“Alto should have given you better advice than that, and I’m not really the best one to practice on anyway since I’m not human. You’re right; you’re not doing so hot either. I hate people touching me, and besides, everyone is supposed to be scared of me, but…you’re not. You don’t seem to hate me either, and it’s really freaky!”
Dorothy was so used to instantaneous fear and hatred that being met with anything else from someone who didn’t know her felt extremely abnormal. No matter how many times she turned it over in her mind, it didn’t make any sense…except for one seemingly far-fetched explanation. As difficult as it was for her to believe what Eve was saying, she didn’t exactly have any evidence to disprove it, leading her to think that maybe—just maybe—Eve was telling the truth. Her shoulders slumped slightly in resignation, and she relaxed her posture to be a little more open. For now, she would accept this attempt at friendship and try, but if Eve did anything to ruin it, she was determined that there would be blood spilled one way or another.
Eve’s mischievous grin grabbed Dorothy’s attention, and she leaned in closer to watch, not bothering to correct the assumption that she was human—that could be done later. This was something she just had to see, and she wasn’t about to interrupt the process by saying anything. The little black flame captivated her, and she carefully peeked out from under her hood to watch as it danced and flickered to and fro atop the other girl’s palm. It gradually took shape under Eve’s guidance, though Dorothy was really starting to wonder where the ‘sparkly’ factor would come from until she saw the pretty new crystal resting in Eve’s hand. For a few short seconds, she was speechless until…
“It’s so cute!~” Her eyes wide with wonder, she gasped and reached for it without a second thought, ignoring the warnings given to her. Gloved fingers snatched it up, careful to minimize contact with Eve’s hand, and she stared at the heart-shaped jewel in awe until she began to fee the heat of it through her gloves.
“Ow…!” Letting out a yelp, she fumbled with it until she was holding it by its cord instead to minimize the source of the intense heat, then dangled it in front of her, flicking her wrist slightly to make the new qualia rotate and sparkle. “It’s soooo pretty!~ You said I could touch it, so that means it’s mine now, right? I wanna keep it!”
She was too focused on admiring the crimson crystal to realize the significance of what she’d just said, but at the moment, she didn’t really care either.
Not human? That couldn’t possibly be true. The only non humans around here were herself, Marie, and monsters. And a few stray Angels still milling around. Eve didn’t detect anything irregular from Dorothy. Heck, she didn’t give off the same feeling the Witches did. The Witches had this special aura to them, like Eve could pick out which ones were hers. Or so they were until Alto came along and tuned them away. Totally not bitter about that. Nope. Not. At. All.
But the fact still remained that Dorothy was human, and if she wasn’t she did a brilliant job of masking it so that Mother Qualia couldn’t even tell. “Dorothy, I don’t understand. I can’t sense any magic from you. If not human then what are you?”
She was pleased Dorothy liked the qualia she just made, but Eve couldn’t help but feel a lot more apprehensive as soon as it was out of her hands. That qualia was new with fresh power probably begging to be released. She only made it for the sake of a demonstration and intended on either hiding it in her room or destroying it (probably the former, she would hate to get rid of the first qualia to be seen in a few millennia). Qualias would only work with highly empathetic girls and Eve had a feeling Dorothy didn’t have much empathy in her. Especially if she had a thing for slicing and mincing other people up.
Technically Eve didn’t have to worry about Dorothy keeping it. But she had an ominous feeling about letting Dorothy have it. What did Eve value more, making a friend and risking something awful, or yanking it out of her hands and ruining any chance at bonding?
...This definitely wasn’t going to end well.
“...I don’t see why not. Please be careful with it, though. I shouldn’t be making qualias out of boredom so let’s keep this a secret between us, okay? ... That’s the blood qualia. First qualia to be made in thousands of years. I hope you understand how important it is to take care of. It’s not an ordinary shiny object.”
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