06-15-2015, 12:48 AM
Filtered light streamed from the pearly walls as Molly's dress shoes lightly tapped the ground. With a light hum and a well-paced frolic, the girl had already created a large distance between herself the Coruscant gate. Her pigtails sprouted from the sides of her head and rolled over her shoulders in rippled waves. The girl was adorned in pink and resembled a fairy, or would have if it wasn't for the hardened expression tainting her ability to smile.
To her dismay, she had yet to get a response from the internet sensation Agnès whom she had requested help. Meanwhile Gildarts - the oaf - was no where to be found. Lastly, and perhaps the most devastating, she had run out of mochi ice cream.
As she walked, the youth fiddled with the buttons on her phone but could not help but to feel a sense of impending doom riveting in her shaking bones. Behind her eyelids, the images of death flashed - no it had been murder - and the willingness of even her idolized friend to do such a deed was earth-shattering. Didn't he know what death meant to her? Probably not considering she wasn't the mushy type. She would never admit it's true reference. Death was the loss of her family, and with it, the love and hope anyone had shared with her seemed to vanish. Primes or not, for this girl, there was no room in the Omniverse for double-standards.
Perhaps watching Dante's Abyss had been too much for her childish morality, her thoughts strained and she reverted to her reflexive defense of snarky comebacks which she quickly waved away from her mind. "Sigh... Gildarts," She expressed her action aloud as the smallest tear escaped from the corner of her eye, "How could you?"
It shouldn't have surprised her, considering the terms, or rather, the ruins they had met in. Yet still, his words shook her as she recalled the darkness on his face, and the truth never seemed more real. In fact, it's shockwave of shivers even transcended the wake of the memory. Three simple words that shattered the moment she stood in with the utmost consequence.
"You could die."
As she blinked away the memory, her eyes rolled to her toes. She melted at the sight of her pretty and glossed little shoes that had been touched with the carefully caressed imprint of painted flower pedals. The girl noted that there was no shadow cast in her stoop but today, she chose not to investigate. Not now, Her chin sunk low in disappointment, and almost touched her neck as she realized that the man she was searching for could be dead.
Gildarts. His charismatic smile flickered before her eyes, then, she saw a glimpse at what he had sacrificed for whatever their mission had meant to him. It was the same, he wore the same expression on the island, she could tell. Whatever it had been for, whatever the repercussions wrought, the man hadn't given up. Even when it had landed him in a hospital gurney. It was unreal that in the same passage of admiring thought, came the unthinkable.
He could be dead.
The idea of this was much worse for the secondary, than the idea of him becoming a murderer. There's my double standard, I suppose. If Karl Jak had banished Gildarts to the Underverse, Molly would never forgive him. Perhaps she would even extract a little revenge. Her never-ending ploys distracted her from the longing drain tugging on her heartstrings.
She had even planned-out what she was going to say to the mage first, and had taken an unflattering screenshot of him in the collar. Molly smirked as she held it in her hand before crumpling it out of either disgust for herself showing weakness, or sick anger at the Prime for abandoning her.
"What about your promise? You didn't keep it, and I'm the fool, I should have known. Of all the people to speak empty words, yours had been the fullest."
The orphan girl let the flooding turmoil of emotion breach her thoughts as her expression grew from sorrowful into one closer to her trademark sassy smile. "That oblivious guy had probably gotten lost, or ran himself into a tree." It wasn't unlike him, and the thought put the charming glitter of light back into her eyes. All the while, the unsaid question had yet to be answered.
Where had he gone?
To her dismay, she had yet to get a response from the internet sensation Agnès whom she had requested help. Meanwhile Gildarts - the oaf - was no where to be found. Lastly, and perhaps the most devastating, she had run out of mochi ice cream.
As she walked, the youth fiddled with the buttons on her phone but could not help but to feel a sense of impending doom riveting in her shaking bones. Behind her eyelids, the images of death flashed - no it had been murder - and the willingness of even her idolized friend to do such a deed was earth-shattering. Didn't he know what death meant to her? Probably not considering she wasn't the mushy type. She would never admit it's true reference. Death was the loss of her family, and with it, the love and hope anyone had shared with her seemed to vanish. Primes or not, for this girl, there was no room in the Omniverse for double-standards.
Perhaps watching Dante's Abyss had been too much for her childish morality, her thoughts strained and she reverted to her reflexive defense of snarky comebacks which she quickly waved away from her mind. "Sigh... Gildarts," She expressed her action aloud as the smallest tear escaped from the corner of her eye, "How could you?"
It shouldn't have surprised her, considering the terms, or rather, the ruins they had met in. Yet still, his words shook her as she recalled the darkness on his face, and the truth never seemed more real. In fact, it's shockwave of shivers even transcended the wake of the memory. Three simple words that shattered the moment she stood in with the utmost consequence.
"You could die."
As she blinked away the memory, her eyes rolled to her toes. She melted at the sight of her pretty and glossed little shoes that had been touched with the carefully caressed imprint of painted flower pedals. The girl noted that there was no shadow cast in her stoop but today, she chose not to investigate. Not now, Her chin sunk low in disappointment, and almost touched her neck as she realized that the man she was searching for could be dead.
Gildarts. His charismatic smile flickered before her eyes, then, she saw a glimpse at what he had sacrificed for whatever their mission had meant to him. It was the same, he wore the same expression on the island, she could tell. Whatever it had been for, whatever the repercussions wrought, the man hadn't given up. Even when it had landed him in a hospital gurney. It was unreal that in the same passage of admiring thought, came the unthinkable.
He could be dead.
The idea of this was much worse for the secondary, than the idea of him becoming a murderer. There's my double standard, I suppose. If Karl Jak had banished Gildarts to the Underverse, Molly would never forgive him. Perhaps she would even extract a little revenge. Her never-ending ploys distracted her from the longing drain tugging on her heartstrings.
She had even planned-out what she was going to say to the mage first, and had taken an unflattering screenshot of him in the collar. Molly smirked as she held it in her hand before crumpling it out of either disgust for herself showing weakness, or sick anger at the Prime for abandoning her.
"What about your promise? You didn't keep it, and I'm the fool, I should have known. Of all the people to speak empty words, yours had been the fullest."
The orphan girl let the flooding turmoil of emotion breach her thoughts as her expression grew from sorrowful into one closer to her trademark sassy smile. "That oblivious guy had probably gotten lost, or ran himself into a tree." It wasn't unlike him, and the thought put the charming glitter of light back into her eyes. All the while, the unsaid question had yet to be answered.
Where had he gone?

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