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"Are you going to Scarborough Fair? Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme--Remember me to one who lives there--he was once was a true love of mine!"
For the moment being, Antique took sanctuary in the First District. Though she knew it was deceptively peaceful, and it had its own tendencies to be overrun with the Heartless at times, she needed a few minutes without temptation to chase the Heartless down for sport. Antique hadn't brought much with her during the transition between worlds, though she had her most important thing--her Claymore. As a knight, she took extreme pride in her weapon, her extension of her arm, heart, mind, soul...even if it did look like more of burden because of it's weight and height.
Sitting off to the side of the steps, near the mailboxes, Antique diligently cleaned the blade, making sure it was spotless of any grime or dirt. Since it was an extension of herself, it felt wrong for her beloved Clarent get dirty. It send a slight shudder up her spine any time it went through a Heartless or even through living flesh. But it was nice to clean it.
She sang as she cleaned it--a folksong from her own world, perhaps. "Nani nani 'ey...Time to make me a cambric skirt--parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme--without no seams, nor needle work--then he'll be a true love of mine!"
Though she had been in Traverse Town for an amount of time, she could already notice the change in her blade. Inscriptions along the center. She smiled. Every time she grew, she knew the blade evolved.
It seemed, however, that her melodic work had gained attention--she lifted her head, and raised an eyebrow--she could have swore she saw something in her peripheral vision! A Heartless, perhaps? She gripped the handle of her sword, lifting it with surprising ease, just...well, just in case.
Post by Ellie who has 0% on Nov 21, 2009 14:38:42 GMT -4
"You know this place look almost like the Mainlands, buuuut," a pair of brown eyes looked up towards the sky, while levitating in the Second District, "there aren't any stars recognizable. None of them look like Neverland."
Her blue glowing hue dimmed sadly. Yes, she always wanted to leave the Neverlands to spend more time in the mainlands, but she didn't like the epic break formed between what she knew and the unknown. "I guess this is what they meant by 'beggars can't be choose...not like I begged in the first place." The fairy grumbled, while kicking the air.
Like a lightening bug, she glowed as she flew higher to look at the stars again before sighing. It was a bit hopeless when there were more stars in view. There were too many on the right. Then again who said she was facing in the right direction of right to get the right right. There were too many rights. Her own confusing thoughts made the little fairy clutched her head in frustration. "Gaaaah!"
Her mood switched quickly with a puff of air at the bang the blocked the view from her left eyes. "You know I should really invest my time in..."
Her wings stiffened once feeling a chill down her little spine. She stopped talking as her eyes darted to the left than the right. Sweeping a scan, Alena giggled at herself, "for a moment I thought I was..."
A force of air whipped pasted her followed by three claws. Her head swiftly turned seeing a strange creature that flew less smoothly wit the armory it wore. Fellow fairies told her to be careful of these creatures and the white ones when traveling outside of Pixie Hollow into Neverland and the Mainlands.
"...HEARTLESS!" Her wings flapped furiously as she shouted and dodge another slash. A streak of blue was being followed by an Air Soldier heartless. "Uuuuh think think think...Oh yeah zig zags"
The blue darted side to side quickly before disappearing over a door into a different region of the world, the First District. Her flying was on pure instincts, which didn't help when traffic was more tense. There were more people in the First District compared to the Second, which caused Alena to stop and fly stimutanaeously. She was doing more glances to look for another roadblock to evade versus to watch where she was going.
"AAAh!" She crashed against heated soft leather before falling on fabric. Not wanting to move she laid there feeling dizzy as she heard colors and saw sounds. "Wow, when this world get really pink and...bluuue."
She had crashed into Antique's neck and tumbled down to her lap.
Just when Antique was about to relax, thinking what she had saw in her peripheral vision was just a stray cat, she started to polish her sword again. Fuchsia eyes focused on the gleaming blade, and she sighed happily, always feeling a little bit better when her blade was clean. Or her shirts were ironed. Little things like that had the poor girl feeling a little bit better at the end of the day.
"Hey, yaey, yaey, nani nani ae--Time to find me an acre of land, parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme--between salt water and the sea strands, then he'll be a true love---"
She froze and immediately stiffened up when she felt something crash into her neck. It didn't hurt per say, but more or less shocked her, and surprised her. It felt as if...a bug....a very large bug had crashed into her neck. She saw something fall into her lap--her stomach churned. If she looked down and saw bug guts on her skirt she was going to throw a fit.
Because let's face it, that's totally gross. She hesitantly looked down at her skirt--and...well, was first relieved not to see some twitching bug in her lap. But...well, she had no idea what she was looking at.
A really. Tiny. Person.
"Ah..." Antique said, looking around, wondering if anyone noticed anything. She spoke in a really soft voice. "Are you...uhm...okay?"
Post by Ellie who has 0% on Nov 22, 2009 23:25:49 GMT -4
Alena groaned, while she tried to secure her dizzyness by focusing on pink. "If ok means successfully evading a heartless before crash landing, then yeeeeah," the fairy slowly stood up a bit sore, "I'm ok."
"I'm seriously going to feel like crap in the morning." The fairy looked behind her to check the condition of her blue hued wings. With a little wiggle, the wings fluttered sending her to her coushin's eye level. "I shall thank-you for being in my way. I doubt a wall would be any softer."
With a stretch, she felt a sudden weight on her back. Blinking, she pulled her staff of the sling across her back. "Darn I forgot I had this. I should've whacked that thing when I had a chance. Oh well I should give it a goood KICK the next time."
"Oh? I did say thank-you right." Alena's head tilted. "I totally would shake your hand, but I think that would only make me dizzier, theeen I would have to use both hands. As for introductions, I am Alena the Tinker Fairy from Neverland's Pixie Hollooow!" She paused theatrically with a big smile.
"...you know that sounded so much better in my mind. What's your name? I doubt you want to go by big comfy giant."
Antique jumped when the thing started talking to her--like she wasn't expecting it! Everything here talked! Even the white teddy bears with red things on their head! Her eyes widened in surprise as the thing's wings carried it to her eye sight. She blinked a couple of times in disbelief--there was never a day that went by here without her coming up surprised.
She was relieved the thing was alright though.
"It's nice to meet you Alena the tinker fairy!"
Huh, a fairy! A couple of years ago she wouldn't have believed in such a thing, but since she came to Traverse Town she had suddenly become alot more open minded about these sorts of things. Honestly, she wouldn't be surprised if a winged horse turned around the corner or if she saw a dragon fly above over head.
She had no idea what a Neverland was, or a Fairy Hollow, but she decided not to ask too many questions. "I'm Antique Faustus!" she said, humoring the fairy's enthusiasm. "From ah, Eucharistia...I'm uhm...I think I'm a human, and I'm pretty sure I was a knight!"
Noting the poor thing was still dizzy, she reached into her small leather knapsack, pulling out a glass bottle with a blue liquid in it. "I can spare some potion if you're still dizzy," she said with a soft smile. "What were you flying so fast for? Running away from something?"
Post by Ellie who has 0% on Nov 23, 2009 0:19:52 GMT -4
"You think...you're human?" Alena tilted her head as she walked on air around Antique. "Well you're not a giant. I heard the elevator," she pointed at her craninum, "doesn't reeally go all the way up. You have a face like me...but bigger and minus the pixie ears. Then again you may not want these ears crash landing makes them ring sooo loudly. Trust me, I can hear what the color pink sounds like."
I can spare some potion if you're still dizzy.
"That would be," Alena's eyes widened obviously distracted by the little blue phial. "Ooo it's looks like blueberry juice. Does it taste like blueberry juice?" Her eyes darted to the left then the right before whispering. "You can neeever be to sure. Like they say in Pixie Hollow, if the dew is blue, it might be poo."
The blue glowing pixie fluttered around the lid of the potion, while humming a funny tune. "Potion comes in a little glass vile, a little glass vile, a little glass vile. And the little glass vile goes into the gun like a battery, and the potion gun goes somewhere against you anatomy, and when the gun goes off, it sparks, and you're ready for a surgery, surgery."
"What were you flying so fast for? Running away from something?"
"Hm?" Large brown eyes blinked as her head tilted to the right trying to remember. "Oh I didn't tell you. Well once upon a night, I was flying minding my ooown business." She marched theatrically in the air.
"You see I traveled...in a bubble so faaar away from home to the point is I can't find where Neverland is at. It's the whole second stars to the right, and what do you know...there's a bunch of stars and a bunch of right to the point that I don't know if I'm facing the right, right, but so many rights would make a left, then I'll never get my direction right." Her fingers pointed to a series of rights and left before her two small arms were tangled.
"Then out of nooowheeere," her voice lowered to a creepy tone, "A HEARTLESS POPPED out of nowhere...and I flew so fast that I ran into you."
"Hey," she giggled, "I made a rhyme. Ok no where was I. Oh yeah, I ran into you, so the next time I see that Heartless we're going to have a date with me and THE STICK." Her hands gripped tighter around the walking stick she pulled off her back. It was a fair color and carved vines and leaves decorated it.
Antiue laughed, nonetheless. She had no idea what an elevator was, but she had the faintest clue that she had just been insulted. She watched the tinker fairy carefully, trying to wrap her head around the entire concept. A tiny person, with wings. She wondered what wings would have been like--oh, to fly!
Antique carefully undid the cap of the vial, and carefully thought about something. Reaching into her knapsack again, she took out a thimble--considering Antique was a knight and was rather rough on her clothing, she usually carried a needle and thread with her--granted, she wasn't the most graceful with the crafty arts, she carried a thimble.
Carefully lifting the vial (especially careful not to knock the shining blue fairy in the process) she poured a couple of drops into the silver thimble. "Actually, I'm not sure what these taste like..." she said, and laughed nervously. "They're from this Town--back home, the Potion tasted like anything you thought was comforting," she said carefully. Antique had a bit of a sweet tooth, so the stuff usually tasted like...liquid cookies to her.
Holding onto the thimble as she carefully corked the vial of blue liquid, she listened to the fairy talk of her adventure--to her, it really sounded like an adventure. At least the theatrics had Antique's attention.
She observed the stick, "Ah! Lovely..uhm, weapon you have there!" she smiled. It was lovely though, in true. Alot more lithe and elegant with vines carved into it. Antique eyed Clarent, her own weapon, how it gleamed in the poor lighting of the First District.
Post by Ellie who has 0% on Nov 25, 2009 13:13:02 GMT -4
The fairy hovered over the thimble before leaning over cupping the odd colored fluid in her smalls hands before sipping at the water bubble she held. Her face relaxened with a grin thanks to the sweet taste of blueberries.
"Yeah I'll make sure I'll give that heartless a good whack the next time." The fairy fluttered back up to Antique's eyes level. "But from the looks of this place, it will happen often. We don't have much heartless problems in Pixie Hollow...on the account that its very very small to get into, but we have to be careful if we're roaming around Neverland or the Mainlands."
"I guess that's probably why the records on us fairies are tight. Sure we have our jobs to bring the seasons, but with all of this heartless and nobodies chaos, it makes it quite hard for some of us to even be successful to the fullest, especially with stricter curfews." Alena shrugged, "It would even surprise me if they cancelled some seasons to keep everyone safe, but I couldn't stay in a cage for too long. Sure we were safe in the inside, but there's so much more to do outdoors..."
Petting her stick, Alena smiled, "How else would a Tinker fairy get her work done? Sure the Hallow had some stuff, but not as alien and nifty as the stuff from the mainland...like that bloody bubble."
Humming softly, she wondered how she could expressed what she said more easily. "Oops, I almost forgot," her lightbulb gleamed with the thought. Fluttering away, she fiddled with something around her neck before growing a more human height.
"Hm let's see, longer legs," she wiggled them check. "Change in height, check. No wings..." she turned around seeing nothing but her clothes. "Change in clothes and bigger Stick, double check."
Ah, so even a thimble was too big for a fairy to drink from! Smiling to herself, she poured the rest of the blue liquid into the glass vial, corked it, and returned it to her leather bag. No point in wasting perfectly good potion--especially since she had no self-healing capabilities of their own. At least, not yet. Needless to say, it was probably her one line of support if things got really rough. Which could happen anytime.
"Seasons can be canceled? Really?" she asked, in awe. She looked up at the night sky. "Do daylight faeries happen to exist too? Maybe daytime was canceled in Traverse Town. It's never daylight here. Always night."
The question wasn't really aimed at the blue firefly fairy, more like she was talking herself through different possibilities. She didn't really understand how this place could operate without the sun--her own home world was rarely sunny and was always raining and overcast. And the winters were rough. Maybe there were a couple days out of the year when it was warm, but she didn't really remember seeing how bright it was.
The fairy fluttered away, and Antique watched with curiosity--and jumped. It...it had grown to human proportions! Eyes widening, Antique looked a little bit scared from the sudden change!
Post by Ellie who has 0% on Dec 2, 2009 18:19:37 GMT -4
"Hm?" The fairy blinked obliviously for a moment before it dawned on her. "Oh that, I found some weird mushrooms somewhere in this really really wacky world. Nothing hardly made sense there; I was glad to actually leave that place. I would've literally lost my marbles."
"Now what have you mentioned before...daylight fairies?" Alena stopped to think and pondered to the point question marks started to wave off of her. "There's so many talents that it would literally make your mind burst.Well there is fairy job called light fairies. They do their job by bringing light in the dark time. They would make this place brighter with the help of lightening bugs. How else would they get their light?"
"And yes seasons can be cancelled, because fairies assist that transition. The autumn fairies make sure everything is in tip-top fally state. Actually they change the leaves colors. That used to be the art fairies job, but I'm sure you can see how exhausted they would be to literally paint every single leaf, while autumn fairies just sprinkle some fairy dust that changes the color."
Looking around, Alena's brows wrinkled in confusions. "What concerns me here is that...I don't feel any fairies on this world..."
Ray sighed softly to himself, standing slowly from the seat he had taken and calmly walking over toward the fairy and the girl.
"Excuse me, I couldn't help but overhear that you two are from other worlds. I was wondering if either of you had information regarding how to travel between them...? I am in search of something, and I would be most grateful if you could provide information that would aid me in my search. Ah, but where are my manners...? I am Ray Linder Frost, please call me Ray."
Ray bowed smoothly to them, standing straight afterward and gazing at them while he waited for a response.
Still a little shocked that the fairy had gone from teeny-tiny to tall (once again, someone ELSE that was probably taller than her!) Antique managed to straighten up her posture. "So...mushrooms can make you taller?" she asked quietly. Antique clenched her fists, a fire in her eyes ignited. "I -must- visit this world!'
"Oh, so is that how things work? The seasons changing. I would have never thought of that!" she said smiling, the idea of finding mushrooms in some strange world in her mind. "I wonder if there were fairy's in my home world," she said. But magic wasn't a possibility there, so she highly doubted it. But maybe that was why there was hardly a summer.
"Any other faery's? No..I mean, I haven't seen anyone else here. You're the first I've ever met!" she said brightly. "It's a pity though..." she said. "If there were...sunlight fairies...here...maybe this town would...you know, not always be night time.
Then a man in blue appeared. She was slightly perplexed when she saw his face bore a mask--a mask that reminded her of someone who might have been nobility. When he bowed, she quickly stood up, and gave a bit of a curtsy--it was rushed, but the flow and eloquence suggested she knew about it.
"Nice to meet you Ray, I'm Antique," she said. "Uhm...as for traveling to other worlds...I'm not sure about it. I've heard something about ships and such, but it's not something I know much about," she said, and paused. She thought of Jadis. "But I know a very wise lady who might be able to help you!"
Post by Ellie who has 0% on Dec 5, 2009 17:50:09 GMT -4
"Ooo he's blue," Alena muttered loving the color for it obviously was her favorite color. She actually wanted to touch the blue rose on his hat, but she resisted the temptation to tinker with every blue item on this stranger's personel.
"Ray Linder Frost," Alena repeated, while blinking wondering if she knew anyone with such an extra long name. "I'm Alena, and I can get from places, but it take a simple thing, and since you're not me you both would need extra work to do so."
Jumping up and down, Alena noticed a problem; in this form, she couldn't produce fairy dust to share. Looking around, she noticed know blue shimmering dust falling off of her. "Well isn't this just awkward and fine and dandy. With some dust and happy thoughts you would be gliding, but fairy dust at the moment I'm not providing."
Ray smiled slightly, as they seemed sincere and trustworthy enough. It seems I've found some potential friends... how interesting. Ray nodded as he heard them speak, remaining silent as he thought out what he was going to do. He obviously couldn't leave this world, but nor did he feel right taking advantage of the hospitality of others.... He sighed to himself before turning to look at Antique.
"If it wouldn't be too much of a bother, would you mind giving me directions to meet this 'wise old lady' you speak of? I'd hate to impose by having you travel with me...." As he spoke, Ray turned his thoughts to how he would handle the almost immanent offer to travel with him. He was earnest in not wanting to be a hassle, but he also did no want to be rude.
He sighed inwardly, resigning himself to the fact he'd have to travel with others to reach his goals. He hated putting others in danger unnecessarily, and it seemed that, as of late, danger flocked to him like flies to a rotting corpse.