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Who What WhereĀ (Prompts)
Ask My CharacterĀ (Ask a question ā a character answers IC and can break the fourth wall)
Truth or DareĀ (PLEASE be reasonable and do not send too many. COMPLETE one before answering another! Remember that thereĀ isĀ a truth part to it; not just dares)
HeadcanonĀ (Anons send a word and you associate it with your character)
ā where is my ideal ?
Tettere had not expected someone to approach him, rather he had expected himself to muster up the courage to greet another and ask the fated query that was burning in his mind. Yet he had been smiled upon today, quite literally, and he could not help but turn the corners of his lips in a smile of his very own. It was refreshing to hear his native language, he did not think that anyone else in Arcadios knew of it! Save a few that he recognized from his home world ā though the well dweller and his elder brother did not necessarily count. They bred familiarity and speaking of which, he could not help but mirror her head tilt.
What was it about her that seemed nostalgic of his home? With a draw of his eyes over her formal, noble dress, he realized that she was of the same caliber that he was. He wondered if that held any significance however he did not question that for now, bringing his mind back to the main reason he had even come to Polis. āMeine dame, I thank you for your kindness since ah, I am seeking assistance.ā
āIf you would grant me more kindness, I..ā He hesitated much to his discontent. How could he just outright ask that? The fact of the matter was that he couldnāt! He had to steer the conversation in that direction he mused, quickly covering his hesitation in speech with another curl of his lips. For now, an introduction was in order! So like many times before, the prince bowed to the noble woman, hand to heart and head dipped down, he paused in this stance before straightening himself back up, meeting her curious gaze with sapphire eyes of his own. āI should introduce myself beforehand, Prince Tettere. It is a pleasure to make your acquaintance, my lady.ā
Where there were those in seek of it, assistance would be given. In this new enviroment, Elizabeth no longer wanted be the small tiny bird trapped within her castle of a birdcage. She hardly thought that this noble before her was quite as .. confined as she had been, but her resolution remained: she wanted to assist all those that she could. She did not wan anyone to meet the same fate as she.
"If it is assistance you require, then I will happy to help in anyway that I can. I cannot do much, but please allow me to do what I may," Elizabeth began, watching him with a curious stare as his words trailed off. She wondered briefly what could be causing the troubling musings of a noble such as herself. Surely he cannot be in danger, could he? Elizabeth hoped that such trouble had not befallen the crimson clad male. Though as he bowed in a fashion she'd seen hundreds times over, her own worries were set to ease and a smile graced her features.
"Prince? It is quite an honor then Prinz Tettere.Ā Elizabeth von Wettin, at your service." she introduced with a secondĀ curtsy,Ā straighteningĀ up, "If you do not mind my asking, would you like to sit for the moment? It seems the heat is beginning to ail me. I would hate to trouble you if I were to become faint." Elizabeth added with a faint laugh. Though her words were said with humor, she was not lying as she fanned her face a moment. My she had thought she had grown used to the heat by now, but she had been wrong. HowĀ embarrassingĀ it would be if she were to fall ill in front of someone she'd just come to meet. Ā
ā where is my ideal ?
He had searched north and south, east, and west but to no avail. He could only heave a deep sigh, gloved hand to forehead in frustration. He did not believe it was this hard to find what he had long been seeking yet with each day that bore a lack of results in his searching, he could not help but feel a bitĀ disheartenedĀ by these events.
There was no giving up for him, of course, yet his dampened spirits did not prove a fruitful demeanor for all of his scavenging for those touched by death.Ā Tettere recalled being told that there were indeed those deceased here but if that were truly the case then why was it so difficult to find them?
The mere notion that they were not here as he had been informed caused him to shudder, visibly so, at the mere thought! He could not imagine such a cruel world that would hinder those from death! With a sigh to lament his current mood, he pressed on, albeit slowly ā dragging each footfall along the fields towards Polis in a new idea. Polis would easily have someone, somewhere that could give him the information he so desired, wouldnāt it?
āIt is crude,ā He mused aloud as he ventured closer to the busy streets with the hasty idea of merely asking. It couldnāt really hurt to be so simple and ask if there were those that had died here. A simple yes or no would at least give him some direction in hisĀ endeavors,Ā if nothing else. He simply couldnāt go on like t his with false hopes of finding those that were wonderfully dead, if they simply did not ā or could not ā exist in this pseudo paradise. āIt would not kill me to ask, I suppose.ā (That was a poor choice of words.) He shook his head, darting sapphire eyes to and fro in hopes of finding one who would be so kind as to aid the red prince.
Polis seemed to be Elizabeth's most frequent place of visit, but that seemed the most ideal of places to meet people. The village in which she was staying was well enough, but Polis she just ... loved. The bustling streets, the array of people and the shops, well! Elizabeth could spend from dusk to dawn just wandering up and down the streets in awe of everything she saw. She had never seen such wonders at home and if thisĀ trip away from the shadowy clutches of death was temporary then she would in fact enjoy it to the fullest.Ā
In fact, on this very day Elizabeth, rather than wandering toward the confined area of shops decided to spend the day watching the bustling city move. That was all: she just wanted to watch. There were so many interesting people to gaze upon, that when a red clad male came into view her gaze locked onto him in curiosity. Such an oddly dressed man stood out from the crowd, but to her, his attire was quite familiar....
Standing up slowly, the noblewoman made her way through the crowd toward the blond haired male until she was standing before him, sweeping into a smallĀ curtsy, examining him a moment before tipping her head to one side, chuckling, "Ā Verzeihung bitte,Ā is there something the matter? You look as if you are in need of assistance. . "Ā
searching for the darkest corners;; open
Natureā¦ The outdoorsā¦ As beautiful as a lovely scenery of towering, green trees and blooming flowers was, it wasnāt quite so enjoyable when one happened to be lost. Not to mention the various insects and mysterious noises that were heard all throughout the forest only unsettled the Madame de Pompadour that much further. Ā She carefully stepped on the soft grass and bulking roots of trees, making certain not to step on the lovely flowers around her feet. Oh, but how terrible it was to be lost in a place like this! The Madame could only hope that her favorite dress and makeup wouldnāt be ruined in any way. What a tragedy that would be, indeed!
āSo filthyā¦ I never would have expected a forest to actually look likeĀ thisĀ when one traveled further into itā¦ And just where could the exit be?ā The Marquise complained and complained, red-painted lips pursing themselves after her words. Her steps continued, and the Madame was almost certain that she would have tripped and fell if she hadnāt noticed that well-hidden tree root that snaked its way along the ground. Quite the close-callā¦Ā
The more she went onward, attempting to search for the way out and secretly finding a sense of mystery as she continued, the Madame then stopped to take what was most likely her fourth rest. There was a small patch of flowers several paces ahead with a fine ray of sunlight that peered through the trees shining wonderfully on it. It looked like the perfect sanctuary for the Marquise, much better than her previous stops!
āI suppose this really is my faultā¦ā She sighed as she knelt gracefully in the flower patch. āI was so furious about being surrounded by all of these accursed and new wonders all around me, that I thought fleeing into this forest would help to clear my mind. But, this is nothing like the gardens in the Palace, is it not?ā Yet another sigh escaped the melodramatic Madameās breath.
While she remained silent, feeling the soft flower petals with her fingers, a tear was suddenly felt streaming down her cheek. Was she really crying? It really did feel like almost an eternity since the Madame last remembered feeling the touch of a flowerās petals and the pleasing warmth of the sunās rays. How long had she been absent from the living world, she wondered. But she couldnāt have tears right now, not in a lovely spot like this! A handkerchief was revealed from a part of the Marquiseās dress, and the single tear was soon wiped off of her cheek. Nonexistent. And how fortunate she was to have gotten rid of that tear so quickly, as the Madame had suddenly heard the sound of footsteps - gentle footsteps - nearing her. The Madame de Pompadourās eyes focused on the direction of the sound, and a young lady in white was seen in the near-distance, strolling along through the forest with a great look of curiosity and wonder as her expression.
How relieved the Marquise felt, seeing a young lady such as the one just now. She was a noble, wasnāt she? Ah, she had that look of a noble, did she not? They always did have that tendency to attract one another, yes? Not to mention, this young lady would be the Madameās first female contact since arriving toā¦ wherever she had arrived to. Placing her handkerchief back in her dress, the Madame waved a hand out to the young lady, beckoning to her in as pleasing as a tone as she could manage. āAh, mademoiselle! Good morning to you! Would you care to join me? Itās honestly quite lonely being here by myself.ā With any trace of luck, the Madame de Pompadour prayed that the young lady would possibly recognize her, not that the Marquise had any idea of who the young lady herself wasā¦
There really was something quite enchanting about this forest. It was ... different than what she was used to, but in the mostĀ wondrousĀ of ways. As Elizabeth continued on down a path she'd only created in her mind she expected to be greeted by the hoot of an owl or the sounds of unseen nightly creatures prowling their way through the shadows but instead was entranced by the sounds of the morning birds. It was quite unlike anything she'd seen before and she couldn't be happier. Like a phantom, Elizabeth took her time wandering through the trees, delicate fingers brushing over the trees with a soft smile. As quietly as she could, with only the whisper of her breath with the breeze and the soft gentle sounds of her skirt trailing over the fallen leaves did she continue on into theĀ sanctuaryĀ of the woods.
Despite the rumors of mystical creatures making their home in the shadows, Elizabeth was surprised, to say the least, at how comfortable she felt. While being locked away, she had ached to visit the woods again, hearing them calling her name within the safety of her dreams. How she had longed to see Marz and Therese again. The though of the kind witch and her son pierced Elizabeth's heart for a moment, causing her to clutch at her chest, emerald Ā gaze cast heavenward. How they both would have loved a place like this; a place where they could have been safe and avoided their fates. Her lips twisted into a sad smile as she closed her eyes, sunlight shining on her features. The thought of traveling into the woods, looking for signs of the miraculous creatures rumored to live here with Marz at her side....she couldn't help it as a smile graced her lips.Ā Steadying her beating heart, Elizabeth pushed her way through the brush, continuing further onward, emerging into a small sunlit clearing.
āAh, mademoiselle! Good morning to you! Would you care to join me? Itās honestly quite lonely being here by myself.ā
The sound of a mysterious voice caused the German woman to jump back in surprise, gripping a tree for support before turning her green eyes to the source of the sound. Blinking in shock, she had never expected to meet another finely dressed woman such as herself, especially in the middle of the forest as he was. Had she come here by choice, like she as well, or perhaps this is where she had appeared when she arrived.... What a strange way for fate to work their magic, bringing to lovely nobles together.
" My apologies madame, I did not see you there," Elizabeth began, beginning to make her way toward the other female before lifting the skirt of her dress to sit herself beside her, " If it is not too much trouble, I would not mind joining you at all. I was merely enjoying this fine forest for all it has to offer. " she explained with a gentle smile.
" Ah, forgive me, my name is Elizabeth von Wettin. What might your name be madame, and what are you doing out in the forest today? "
headcanon: marriage, wells, perverts who live in your boyfriend's body.
marriage:
ugh i'm really bad at headcanons so forgive me if these are kind of awkward but i think elizabeth still believes in marriage. even if she was forced into marriage at first, she believes in love. but she only wanted to marry marz and believed he would come back to save her from the marriage she didn't want. if mar asked for her hand, i doubt she would refuse. other than marz, it would take some long hours of consideration. she keeps her wedding dress though! she finds it quite beautiful, despite theĀ occasionĀ is was worn for.Ā
wells:
i don't think she's quite fond of them, for the sole reason that she heard marz was tossed down one to his death. |: that can be a real downer, you know? but she's not scared of them... they just tend to make her remember mar and how much she misses him and his untimely death. she used to really dislike them though, but has come to terms with it and instead just avoids them. if confronted with a well, she'll merely walk around it and ignore it.
perverts who live in your boyfriend's body:
gtfo ido. |B it's beenĀ hintedĀ that ido and elizabeth had a thing but some fans but i don't believe that. however, i do believe that the two have met and elizabeth disliked him. they're meeting was very brief and it was when she was younger and she never saw him again. happily, i might add. if she ever found out his spirit wasĀ possessingĀ mar she'd hit him if she could. in the most lady-like way possible.
Who What WhereĀ (Prompts)
Ask My CharacterĀ (Ask a question ā a character answers IC and can break the fourth wall)
Truth or DareĀ (PLEASE be reasonable and do not send too many. COMPLETE one before answering another! Remember that thereĀ isĀ a truth part to it; not just dares)
HeadcanonĀ (Anons send a word and you associate it with your character)
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searching for the darkest corners;; open
Ever looming in the distance, just in reach of the city of Polis was the forest. Every time the noblewoman would make her visit to the bustlingĀ metropolis it would be in the corner of her vision. How it reminded her of the times she was young; sneaking out into the darkness with only the moonlight and her dearest friend to guide her. Those days were so long lost to history, but that didn't change the fact that there were still the far-off trees calling to her. She had learned the place was called Gilneas Ā Forest and through her time in the city had learned many things about the copse of trees held within it. Every story and every tale she heard only piqued her interest even more until the burning desire to see it for herself overwhelmed her.
Elizabeth rose with the sun, sitting up carefully from her bed before dressing in silence. It was a strange feeling, she realized as she stood, smoothing out the creases in her dress with a smile. Never had she been able to visit those familiar darkened woods in the day. After Mar, she had tried many times with theĀ assistanceĀ of Walter, but each time she failed. Elizabeth had always been unsure about the tightly knit trees though. She had known them like the back of her hand at midnight, when even the bravest of knights would know fear. During the day...she wondered if she would have gotten lost.
With one last shake of her head, Elizabeth tied her hair away from her face before leaving the shelter she'd called home in the Village of Wisdom. There was hardly anyone awake at the early hour and she left without worry, traversing down the unfamiliar eastern path. The noblewoman lost track of the time as she continued her trek, noticing that the foliage around her was steadily thickening until the path beneath her shoes was swallowed by the flora. Inhaling with delight, Elizabeth closed her eyes.
Ā Though the forest was different, the land unfamiliar, she felt at home among the trees,Ā "Mar,Ā I'm certain you would have loved it here..." she whispered to nothing but the shadows that began to face with the rising sun. Without another moments thought, the woman in white began her hike deeper in the depths of the forests in search of the darkest shadows she could find.
Who What WhereĀ (Prompts)
Ask My CharacterĀ (Ask a question ā a character answers IC and can break the fourth wall)
Truth or DareĀ (PLEASE be reasonable and do not send too many. COMPLETE one before answering another! Remember that thereĀ isĀ a truth part to it; not just dares)
HeadcanonĀ (Anons send a word and you associate it with your character)
beyond the birdcage ā¤ (introduction)
āĀ Aye, twould methinks.Ā ā
ā¦ it felt strange, being the one to tell others of a tragedy as this. While she had no home to go to, others might hold it close. A servant was only the manifestation of a soul from the past, after all, long gone from their original home; there was no return point, they would simply be sent back to the Throne of Heroes that is held outside of any parallel world or time frame to await being summoned once more.
Gently, a sympathetic smile appeared as she spoke once more.Ā āĀ Unfortunately, MāLady, there hast been no discovery to elude this world.Ā ā
Some things were better left spoken outright than kept a secret. Although she would not lie, she felt the need to allow others understand their current predicament. Secrets were meant for war, not from times of peace as being shown here ā it was, undoubtedly, the highest honor one could give to another when not avoiding the truth or keeping it merely to themselves.
āĀ Accompany? I plead no objections! Howsoever, I wast entrusted with a mission I promised I wouldst completeĀ instantaneously. If thou art to accompany me, I wouldst need to complete this before leisurely promenading with thee to present thee the city.
What dost thou say?Ā ā
A home to return was hardly what Elizabeth was worried about. In fact, if it were at all possible, this place would be the perfect sort of paradise she would want to call her home. Leaving this place would only return her to a fate of death. She could not yetĀ transcend the boundary to the land promised to her and so, this would be herĀ compensation. She did not want to leave. She wanted to stay; to learn and see and revel in this world. Elizabeth did not wish to evade anything this island had to offer....
"Is that so? It must cause trouble for those who have come here unwillingly. However...I would not mind staying for some time. It seems like a fine place for those who have lost their way." Elizabeth replied, glancing away a moment to observe the ever moving crowd.
She would not quite consider herself 'lost', though she supposed that in a sense, she was. Lost without a home. A wandering soul. A lonely saint. All could describe her predicament. Such spirits were usually forgotten as time passes onward. Yet she was here, able to experience this place.
After being caged for so long, a bird could get easily lost in the world. Yet she was lucky enough to find not a captor, but a guide through its dangers. A bright smile graced Elizabeth's features asĀ Jehanne explained the situation to her. The blond saint noddedĀ eagerly.
"But of course, I do not mind accompanying you. In fact, it would be my honor to assist you in anyway I could. I would not want to deter you from your duties in order to appease my curiosity after all." she told the other with a chuckle, "Lead the way."
beyond the birdcage ā¤ (introduction)
The trainer could feel the blondeās eyes on her too. Not that she minded; She was proud of her momās handiwork! The outfit was veryĀ versatile and Dawn didnāt feel the same when it wasnāt in her wardrobe. It was because of her mom that she had gotten into fashion anyway. Being a coordinator often helped with that, especially when she got those random spurts of inspiration. Often, if she wanted a particular article of clothing badly, her mom would spend time sewing it, instead of spending 60+ Pokedollars on it.
Giggling a bit, Dawn had to agree with her. āYeah, I didnāt either before I came here. Itās really pretty though.ā
Shifting her weight from foot to foot, she wondered how exactly the girl moved in that big of a dress. Sure, Dawn had worn long dresses, but never one that puffed out or were Ā all the way down to the floor, like hers. It looked so pretty on Elizabeth though; She pulled it off quite well!
Ah, she was using that interesting language again. O-Oh and was that bowing? She must be a princess or something! Bowing herself, heh sheās always wanted to do that, she sent another friendly smile in Elizabethās direction. āIām Dawn! Itās very nice to meet you, Elizabeth!ā
A mothers handiwork. Elizabeth would have been jealous to know about the love gone into the girls clothes. She'd never had someone make her clothes with such care. Of course, the tailors and seamstresses put care into making her gowns and daily dresses before but it was a different kind of care. To wear something made with love...this girl was quite lucky.
"It is quite lovely here. I've never seen such a beautiful place in all my life. Though, I have not seen very many places before..."Ā
How Elizabeth wished to be rid of the wedding dress. Of course, it was a treasure to her, but how could she survive the heat in such a thing? She was already beginning to sweat through the fabric, but her main concern was the heat...
"Dawn? What a lovely name. It suits you quite well." the noblewoman said with a smile. How true her words were as well. Though dawn had always been the signal for her to return home after her adventures through the dark woods, how she loved to look at the sun as it rose into the sky. It always gave her hope for a new day.Ā
"Ah, Dawn, might I trouble you to escort me to a shady spot? I fear that my dress is quiteĀ unsuitableĀ for the weather and I would hate to burden you if the heat becomes too unbearable for me." Elizabeth said with a small sigh.Ā
beyond the birdcage ā¤ (introduction)
Days passed by as arrows, adding rings to the trees of time, not caring of those who walked in this endless circle called life. Flames that easily vanished, meaningless existences without importance. A monotonous live leaded by the many people passing by in the streets, caring less when everything came to an end. The morning we come to lifeā¦ the night we leave lifeā¦It sounded stupid, rightĀ ? Fast as it came, it ended as well.
The demonic woman was not an exception to the case, but she would care less about it since her devotion was directed toward more important matters, not the problems of others, they must find their own capacity. Only one person needed her guidance in this world.
What mattered now, was the present over everything. So she paid attention to the events from today, caring for that proper future for her Young Master. As a faithful servant, as the chosen mother among many other wet nurses. This was her sole mission.
But it seemed, people never stopped to bother her.Ā
ā Good Afternoon, miss. ā The blonde directed her attention to the woman. How the wet nurse looked at her eyesĀ ? A guide touristĀ ? Way to interrupt her stroll. But since she was not a mere peasant , she will lend a hand. But do not consider this as kindnessā¦at all, it was a mere way to end this rapidly.Ā ā Arcadios. A Paradise. Pick the name that suits your taste. ā Easily, she will slid this absurd responsibility of taking care of those who werenāt able to stand by their own, replying immediately. Hilda had another question of sorts, she will lend more minutes until she disappeared from the demonās sight.
At first, Elizabeth felt the need to flee.
What aĀ frighteningĀ aura the other woman had, causing the noblewoman to stand rooted in the spot for a moment. She felt the need to bow and state her apologies before moving onto another who would be able to assist her, but the saints own sheer will kept her standing still. She, for one, did not want to upset the other and appear rude after all.
"Paradise? I never imagined paradise as a place such as this..." ElizabethĀ murmured quietly, looking around quickly before directly her attention to the other blond woman.Ā She was quite striking, and if Elizabeth didn't know any better, she would assume that she and the woman before her were twins. The same blond hair. The same green eyes. It must have been fate for them to meet here on this island.Ā
"Thank you very much for your assistance. I doĀ apologizeĀ if I interrupted your day with my intrusion," Elizabeth said with a curtsy, "My name is Elizabeth von Wettin, and I do hope we will be able to meet once again." And at her words Elizabeth begin to turn, ready to leave the other woman.
beyond the birdcage ā¤ (introduction)
Something seemed off though the man couldnāt quite put his finger to it and decided to let things be. ā Iām not at all . I picked up a few words during my travels and finally found a good time to put them to use. ā He didnāt quite catch her first phrase since he had only learned simple words and .. inappropriate sentences that were obviously not the time for. Cross cleared his throat. ā However your far away from home Iām afraid. ā It was never fun to break the bad news first to the girls , part of his heart almost cringed when he knew some had people they cared for back home. But this was a feeling he would never express to anyone or show in anyway but his usual narcissistic and rude behavior ( more towards males ) or his smooth , need , or womanizing ways. ā Your temporary home stay resides in a village. Nothing like your home Iām strongly guessing Missā .. ā Ah , a name could help. ā Iām Cross Marian , and your name isĀ ? ā
Elizabeth chuckled politely, nodding at his words, "You are very good. However, if you would like a proper teacher, I would be most willing to teach you more of the language." She never would have guessed that he would know such otherĀ vulgarities. If any had been spoken to her, she would recognize them for sure, but her? Using such words? It would beĀ unfathomable for a lady such as herself to use such terms.Ā
Far from home...That much was obvious to the woman, but still, it was quite unsettling. So many new sounds and sights...Elizabeth feared she would become overwhelmed if she took another step into the city. It truly was much bigger than she had ever thought.Ā
"A village?" she echoed, blinking up at the red haired man. She was not about to reject a roof over her head, but she had also never stayed anywhere besides the manor she'd been raised in. A village would be....new.
"No. I am quite used to a manor. Though I will not deny a place to stay and keep warm. To be honest, I disliked suchĀ luxuries," Elizabeth with a tiny laugh, "Ah-- It is a pleasure to meet youĀ Herr Marian.Ā My name is Elizabeth von Wettin."
Who What WhereĀ (Prompts)
Ask My CharacterĀ (Ask a question ā a character answers IC and can break the fourth wall)
Truth or DareĀ (PLEASE be reasonable and do not send too many. COMPLETE one before answering another! Remember that thereĀ isĀ a truth part to it; not just dares)
HeadcanonĀ (Anons send a word and you associate it with your character)
Contract? ļ¼äŗŗā āæāæ āäŗŗļ¼¼
" I am sorry but I do not think it is wise to engage such things. I have learned that they can pose quite a danger . . "
ooc/ jfc NO GET OUT CRI
Who What WhereĀ (Prompts)
Ask My CharacterĀ (Ask a question ā a character answers IC and can break the fourth wall)
Truth or DareĀ (PLEASE be reasonable and do not send too many. COMPLETE one before answering another! Remember that thereĀ isĀ a truth part to it; not just dares)
HeadcanonĀ (Anons send a word and you associate it with your character)
Who What WhereĀ (Prompts)
Ask My CharacterĀ (Ask a question ā a character answers IC and can break the fourth wall)
Truth or DareĀ (PLEASE be reasonable and do not send too many. COMPLETE one before answering another! Remember that thereĀ isĀ a truth part to it; not just dares)
HeadcanonĀ (Anons send a word and you associate it with your character)
