poly_chromatic | { first dream | accidental video }

[Lilith can be seen, feeling her way forward along the outer wall of a building, one step at a time – hesitantly, bare foot hovering above the ground for a moment before making contact. The right one first, her left foot repeating the process. The progress slow as a result, but there is a certain grace to it that can’t be denied.]

Is this... the land beyond death? Is this Heaven? There are so many strange scents here... sounds...

[She comes to a faltering halt. Her voice the backdrop of the network device’s recording of the City in part and herself in whole. When she finally continues speaking, her conclusion is soft. The harshness of its implications already too familiar to her. To be truly frightening.]

But the darkness, it has not withdrawn. Then, is this Hell? Because he said... Hell is eternal darkness.

[She remains standing in that one place – looking cold and vulnerable in her white, cotton nightgown. Seemingly wary to move. After a few more minutes, the recording times out and cuts off.]

((ooc : open to action as well))

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Well, unless I'm dreaming too, I don't think you are.

[It was no angel, then. Another child of the streets, rather... Those she was familiar with, at least - even if this new, strange place was foreign to her and attacked her senses from all sides. Holding out one hand searchingly, she smiled.]

I know... I shall be a burden to you, but may I request that you lead me where I must go?

It's not a burden. I'm a Guardian. I like to help. [He flaps over to her and settles on her shoulder.] I'll sit here, okay?

Edited 2013-11-30 23:29 (UTC)

[As he settles down on her shoulder, she startles. Eyes widening slightly. What does this sensation mean? What sort of being could this possibly be? Reaching up hesitantly, she makes as if to seek him out with her fingers, to run them over his body. For confirmation.]

You are...?

[He keeps still while she runs her fingers over him. He even unfolds a wing if she gets to them.]

I'm Nall. Who're you?

My name is Lilith.

[The wings feel foreign. Belonging to a creature from another world. A devil, she thinks, but keeps the word unspoken - seeing how charitable and helpful this devil has been. She doesn't know where she is or where she is supposed to go from here, but Nall might know and take her.]

I was told I'm in a city.... Which city is it? Not Paris?

I've never heard of Paris. And... well... everyone just tells me it's The City. [He giggles a bit.] I guess there's so many different types of people here, they just decided The City was good enough.

The City?

[She begins moving forward, slowly, hesitantly. Without knowing her destination or the route that will take her there. One hand pressed to the wall of the building, for support. A thought occurs to her. A terrible thought. That here, she might have to return to the brothels - she is no longer dying and thus, the church may no longer feel obliged to accept her presence amongst those who are without sin.]

Where... am I expected to... stay?

I... don't actually know. I haven't lived in a house for most of my lifetime. So I've been finding perches and trees to sleep in.

[He pauses.]

Sorry. But there's people here who've been here longer than I have! One of them has to know!

I spoke... earlier... to a man who was willing to help. We... should wait for him.

Okay! Well, while we wait, why don't we get to know each other some!

How old are you, Nall?

[It is meant as a comforting question, perhaps directed at the both of them while Lilith is shivering slightly, her nightgown too thin for the season as it manifests itself outside.]

Somewhere around 1,000. What about you?

[He notices she's shivering. It feels just fine for him but he's covered in fur.]

Do you want me to swap forms? I'm a lot bigger in my real form and I'm still covered in fur. You could be warm until the other person comes for you.

[Strange notions. That a creature with such a young voice should pretend to be a thousand years old - and that she should be able to change her shape. Lilith comes to a halt. She herself is named after a demon shape-shifter. Perhaps then, Nall is the herald of her fate.]

If... such a thing is possible...

[He hops off her shoulder and flies a little bit away from her. He's huge in true form and he doesn't want to end up knocking her down.

He shifts and sighs, although it's now a deep rumble. It feels good to be full sized, even if he prefers his dragon kit size. Not that Lilith can see, but he still has a similar body, but with a more traditional dragon's head, his neck is now long enough for five people to sit on, and his black paws are white.

He stretches out a wing to touch her arm and give her a guide over to him.]

I am here.

[The touch of his wing gives her a guide and she covers the few steps between them with quiet concentration. She still doesn't understand... how all of this is possible... A being of this kind in a world like this. Yet, what else can she say, but this one thing. Because although she has been taken away from God's judgement - perhaps for a woman like her, it is a blessing in disguise.]

Thank you.

You needn't thank me. I am a guardian. I am supposed to protect those who need it.

Not many are willing to show... such kindness towards a fallen woman like myself.

But those who've fallen often need protection the most.

Too many young girls... end their lives in the streets... Do not become like me, Mademoiselle...

Yes. I try and help the ones I can, but there is only so much I can do.

[He chuckles softly.] I'm a boy.

[She falls silent at this new piece of information. Then, she smiles softly.]

My apologies. I... couldn't tell.

Don't worry about it. I know my voice gives a... very little-girl impression.

{ first dream | accidental video }

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