#xabnormalities

[ladiesxofxthexcosmos]

@xabnormalities

The Queen was taking a stroll through the garden, taking a small break from paperwork. As much as she knew that she can't shirk her duties, sometimes she would sneak to the garden for a small break before going back. Concentrating can get a little hard for her sometimes and these small breaks do help. But as she was walking, she soon spotted something

Laetitia was in the garden again, playing all alone.

She knew that as strange as the girl was she was still a shy kid. How she tends to stick by her side and had a longing look in her eyes when she saw the other fairies. Unless they come up to her first of course, then she would have a hard time replying to them.

Apptarching the young girl, Ripple softly placed her hand on her shoulder to catch her attention.

{♔}” Laetitia, are you playing out here all by yourself dear?”

[ladiesxofxthexcosmos]

@xabnormalities continued from (X)

Ripple watched as Laetitia hopped around her, trying to get a better look at her. The little girl’s movements were always quite strange but she figured that how her kind just moved. When she stopped in front of her, tilting her head, Ripple began to softly pat the top of her head.

{♔}” It just..I tend to wear simple style clothing. I’m just always a little worried that I can’t pull off stuff this extravagant because of my fashion choices. But if you say I look lovely I will take your word for it, dear. Thank you for your encouragement.”

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⌈ 𝗬 ⌋ STARTER CALL. @xabnormalities.

⌈ 𝗬 ⌋ -  “Do you know why you are here, T-01-68?” Pen moving so vigorously on a digital tablet that it seems as if the screen might break, his gaze shifts between the text in front of him and the Abnormality in quick, flickering movements. What a hassle, what an inconvenience- having to move an Abnormality was always a long, tedious process that required time and effort more than he’d like to spare- after all, there were quotas to make, energy to produce.

    “If I remember correctly- and I’m sure I do- you were specifically instructed to avoid planting false seeds of hope in the employees.” Despite the quiet, rather peaceful nature of Funeral of the Dead Butterflies, very few Abnormalities were categorized as ‘non-breach,’ and he was not one of them.  “You are distracting them. They are not going home. They are not being set free. And it is not your job to remind them of their fate. Nor is it your job to breach for this purpose. Do you understand me?”