the blue question, don’t you think? Still, no matter. At least the topic had changed into something relatively more interesting. 

“Uh… Just a simple… artistic display.” She answered, casting a quick glance over the range of inked decorations. “Why, ya got a problem with them? Ain’t much comin’ from someone wearing a fabulous hat like that!” A snigger erupted in the back of Revy’s throat.

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The hatter chose to ignore the first remark, she did so enjoy playing playing with people, and when the more angry they became, the more amused she tended to be. Having occupied hell for as long as she had, foul language and bad attitudes were nothing new to her, she simply chose to ignore them. However if she had been in her own territory... Well, her reaction may have been a little more severe. 

Raising her hand she pressed a blood red nail to her lips. "My my, you are defennsive aren't you?" she gave a chuckle. "One was merely curious as to whether the design was special. One appreciates true artistic design." she tilted her head to the side, her other hand brushing gently across her thigh as she regarded the woman standing in front of her. "One also has a tattoo, though it is not quite so elaborate as yours. And those who see it.. Well.." she smirked "The price of such a thing is high.." 

"So kind of you to comment on one's hat. It is a masterpiece is it not~?" she grinned, knowing full well that the comment was not meant in such a way, though it was far more amusing to pretend she had taken it as such. "Your attitude, one can tell you are a woman who is not to be taken lightly. Would one be permitted to ask why that is?" the hatter was curious about such a woman. 

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I spy with my little eye~

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Princess? Surely not, she was no princess and to be called one only made her blush, smile and shake her head. 

“O-oh no I’m no princess~ Hehe, just Rydia even Lady Rydia is something I’ve never really been called before either so thank you very much~”

If the girl would have known just what Belial was thinking, by making her a queen of hell? Naturally Rydia wouldn’t have been to contain blush marring her cheeks ferociously but she would have to decline. The Mist Dragon flew up and away into the skies of Pandora before dispersing and Rydia watched with a smile, that beautiful smile she wore everywhere~ Even when the weights of life burdened her down none would ever see it. 

“Maybe~ Whyt will grow strong I know he will, because I’ll see to it that it happens but as for what shapes and forms he will take? Well who knows~ I guess it will depend on how I raise him.”

Sitting back underneath the tree, Rydia once again bought her knees to her chest and smiled to the Hatter. 

“Well, what is it you’d like to know? You can ask anything you’d like Hatter~”

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"All girls are princesses in their hearts Miss Rydia, one simply likes to bring that side of you out, a woman's true beauty is revealed when she is smiling, one aims to see this always~" another smirk graced her lips as she spoke, the words rolling easily from her tongue, she had captured many a beautiful girl with these words. This one however, this girl was special and as such, the hatter wanted to give her a title that was worthy of her. 

"One has no doubt that Whyt will become quite powerful. You show a love and devotion to such creatures that one finds simply delightful. It is not often one sees such caring, as one's home is a cold and dark place..." she smiled a little as she talked of her home, hell, how she wished to save it. "But one finds that there is no other place one would rather be. For home is where the heart lies, one has no heart, so home is a place where others like this dwell... One would not change it for anything.." 

"Though there are certain... creatures one wishes to dispatch..." she smiled an evil smile before turning her head back towards Rydia. "But such a beautiful princess should not have to listen to such things, will you tell one about the place you come from? Such powerful magic, one would like to know more of it's origins. It is quite fascinating, and ever so curious~" 

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Different Forms of Hell [Revy and Belial]

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As swiftly as a bullet, dangerous russet eyes pursued the stranger’s movements. Upon witnessing a set of… wings?! Revy’s eyes halted, and instead increased by a couple centimetres. She’d experienced a lot of crazy bullshit back with her team of mercenaries, but she couldn’t seem to recall the last time she’d seen someone stretch their goddamn wings. Dismissing the thought (and to avoid looking like a complete idiot), the gunslinger’s gaze returned to normal, but still maintained that baffled sense of curiosity. She removed the burning cigarette from her chapped lips, tossed it to the ground and crushed the remains with the heel of her combat boot. Then, her arms folded over her chest, and the jagged tattoos almost seemed to curl and recoil on her upper right arm.

Now that the previous worry was vacated from the mercenary’s mind, she had gained one more thing to irritate herself over: understanding what the hell the stranger was saying. Revy wasn’t academically bright, so when it came to someone using intellectual vocabulary on her as a form of conversing or defence, the only logical come back (in her opinion) she could seem to muster up always, always involved the word: fuck.

Although, in this case, the term one seemed to be coming up in more ways than none. It only continued to enrage Revy more due to the fact that she could hardly keep up with the hatter’s non-stop babbling.

“Damn right you’ve fuckin’ offended me.” She hissed, jabbing a thumb in her direction.

“I don’t give a fuck if ya were getting acquainted, shit-fer-brains. Just don’t do it again, goddamnit, if ya know what’s fuckin’ good fer ya.”

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The hatter gave a perfectly calm chuckle to the response, it seemed she was getting on all the wrong sides of some people here in this place. It seemed some were.. a little resistant to politeness, though her politeness was more often then not a game to test her opponents. 

"Once again one offers one's sincerest apologies. It seems some of the occupants of this wonderland are a little touchy, one does wonder why this is so. Although one has come to understand being in this place means you have been torn from your home, which one understands to be quite traumatic for some.." she had her head tilted to the side, studying the woman in front of her. The tattoos intrigued her, they were quite intricate and she appreciated the art. 

"The artwork on your arms is quite fabulous~ does it mean something? Or is it simply artistic display?" 

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“One is pleased to meet you, Hatter! One’s never met someone with such a name.. it’s pretty cool.” And somehow familiar. The red rose holder can’t quite place where in the world she could have heard such a name before, though. Her mentioning of ‘Alice’ further gave way to familiarity, but once again Ib wasn’t able to remember where she’s heard it.

“I don’t want you to have fallen, though! I can be Alice and spare you a fall.” Her expression finally gives way to a quiet laughter, the mental image of Hatter falling down a rabbit hole too silly to fit her.

And the question of truth: Pandora! As an older resident of Pandora she must take up the duty of explaining the situation to newcomers as well as possible. If she’s efficient enough at it, people may just come to her to hear her magnificent explanations! .. Hah, quite the silly thought that is, adults coming to a kid for help. Although, to inform Hatter she dropped their little game momentarily. “You’re in a place called Pandora, Miss Hatter. We were all taken from our home and brought here..” Ib rests her head on her hand, studying her company with worry on her face. How will she react? “.. You can’t exactly go home, I’m afraid to say.. but everyone here is really nice so it seems homey.”

.. Scratch that storytelling idea. The brunette likes describing the landmass, but worry never fails to grip her tummy when she awaits the reaction of the receiver. Luckily she hasn’t met anyone who’s burst into tears at the news, but their sad expressions are enough to make her feel terrible.

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Hearing the explanation from the child she tilted her head with a slight smile. How very interesting. Taken from their homes and brought here. This Pandora must be very powerful indeed. But she could not stay, as one of the satans, she had to return to hell. Just imagining what those fools were getting up to in her absence.. It wouldn't surprise her if they managed to destroy what little was left of her home. 

"Curious indeed, though one wonders why one is here. Though it does seem like a fun game~ A game one would like to play. The game of Pandora~" she gave a slightly mad chuckle as she spoke, more to herself than the child in front of her. 

"How big is this place? One has not had the chance to explore. Would you be so kind as to show me around princess? If you are not busy of course, for one hates to impose~" 

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Such a reception~

"How very interesting, one did not expect so many~" The hatter gave a spectacular bow as she watched the growing crowd. "It is a pleasure for one to make your acquaintance~" 

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Two more in the dog house,

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Alright, whoever this was had just irked the hell out of him. What was it with this place and being populated with arrogant sons of bitches? Oh right, Lang was beginning to piece together just what the goddess might be doing here.seeing the word gently glowing upon one’s chest he noted it said Pride and that’s where this’d go down hill.

“Well then, one has already said he’d like to be called Lang. L A N G, keep calling me Mr Wolf and I’ll call you whatever I damned well feel like it.. got it one?”

Lang’s golden gaze held a little animosity in them as he addressed whoever this one was, whoever it was, Lang knew to keep an eye on this one.

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A wicked smile bloomed over her lips as the man responded. This man was easy to toy with, it amused her greatly. 

"Oh dear, has one offended you Mr Wolf? One offers one's most humble apologies. Should you use proper manners, one might be more inclined to address you as you request, however your way of speaking is quite abhorrent. It offends one's ears." 

The hatter continued to smile, her voice remaining completely flat as she spoke. 

"If you would wish to insult one though, one recommends learning how to speak more eloquently. The words may have the effect you desire... Mr detective wolf."

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I spy with my little eye~

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“Hatter~ Okay then thank you very much~”

Leaning forwards to look at ground under her knees she smiled and went on to think about how best to explain an Eidolon. The summoner smiled and after a moment of rocking back and forwards she looked to the Hatter and gave a nod. 

“I think it’d be best to just show you~ Then explain it~” Standing Rydia moved a few paces forwards, closing her lilac hues as she reached out her palms to either side of her, letting the very gentle breeze and air tickle her palms. Stopping she opened her eyes and gave an eloquent twirl on the spot, her left hand reaching down to brush her finger tips along the blades of grass before mist began to form in the palms of her hands. Standing upright once again and now facing the Hatter, Rydia bought her hands to her chest before painting the air with the mist above her head. 

It wasn’t long now before a thick foggy mist began to cloud Rydia from the view of both Whyt and the Hatter, the mist slowly began to take a form. After a moment the mist formed into a very beautiful dragon of the mist. When the summoning was complete Rydia walked up to the dragon and pet down it’s nose only to hear low rumble of a purr and then she held it’s head gently in an embrace and kissed it’s forehead in respect. 

“Thank you for coming my friend~”

Looking over to the Hatter she smiled and stood beside her Mist Dragon. 

“This is my most precious Eidolon and partner. I trust him with my life as he does with his own in my hands. I share a bond with magical entities that have elemental and non elemental attributes. These attributes can help me when I need to protect those in need~ Those I love and to help whenever I can. They will only come when I call however~ That’s to say you couldn’t call my Mist Dragon.”

Smiling she then pointed to Whyt who was still sitting beside the Hatter. 

“He is a baby Eidolon and he needs my help to grow.”

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Belial watched Rydia as she moved to her spot a few feet away and began the summoning. Not many things surprised the hatter, having lived among angels and demons for all her her rather long life. But this, this was something she'd never lain eyes on before. Yeas, this place was full of interesting creatures. Getting to her feet she stood in front of Rydia, eyes examining the dragon. The sly smile that generally played across her lips more evident than ever. 

"Well now, how curious. Very curious indeed. One has never seen such a creature summoned like this. One has seen dragons, or rather demons that take their form..." she inclined her head once again. 

"Thou truly are worthy of the title of princess Miss Rydia~" She grinned, if she should ever leave this place, she would take Rydia with her as the new queen of hell. Nothing would please her more than such a thing. 

"One wonders if your Whyt will also be such an impressive sight when he is grown. It's ever so fascinating. One would like to know more about your powers Lady Rydia, if you would be so kind as to talk some more~ this hatter is truly taken by your beauty and power, one must know more~"

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Two more in the dog house,

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“Well ain’t you jus the most interestin’ pup I’ve seen bout this place.”

Lang came off as arrogant and rude to most people but that was just part and parcel of who he was and if you didn’t like it..deal with it.

“Mr Wolf?”

“Lang’s fine pup.”

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Pup?

She had never been referred to as such, it even made her twitch a little, but other than that she gave no outside indication as to how much that little nickname annoyed her. Hell's mad hatter would never be anyone's pup. 

"One will call you Mr Wolf. And Mr Wolf? One would appreciate you not being so overly familiar." she inclined her head politely. "As for whether or not one is interesting~" she extended her arms and bowed quite low, catching her hat as it fell from her head. "That is for you to find out, for you have not quite seen just how interesting one can be~"

Standing up she placed the hat back on her head, sly smile still gracing her lips. 

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I spy with my little eye~

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Seeing the other look over Whyt she smiled, everyone had that reaction to her partner and she put him down just in front of them both. 

“His name is Whyt, he is my partner and one of my trusted Eidolon’s. Tell me have you ever heard of such entities? And I don’t mean to be rude but what’s your name?”

Walking back to the tree Rydia sat back and pulled her knees up and into her chest but continued to offer a warm smile. Padding the grass beside her she invited the other over to sit beside her. Fiddling with the charms hanging from her clothes she tipped her head to the side with a small giggle. 

“It was simply the truth you know~ The way you speak really is different but I think it’s beautiful. More people should be individual like you~ I have tried but well, I’m just me~”

Giggling again Rydia tucked away a stray strand of emerald back and behind her ear. Whyt after observing the strange one before them narrowed his eyes a little with a pout before making his way over to Rydia and stood by her, more then a little protectively.

“Whyt be nice~”

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Still smiling a sly smile the woman took a seat beside the beautiful woman. Placing her hat on the ground beside her she inclined her head once again to Rydia.  "It is not rude. One is called Mad Hatter, or simply Hatter to those who are closer. You may call one Hatter if you desire Lady Rydia." she leaned back against the tree casually, assessing the information that had been offered by the other. "One has not heard of an Eidolon. Though it is not surprising, there are a lot of things here that one does not understand. It is odd. Ever so odd, but then one is quite familiar with the odd." she chuckled a little, once again more talking to herself than anyone else. She tilted her head forwards, letting the bright red strands obscure her face for a moment. 

"Will you enlighten this hatter? One would like to know more about such a pretty flower~" 

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Two more in the dog house,

“Two more dragged into this dog pit huh? Feh, just what is this goddess even thinking. No strategy.”

Taking off his glasses the wolf smirked and observed the two newest civilians of Pandora and geez were they a colourful bunch.

“Name’s Shi-Long Lang. Detective here in Pandora and should you need anything? Don’t be afraid to speak up pups ‘right?”

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Looking back over her shoulder the hatter then turned to face the man. Well well, it was the first man she'd encountered since coming to this place. She inclined her head slightly before tilting it to the side. 

"One thanks you for the introduction Mr Wolf." a sly smile played over her lips, for he truly did remind her of a wolf. "If one requires such a thing, one will be sure to come find you~"  

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I spy with my little eye~

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Rydia had been wandering about Pandora with her partner Whyt, just trying to explore as much as she could so that it became a familiar place and not something that was foreign. Though it seemed like a small cute town Rydia knew otherwise. 

Finally making her way to one of the parks she sat under the tree, smiling and invited Whyt to come and sit with her. 

“It’s a little different to the Feymarch and home isn’t it?” Smiling she continued to talk to her partner, picking him up and placing him in her lap. “I wonder if anyone else got ‘dragged’ here? Probably not.. do you think this is more training Whyt?”

The little creature looked up at her a little concerned and reached up with small white arms to gently hold Rydia’s face. A small noise then escaped the little Eidolon to try and cheer up the summoner and gave a smile to her. It wasn’t long before Whyt felt someone else’s presence and stopped still, concentrating. 

“Whyt what’s wrong?” 

Rydia then stood up and looked up, charms adorning her hair and body jingled as she did so and looked around only to see … someone … come down from out of the tree. Just how long where they there for? Taking a step back as to give a polite amount of distance she listened to those words and instantly smiled. 

Everyone here speaks so fluently with pretty language~

 ”My name is Rydia~ It’s nice to meet you. The way you speak, it’s very beautiful~”

Smiling Rydia then picked up Whyt and hugged him to her chest, the little Eidolon keeping a close eye on the strange stranger. 

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Belial bowed again, a sly smile playing about her lips. This woman, this Rydia, she had manners. It was a nice change, the hatter appreciated it greatly. Taking her hat off she placed it over her chest, it was only polite to remove one's hat in the presence of a lady. 

"One is not worthy of such compliments." She chuckled a little as she watched the beauty in front of her. "Lady Rydia, one is humbled to be in your presence. If you have no objections, one would like to join you under this tree~" The hatter had begun to wonder if she could find a bride for lucifer-sama here, and if she did, would she be able to get them home? As one of the seven satans, it was not well for her to be away for long, but she would stay here for now, it interested her. The thought occured to her however, that she should find a way to leave, if she could. 

Belial's eyes traveled off the woman to the small creature standing beside her, the one studying the demon with intense scrutiny. "One has not seen such a creature before. One is curious about where it may come from.." she said the words quietly, almost to herself, but no doubt Rydia would be able to hear them. 

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I spy with my little eye~

Having learnt a few things about the place she had been thrown into, Belial went exploring. She'd met some interesting creatures here, which was well, as the hatter may become bored otherwise. And should she become bored, she would begin to stir a few pots. Chuckling to herself she made her way through the winding pathways of Sundale park when a pretty little bird caught her eye.  Yes, a shining creature. One that caught even her attention. The brightness called to her as she made her way over to the woman, but a simple entrance would not do. Belial smirked, a simple entrance would not fit such a beautiful creature. seeing that she was standing beneath a rather large tree the hatter had an idea. Unfurling her wings she glided quickly and silently through the sky easily navigating the branches and hiding her wings again. Seated now directly above the beauty she spoke. "One was struck by the beauty of this park, until one's eyes were captured by a greater beauty..." dropping from the branch she bowed before the woman. "One is ever so pleased to make your acquaintance. Would one be permitted to know your name?"

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Though the young lady had intended to introduce herself to each and every one of these strangers individually they were starting to appear at a rate she could not fathom.

Kougyoku lifted her thick, silk dress sleeves to her face to hide the shame that was reddening her normally clear visage. As a princess, the girl had never had to deal with so many individuals without the assistance of her most trusted adviser, Ka Koubun.

As her shoulders trembled under the stress, her hands dropped from her face, revealing a suspiciously calm young woman; however, anyone close enough would’ve noticed that her crimson strands were clinging to small beads of sweat that had started to form along her fair brow.

Though her golden gaze glimmered with concern, she forced a brilliant smile. Her arms opened wide, palms upturned, as she addressed the large crowd with the most majestic voice she could summon.

“It is a pleasure to meet all of you! I am the Kou Empire’s eighth princess, Kougyoku Ren. Please, if you could introduce yourselves I would be most grateful.”

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A princess? Well how delightful. With a slight smirk playing over her lips she approached the young woman, removing her hat and bowing low. 

"Princess, one would like to introduce one's humble self~" her smirk grew as she straightened up in front of the girl. "One is simply known as the Mad Hatter, or Hatter should you deem it easier to remember." taking the princess's hand she placed a delicate kiss on the back of it before letting it fall once again. 

"It is a pleasure to meet such a beautiful princess in this place. One is truly honoured~"

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What began as a seemingly honest inquiry appeared to have turned into a game of sorts upon the woman continuing to use the word ‘one’ in her sentences, a game of which Ib didn’t mind in the slightest. This’ll be fun! “One’s name is Ib, a resident of Pandora. Can one ask what your name is, too?”

Something was particularly interesting to the brunette (among other things): this lady’s hat! It was so big and silly looking, and yet it gave her a feeling of seriousness and history, almost as though its gone through too much to be a simple accessory. She could only assume that it was an object of importance to the stranger, and with that importance probably came a vast expanse of stories. Perhaps following this meeting she’ll be able to hear a tale if her assumption proves to be true. It’s something to look forward to.

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Belial smiled as the child adopted her way of speaking. In an adult she might have viewed it as an insult, but the innocence of the girls's smile indicated it was harmless. 

"You may ask one's name Ib, though whether one decides to honour the request is another matter. A resident of Pandora? One assumes that one has become a resident also, how very interesting." she took a break from thinking aloud to once again smile to the girl in front of her. "You may address one as the Hatter, it is what one is known as back home." she bowed slightly. The one and only, ever so slightly insane mad hatter of hell.  "And if one is the hatter you may be Alice~" she chuckled slightly, "Or maybe in this story the hatter has become Alice for the hatter is the one who has fallen down the rabbit hole into a whole new wonderland." a smirk crossed her lips as she mused to herself. This would be fun.  

"Will you explain this place princess?"

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Although she wouldn’t say this out loud, Ib was a tad hesitant to approach this seemingly new arrival to Pandora. It’s not that this woman seemed dangerous, but rather just a little scary. With her black makeup and strikingly red hair, the red rose holder could easily compare her to one of the creepier paintings in the art gallery. Shaking her head once, she patted her cheeks. No… don’t think that. Don’t compare these people to those evil artworks. That’s quite rude.

Arms dropping to her sides, she approaches the stranger with the happiest smile she could conjure (which wasn’t very convincing), and was baffled by what she said. The grin slipped from her face.

One, one, one, one?

“Um..” She could tell that the meaning wasn’t anything ridiculous, yet she couldn’t quite grasp it. One what? “One.. is one in a.. uh..” If this lady is a newcomer, perhaps she’s asking where this is..? Yes, that has to be it.

“One is one here in Pandora.” Pointing to the other, a tiny smile makes its way onto her face. “‘One’ is you!”

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The hatter's eyes swept over the young female standing before her, well then, it seemed at least on person here could speak. Even if she was adorably lacking in understanding, though her age made it easy to forgive her. Tipping her hat to the girl she gave her usual sly smile.  "Pandora, one has never heard of such a place." she looked around, how very curious indeed, but it seemed like fun, so she would play this game. Getting to one knee she removed her hat and placed it over her chest. "What is your name child? If one might be permitted to inquire~"

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… Beauty? Oh hell no—

Snatching her hand back, Revy glared brutal daggers of russet brown into the stranger’s entertained eyes. Though the very idea was delusional, it was as if an eclipse had consumed the light previously highlighting her features as her face darkened considerably.

The fumes from the blazing cigarette smothered the air around her, twisting and coiling in thick rings of smouldered grey. Though Revy was unaware of what exactly had set her off, she wasn’t in the mood for some fool invading her personal space, let alone making skin contact.

“Ya fuckin’ touch me again an’ I’ll shove that fuckin’ hat up yer goddamn ass.”

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The hatter was more than delighted by the over-reaction. Straightening up she swept her hair back and returned the hat to it's position on her head. Placing her hand over her lips she stretched her wings to their full span before tucking them once again to her back and giving another bow. "Apologies, it does seem that one has offended you, thus was not one's intention, I assure you. One was merely, getting acquainted~" she kept her hand slightly obscuring her mouth, to hide the faint smirk that resided there.