Queen Ovelia Atkascha (
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queenofheartsrp2012-02-06 04:13 pm
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-The vine picks up a girl laying among the flowers. The scroll has been left somewhere beside her, and seems untouched. Furthermore, the position she is in seems hardly natural. Not like someone resting, but rather... she had fallen there. And, in fact, the more one looks at her, the more it appears she's not alive at all... At least for a few moments before her chest starts to move.
With a loud gasp and cry, she sits up, clutching at the space just below her ribs but above her stomach. She breathes heavily, a look of complete shock in her eyes.-
I'm... alive? But how... No wound remains, either... Not even a cut in my gown...
... These are not the ruins... Could it be God has delivered me unto heaven? Impossible... I deserve no such grace...
-She quickly moves to her feet, looking around. She is seemingly completely unaware she's being recorded.-
Hello! Is anyone there!?
... What trickery is this place?
With a loud gasp and cry, she sits up, clutching at the space just below her ribs but above her stomach. She breathes heavily, a look of complete shock in her eyes.-
I'm... alive? But how... No wound remains, either... Not even a cut in my gown...
... These are not the ruins... Could it be God has delivered me unto heaven? Impossible... I deserve no such grace...
-She quickly moves to her feet, looking around. She is seemingly completely unaware she's being recorded.-
Hello! Is anyone there!?
... What trickery is this place?
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[ Yuuka moves, taking steps to the right of herself but not moving any closer to Ovelia. She becomes more clearer to see now out of the shade that she stood by, as well as the shade of her own parasol, which she moves out as she spreads out her arms casually. ]
Do you see them? The asphodel. They grow here more than anywhere else in the gardens. You carry the same scent as them.
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I am not well acquainted with flowers and their meanings, m'lady. Could you explain what it is you are trying to say?
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Flowers of the dead. Even though the meaning of flowers are never the same, they still know the superstitions expected of them. They can never forget.
Hmm. Looking at you, it suits you.
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What a sight I must be if such deathly petals suit one such as I.
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But the asphodel is special; its bulb can be used to make a food. You shouldn't judge a flower only by what you see.
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Considering where I am now, I suppose anything is a bit easier to believe.
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That's very cute of you.
[ Though as they might seem, the words aren't said in a condescending way. With that said though, she begins to take steady steps closer to Ovelia. ]
But even the living eat and drink flowers. See? You're never far away from death, no matter what.
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No one truly was where I come from...
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[ If Ovelia didn't move, despite how unsettled she felt, Yuuka would stop with a little space between them. She looked at the young woman, her nails touching the rod of her parasol that once again found itself resting against her shoulder, but tilted too much to shade her head properly. Looking, looking at Ovelia, as if inspecting an object... ]
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Is... something the matter, m'lady?
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Nothing at all. I wanted a close look at your cute face, for when we meet again.
[ And saying that, Yuuka moved away from the woman without even a touch or indication of so, going back over to the Vine to bring it back to how it had been set before. ]
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Until our next meeting.
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Y-yes... Until then, m'lady...