Dahlia Hawthorne (asteraceae) wrote in marinasylum, @ 2010-01-23 11:48:00 |
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Entry tags: | :action, akito/agito/lind wanijima, alphonse elric, ashton anchors, dahlia hawthorne, len kagamine, miranda lotto, pearl fey, reira serizawa, road kamelot, russell tringham |
[Action/Voice/Open]
[it's late. very late, for her. Pearl lies awake in bed, eyes squeezed shut, waiting. there are times when she nearly falls asleep, but she can't. not yet. she needs to stay awake. to listen.]
[finally, after what feels like hours, she's satisfied. Mystic Maya is fast asleep. she doesn't like hiding things from her cousin, but her mother told her that this was supposed to be a secret.]
[Pearl almost turns on a light, but she mustn't risk waking Mystic Maya up. instead, she squints at that woman's picture in the dark. it's lucky that Mr. Senti didn't take it away.]
[it doesn't come as...easily, as naturally as it should, but she reaches out to the spirit, feels it answer. just as she starts to lose - to give up - consciousness, she feels a surge of pride - she is a good girl, and her mother will be so pleased--]
[and then she falls into a dreamless sleep, and Dahlia awakens.]
[disorientation is the first thing she feels. the last thing she remembers is pain, a piercing, overwhelming pain. but now she's fine, lying in a bed. in the dim light she can tell this is a bedroom, not the hospital. what's going on...?]
[Dahlia sits up, rubbing the side of her head in confusion, and automatically reaches for the bedside table to grab her communicator. but it's not hers, it's smaller than it should be. she frowns at it in confusion, and stumbles out of bed. everything is too small. her pajamas would be modest on a child. oddly, her first thought is that she should find something to wear.]
[she doesn't even think to check the other bed. after all, no one shares a room with her, right? it's not until she's in the hallway that she stops to really reason out what's going on. she looks down at herself -- she'd thought she'd grabbed a dress from the drawer, but in actuality it's a Kurain acolyte's robes. it doesn't become clear, really clear, until a lock of hair falls in front of her eyes. she freezes up. why is her hair brown?]
(...I've been...)
[and then it makes sense. Russel Tringham, that little brat. he'd done her in before succumbing to his wounds. what was that nonsense phrase he'd spouted, "Equivalent Exchange"? but this wasn't Maya Fey's body. which meant it had to be...]
[in which case, there's not much time. she has one more chance. one chance to have her revenge on all those who had wronged her. she makes her way to the kitchen.]
[Voice]
Tee hee hee...!
((Dahlia will only be responding to people who interest her, sorry. If you'd like to run into her in person and have her try to stab you, go ahead and let me know! She's not really picky about who she kills right now. (There will be NO deaths here. Honest. ...and please don't kill her, Pearl would die too if you did D:)
Also she has cat ears because she drank some milk before being killed yesterday. Not that she's noticed yet.
EDIT If you want Dahlia to stab your character, go ahead and action-tag in here. She is currently outside the shelter.))