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Red dripped on the otherwise untainted landscape of white. Snow crunched under each step, as the girl wandered barefoot across the cold landscape, apparently not even paying mind to her own injuries. Something was twisting deep within her gut, leaving her to wander mindlessly.
For a moment she was completely lost, and entirely out of it. Lips parted letting a cloud of fog drift from her lungs. A clear sign she was still alive. And yet, everything felt so empty, so... dull. Just like the snow muted the colours of the world, something was muting the colours of her mind and heart.
The child came to a halt when she realized she had no clue where exactly she was going. Turning she seemed to look in all directions before finding her gaze dancing to the dappled snow. Oh... She was bleeding...? The gaze shifted to her injury and then back to the trail of blood, focused only on the smeared trail. After a long moment of just staring at it, the girl sat down unsure of what to do next.
Union Lepus, Union Lupus, and Union Cattus.
Who’s bright idea was it to put these idiots in charge?
verumheart:
{🎤}- “Talk about having butterflies in your stomach.”
“Could be pretty tasty, don’t ya think?”
“Do you think bread and butterflies taste like actual bread and butter?”
aspiringroleplays:
A moment of confusion as he tries to follow her complicated words, and then he laughs. “Oh, I get it. You’re funny.” He admits. “The name’s Sora.”
“Huh? Funny? How so?” Eliza leaned back, tilting her head in confusion. It was odd to actually have someone laugh or be amused by her antics. “I’m Eliza. Nice to meet you.”
aspiringroleplays:
“Wha-?” And there’s the moment of cross-eyed confusion as he looks at her. “What’s gotten into you?”
“Oh, many things have gotten into me, most recently nitrogen, oxygen, carbon dioxide and other gasses. But that’s far from new.” The girl answered with a tilt of her head.
“Boop!” And there’s the poke to the nose from her.
White drifted in and out of her vision, tiny flakes barely having a chance to touch the ground before melting away. Green eyes stared as if enchanted by the view. Something stung deep in her chest, causing the pink-haired girl to wince.
Pain started to run through her veins. Burning caused her to bite her bottom lip. Something wasn’t right. The girl’s body started curling in on itself nails clutching tight at her chest trying to alleviate the pain, no only a memory of pain... It felt so real. Tears pricked at the corners of her eyes, and she took a sharp inhale.
“Can I just cuddle with someone in a nice warm bed all night long?”
keytosolitude "BITCH!"
“It’s true.”
“Cat dad, Rowan’s bullying again!”
Day 14: Onesie
keytosolitude:
Rowan’s head tilted slightly, studying Eliza carefully before leaning back and allowing gravity to take him to the ground. His hands resting behind him as his legs stretched out. “Sounds like anxiety to me, and that’s normal.”
Her head tilted to one side as she thought it over. “Anxiety... huh? Nope, never had that before. I don’t know it.” She answered with a shrug of her shoulders. Though it didn’t change the fact she was feeling very off today. “I’ll stick with ‘not feeling well’.”
keytosolitude:
Letting out another breath, Rowan joins her on the ground. Knees bent as he rests his chin in his palm and his elbow on his knee. “I’m not gonna play the guessing game all day. What’s up?”
“Hm...” Eliza groaned with furrowed brows. She desperately was trying to think over the best and only option to respond with. “I said it wasn’t physical... It’s more like... I don’t know... I just want to disappear though, and never have to worry about reappearing ever again.”
keytosolitude:
Rowan let out a sigh, fingers carding through his hair. And here he was getting worked up over nothing. “So, what, you just haven’t eaten yet today and your stomach’s acting up?”
Sitting down a heavy sigh escapes, legs pull up to her chest, and her chin rests on her knees. “No... I ate.” Her voice is listless as she stares at the ground in front of her. “That isn’t it...”
keytosolitude:
“Huh? Hey… snap out of it.” He tried pulling away, turning more towards Eliza to get a better look at her. “Sick or hurt?”
She lets go with a pout as he pulls away. “Neither.” Her expression turned neutral. “Not physically unwell. It’s like my head feels fuzzy, and my chest feels tight. And I don’t feel good, because my tummy keeps twisting...”