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"We decree you, executed."
The squirming, writhing mass did not scare her. The Pawns behind her impaled the writhing creature by the sides, holding it up to let her grip remain unneeded as she took a step back and motioned to the Knight awaiting her orders. One simple phrase -- a phrase so often used by her sister that made her giggle inwardly to use -- gave signal to the Sentinel to take up his sword for the sake of murdering the creature that remained strapped in the marble weapons.
"Off with its head!"
The words came with a soft laugh as the broadsword sliced through the Puppeteer, chopping its body in half before the Pawns ensured its death by using their halbards to separate what remained of its corpse into pieces. With a dismissing wave as the misty creature faded from its own "life", The Transient Princess turned her head to the young girl she held and smiled.
"There we are, Alice. Chasing rabbits always gets you into trouble. Now, where shall we take you? You must have been terribly bored to want to wander down such a dark path -- and without a Cheshire in sight to keep you away from the bad things! Just say where you'd like and I, the White Queen -- well, Transient Princess, rather, will indulge in whatever whims you'd have right now. Shall we play a game?~"
The Doll had managed to retain her regality completely throughout the executing, and with a sweet tone to boot. Hopefully, this would ease the girl's worries. After all, a young lady should not be placed under such stress.
The squirming, writhing mass did not scare her. The Pawns behind her impaled the writhing creature by the sides, holding it up to let her grip remain unneeded as she took a step back and motioned to the Knight awaiting her orders. One simple phrase -- a phrase so often used by her sister that made her giggle inwardly to use -- gave signal to the Sentinel to take up his sword for the sake of murdering the creature that remained strapped in the marble weapons.
"Off with its head!"
The words came with a soft laugh as the broadsword sliced through the Puppeteer, chopping its body in half before the Pawns ensured its death by using their halbards to separate what remained of its corpse into pieces. With a dismissing wave as the misty creature faded from its own "life", The Transient Princess turned her head to the young girl she held and smiled.
"There we are, Alice. Chasing rabbits always gets you into trouble. Now, where shall we take you? You must have been terribly bored to want to wander down such a dark path -- and without a Cheshire in sight to keep you away from the bad things! Just say where you'd like and I, the White Queen -- well, Transient Princess, rather, will indulge in whatever whims you'd have right now. Shall we play a game?~"
The Doll had managed to retain her regality completely throughout the executing, and with a sweet tone to boot. Hopefully, this would ease the girl's worries. After all, a young lady should not be placed under such stress.
My real life problems came in the form of college and a crazy dog so. Trying to work on a post now. X.x
Post coming soon. Sorry for the wait. ><
I'd love to be hotel staff for a living sinner's hotel. I'M IN.
The Transient Princess
One soldier hit, sending him right into her strike as she snapped her fingers underneath the trembling girl and behind the peasant, another Spaded Glyph was born of the Queen's will. He finally began to show his true colors, hmm? A click of the tongue and The White Queen was quick to grin as the grand raise of a Knight -- geared in heavy diamond and marble plate, armed with sword and shield that made him the foreboding Sentinel twice as large as the being before her, took a step out from the Glyph and raised his sword up.
"We cannot allow you to harm Alice. She is ours, and ours alone."
Those words came with the Doll tossing her scepter up to wrap her arms around Alice as both she herself and the Knight seemed to break and shatter -- a rapid movement that would leave the girl blinking and seeing the back of the assaulter now as he clawed right into the shield of the Knight. But how could she be there if they were right in front of the enraged creature?
A switch. A switch that left the heavy blade of the Knight to come down through the Marionette's mid-section, the Pawns to stab at his arms to keep him still, and for The Transient Princess to catch her scepter as it returned to its pinned form and slide it through her hair before reaching into the sliced skin to dig out the Puppeteer hiding within, regardless of the nice little home it had found. If he healed so fast, she'd make it so had no choice as she dug through that body to find the source of that mist and properly execute it. And with a vicious YANKING, she grabbed onto what felt like the damned thing to force it out of the controlled body to make it face its punishment.
Ein Ferah
The resounding noise of bullets never made it to Ein's body as flames burst forth from above to rid the traffickers of their weapons and promptly lead fear into the display of something unnatural. There was only one person that came to help her when she needed him, and he was the only one that she knew that did that job with fire. Turning her head to the side where Cracker had run from, she didn't even bother to answer him for a moment as she sat up on her knees and wrapped her arms around his waist. With her face burying into his stomach, she just shook her head as she spoke up with an incredibly upset voice.
"They tried to feed me pills and mistook me for a prostitute...You can use as many explosions or firepower as you want. Just make them disappear, please..."
Obviously, Ein wasn't happy in the slightest as she slowly let go of him and stood up to adjust her backpack. With eyes that held a mixture of womanly anger and the drowning of a phobia-inducing rabidness, she didn't mind indulging in her Doll's nature of what was "fun" for him to let him make fireworks out of the four of five men laying on the ground. The fifth one, however?
"Who the hell are you, taking away my merchandise?! Fuck your little magic trick, I'll kill you and her too!"
Oh look. Human bravado.
And a revolver pulled out from the man's jacket to point at Cracker and Ein. Was he serious?
Perhaps he was! ...If it meant anything to say that he'd pulled the trigger twice to try and plant two bullets in their head while they were standing there. How rude, he was interrupting their conversation on top of everything else as well.
Ah, there it was. She'd found her Alice. With the acceptance of her help, the anchor was formed and the Transient Princess was here to stay as she turned her head to the side and smiled at the fearful being behind her. A peasant before a Queen, challenging her domain, her rule, and her beloved Alice...? What an insult to royalty. A snap of the fingers and the creation of circles in the ground behind him -- ones that held large spades within -- bought life to two Pawns of her army. The metal clang of two halberds crossing against one another to block his way of running followed the Transient Princess picking up her Alice with both of her arms to let her rest on her shoulder. A draw of the snowflake hairpin from the side of her hair and those silver eyes of hers focused on the corrupted being before her. The mist that escaped him, the evident lowering of temperature around...
Was he expecting her to be scared from the weak display?
"I deem you under the highest of treason for your actions. Hurting my dear Alice is a crime that ends in death."
The mist concerned her not -- her only concerned dealt with keeping her Doll Master on her shoulder and away from this man's reach as the flicking of the hairpin's clasp opened it up all the way and allowed the snowflake to converge into larger, brighter snowflakes and extend out the shape of the small adornment. With a sound akin to the cracking of ice, the hairpin had forged itself into a scepter fit for a Queen with that snowflake decoration at the top of it, bladed for the sake of combat and ready as the Doll grinned at the events to come. A wordless command, and the two Pawns -- human-sized beings dressed in shimmering white armor -- charged at the peasant -- the putrid Marionette -- that she'd given the penalty of death for. With halberds stretched out, they'd aim for the shoulders -- trying to avoid lethal wounds as she took a single step forward and aimed for the midsection of the mist-breathing antagonist herself.
"Hang on tight, Alice.~ This will only take a moment!"
The peasant knew what she was, and he showed the right kind of fear for it -- but he had stayed. And with his stay came her need to end his life. Not like her big sister, no, but sometimes a bit of red had to splash into the white in order for things to be completed.
Was he expecting her to be scared from the weak display?
"I deem you under the highest of treason for your actions. Hurting my dear Alice is a crime that ends in death."
The mist concerned her not -- her only concerned dealt with keeping her Doll Master on her shoulder and away from this man's reach as the flicking of the hairpin's clasp opened it up all the way and allowed the snowflake to converge into larger, brighter snowflakes and extend out the shape of the small adornment. With a sound akin to the cracking of ice, the hairpin had forged itself into a scepter fit for a Queen with that snowflake decoration at the top of it, bladed for the sake of combat and ready as the Doll grinned at the events to come. A wordless command, and the two Pawns -- human-sized beings dressed in shimmering white armor -- charged at the peasant -- the putrid Marionette -- that she'd given the penalty of death for. With halberds stretched out, they'd aim for the shoulders -- trying to avoid lethal wounds as she took a single step forward and aimed for the midsection of the mist-breathing antagonist herself.
"Hang on tight, Alice.~ This will only take a moment!"
The peasant knew what she was, and he showed the right kind of fear for it -- but he had stayed. And with his stay came her need to end his life. Not like her big sister, no, but sometimes a bit of red had to splash into the white in order for things to be completed.
\ o / FINALLY. A COUPLING THAT ISN'T JUST DENIAL AND SEXUAL TENSION!
I AM HERE. I SWEAR. GOOD MORNING. I PASSED OUT. WILL SAVE CYNTHIA.
Thank you for the example by the way.
Thank you for the example by the way.
\ \ SUSHI / /@RoflsMazoy
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