AliceInRedHeels

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Roger that.

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Curiouser & Curiouser

A slight cough, a brief protest from the lungs at the intrusion of the fungus spores, followed by a swift shake of Eveline's head before looking down as the strange jeweled woman started up the tree at a rather fluid place. She titled her head as the messenger boy...err girl...person, she would work at the pronoun later, finally reached her mushroom perch. Grinning brightly she waved slightly giggling before reaching up easily removing one of the flowers from her crown offering it out towards the boy, catching sight of how eery her pale skin looked betwix the black powder and the purple light it almost seemed like it grew as if the light was seeping through it. Her eyes widen slightly as she slowly turned her arm back and forth curiously, 'How strange...' she thought wordlessly before turning her eyes back towards the other occupant on her platform, tilting her head as she observed the boy. He was definitely feminine in feature, and was as covered in the strange powder as she was, the bright red flower in her head seemed untainted by the substance. The sharp angry hoot of an owl caught her attention as she turned her gaze slightly back towards the light, it seemed to be a lantern of sorts, her curiosity growing more and more as she briefly meet the state of two glowing eyes perched behind the source of the purple light. Eveline smiled brightly at it, before the jarring words of the foreigner reached hers, another brief look of annoyance crosses the girls face before turning to look below her seeing the strange woman wave, more so salute the two of them rattling off a rather long name. 'Do all strangers have such long names..' She wondered tilting her head curiously once more, before giddily mimicking the strange woman's salute, debating on offering her a flower as well. She didn't have many, a brief thought towards whether the strange forest held flowers abundantly as hers did or would she have to hunt for them. This place was rather strange but she didn't feel any trepidation at all.

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Oh my, the Princess is rather scary. Awe, does the Owl not like the possibly slightly see through flower child?

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Why would I give my shinnys away, all shall belong to the flower child~~

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A Strange Gathering

The lantern continued to sway slightly as the constant whirring from the trunk sent vibration through out its dead branches. Frowning childishly Eveline did her best to keep to the edge of the fungi, her pale dress taking on the same tone as her skins as the black spores and powder from the plant coated her slightly, a small streak of black smeared across her forehead when she went to wipe it readjusting her flower crown, the bright red and pink peonies still shimmering brightly in the lamp light. She always loved climbing, and was almost giddy at the fact she was climbing on giant mushrooms, she had never seen any so big before, it as exhilarating at this point she wanted to keep climbing just as much as she wanted to reach the strange source of purple light. The soothing sounds of the forest were interrupted by a man's voice, causing the girl to frown slightly as she turned around once more walking to the edge of the mushroom. In the soft dim glow of the lantern should could make out the silhouette of a man down on the ground, she vaguely remembered him from early as he looked around frantically calling out before his bright red bile grew eerily where the light hit it. Tilting her head, Eveline watched as his calling stirred the last laying figure on the platform, her bracelet tinkling clearly against the hollow silence where the strange man's voice had silenced the music of the forest. Her eyes narrowed slightly as foreign tongue filled the air, the girl didn't like it, it sounded harsh on her ears. She wasn't used to people speaking in her forest, and was hoping this new one would be no different, a slight frown etching it's way on her mouth as she watched them head towards her tree as well, she wondered if either of them knew the meaning of being quiet, of letting the forest sing to them. Shaking her head, she caught wind of the soft footsteps of someone much closer to her, a pleased smile reforming back on the woodland girls face as she peered down over the edge again catching sight of the boy from earlier. Clapping slightly Eveline debated on waiting and letting the lone figure catch up or continue her climb towards the bright lantern, but waiting meant giving the loud ones time to catch up as well and she really didn't much care for them. The boy was different he was quiet and seemed almost as pleased to be here as she was. Humming softly Eveline grinned as the forest recovered from the interruptions, the lone hoot of an owl echoing, as the rest joined in the song. She would imagine most would find it unsettling and daunting, this place, it didn't seem like either sun or moon light would ever grace the floors of the forest, the canopy wasn't extremely thick by any means yet it seemed to eat the light for the lantern greedily. 'Such a strange place, how did we get here...' She wondered silently before giggling plopping down on the edge of the fungi, her blackened legs danging off the edge as she waited for the others, mainly the boy to catch up watching his progress curiously the closer he got the more unsure she was that he was a he, perhaps it was the light but the messenger boy had rather feminine features it's confused the girl as she shook her head returning her gaze to the two down below wondering just what was going on. The warm glow of the lantern splayed across her back beckoning and calling her to continue her ascent.

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Hmmm but be a nice reminder should you need to bludgeon someone or thing with said plot shinny rock~

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Care if I sneak another post in, @Mokley dear, or had you planned on posting?

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That could be handy~ hah.

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Wait, This Isn't My Forest..

The sound and smells of the forest were no strangers to the small girl sprawled out on the platform floor, but the cold cool metal pressed against her cheek was foreign and strange. A inaudible groan escaping her paled pink lips, her soft blue hair was splattered across her face, the small crown of peonies still managing to hang onto her head. If it wasn't for the grimace of pain across her face, she would have seem perfectly at ease in the depths of the forest. She remembered a falling sensation, so familiar, as if she slipped out of a tree, the battered and brushed aching in her body helping keep her calm and peaceful. Her eyes lids flickered slightly as she tried to focus, the spots of light still dancing across her vision as a ringing sound continued to play in her ears, the dulling throb pounding in her head reminded the girl of when she was younger and had stolen her mother's potion, she seen her drinking from it most nights, but there was no sting to the back of her throat or the warmth pooling in her stomach. No, this was caused by something else, scrunching her eyes she tried to recall the last thing she remembered. The Caravan! Sitting up too quickly sent the poor girl's head spinning causing her to roll over using her hands to support her incase she decided to empty the contents of her stomach. After a few short moments of dry heaving, Eveline noticed the cold metal pressing against her hands, and the warmth across her legs making her turn and look blinking a few times at the presences of a scrappy looking...boy? On closure inspection he looked like one of the delivery boys she saw running around the village, before shaking her head. She didn't care who he was; she wanted to know who he was and why he was in her forest. Wait... 'This Isn't Your Forest...' Her thought crept in like a lovers whisper. A short look around help her confirm the nagging suspicion, she had never seen such huge mushrooms before, and the constant whirring of gears were a telltale sign that she was someplace new. The soft wash of light from the lantern caught her eye, curiously she slowly withdrew her feet from under the messenger, not caring if she woke him in the process before crawling her way towards the tree, her discomfort of being on metal growing even if it was buried under roots and leaves it still made her uneasy and did little to appeal the nausea toying with her stomach. Reaching the tree, she slowly reached out a hand pressing it against the trunk as she pulled herself up, her legs shook slightly under her before she sighed resting her head against the decrepit bark, the scent of rotting wood and oak calming her as she tried to ignore the taint of metal clawing the air. 'A Forest is A Forest.' She smiled at her own reassuring thought before giggling spinning around slightly her cheerfulness returning in wake of the dispelling pain and queasiness. Humming softly she looked up at the mushrooms wondering if she could climb on them, the soft glitter of the purple light catching her eye once more. Drawn to it, Eveline reached out finding some purchase in the tree and began ascending the tree, pleasantly surprised she could stand on the mushrooms feeling them give slightly under her. She would assume that anyone of a heavier set would find it more daunting to try and perch on the giant fungi; turning away from the light source she looked out over the forest, well at least as far as the lights edge noticing just how large the platefrom was. 'It almost looks like the hunter's traps..' Her gruesome thought startled her as she looked back at the lantern and then back at the area infront of the tree, if the forest was as dark as it seemed then perhaps it wasn't a bad plan to lure creatures out with such a bright light. She shivered slightly wondering if her and the other three bathing in the light were prey or bait. The darkening thoughts only lasted for a moment as the flower child turned back around continuing her climb up the mushroom, her barefeet slowly turning black from the tree.

Academy of the Arcane Artes [Reboot]

Haha, good job. ~ Alice