Ib [au] (
killerrose) wrote in
genessia2015-12-04 07:06 pm
1st Fallen Petal 🌹 Video/Action
Action: At the Bay
[The faint resonance of an echo reaches Ib's ears waking her from her slumber. Her sword is at her side and her rose mask is positioned over her eyes. A soft sigh leaves her lips before she swings her legs down and into the shallow pool of water. The box that rests next to her tumbles and falls, splashing next to her. Cold eyes look down at the case before picking it up. The memory of red words flash across her thoughts as she does.
Thief Thief Thief
With a soft growl she pushes the though away and pockets the box in her backpack. There is no need to read what's inside, she already knows this world isn't her own. It's then that she notices that it's missing. Her eyes widen and her ruby gaze flicks over at the surrounding area.
Where is it? It had been with her moments before.
In her sudden panic she hadn't noticed the phone that slipped from the box and into the water around her. Her fingers are twitching as if to reach for her sword. Her eyes cast towards the phone and she plucks it from the water with an angry hand. Her steps are quick as she moves from the the water and on to the shore. The hologram gives her pause and her first reaction is to swing her sword which passes effortlessly through it. This isn't like the museum.]
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[Brown hair frames her face while a single red eyes peers through a black mask. There is a rose across the right eye making it impossible to see more of her face.]
You will give it back.
[Her voice seethes with anger.]
I know you stole the painting now give him back!
[Ib is almost shouting into the screen now her fingers clenching the small phone. She doesn't know how it fully works just yet, she found the video first but only the painting is in her thoughts.]
[The faint resonance of an echo reaches Ib's ears waking her from her slumber. Her sword is at her side and her rose mask is positioned over her eyes. A soft sigh leaves her lips before she swings her legs down and into the shallow pool of water. The box that rests next to her tumbles and falls, splashing next to her. Cold eyes look down at the case before picking it up. The memory of red words flash across her thoughts as she does.
Thief Thief Thief
With a soft growl she pushes the though away and pockets the box in her backpack. There is no need to read what's inside, she already knows this world isn't her own. It's then that she notices that it's missing. Her eyes widen and her ruby gaze flicks over at the surrounding area.
Where is it? It had been with her moments before.
In her sudden panic she hadn't noticed the phone that slipped from the box and into the water around her. Her fingers are twitching as if to reach for her sword. Her eyes cast towards the phone and she plucks it from the water with an angry hand. Her steps are quick as she moves from the the water and on to the shore. The hologram gives her pause and her first reaction is to swing her sword which passes effortlessly through it. This isn't like the museum.]
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[Brown hair frames her face while a single red eyes peers through a black mask. There is a rose across the right eye making it impossible to see more of her face.]
You will give it back.
[Her voice seethes with anger.]
I know you stole the painting now give him back!
[Ib is almost shouting into the screen now her fingers clenching the small phone. She doesn't know how it fully works just yet, she found the video first but only the painting is in her thoughts.]

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Er. Hello?
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Her mask is still positioned over her eyes but her intent is obvious by the glare she casts towards the girl.]
Tell me where it is. Give back what you've stolen.
[Each word drips with venom.]
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I don't usually steal things besides hearts, and...
[NOT HELPING! Still, she's sort of backing away.]
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I've stolen a heart before too.
[She lowers her sword but only slightly.]
Can you tell me where I can find my painting?
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Clearly, the best thing to do was turn towards her as he rested his hands on his hips.]
Y'know, a hologram isn't gonna feel that. It ain't gonna hurt you, either.
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The gleaming metal of her blade turns towards him as if positioned to strike.]
You never know what can come to life.
[Her voice is soft and silky smooth but it's obvious that she's on edge.]
If you know this place then tell me where my painting is.
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Slow down there, sweetheart, you might hurt someone with that.
[But he also figures that's her intention. Or maybe not, who knows. He was on edge too when he showed up. He leans forward slightly, pointing towards the Bay.]
You woke up just over there, right? Hate to break it to ya, but chances are, your painting didn't come with you.
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[This isn't what Ib wants to hear. The grip on her sword tightens and her teeth clench as she flicks the blade towards him.
She doesn't much care for his tone either.]
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[He paused for a moment as he thought about it. He could not come up with anything.]
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It's a painting of a boy. He's sleeping, he's wearing a blue jacket and he's pressed against the wall.
I need this painting back.
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I can't say I've seen a painting like that, so I don't think I could help you. Did it come with you when you arrived? Or was it stolen before you woke up?
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It was with me before I woke up.
[There is no way for him to know the pain and effort it took to get that painting.]
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Today, however, was definitely not the best time to be doing this. He flinched as he saw the attractive young lady trying to slice through the hologram. Jeeze, these new arrivals were getting violent.]
Woah, woah, settle down, my beautiful flower. That thing won't hurt you.
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Beautiful flower?
[She asks softly.
Her blade stays at her side but for the moment she keeps it lower.]
Don't you mean beautiful rose? Red, like blood.
[Ib takes a step towards him.]
Where is this place?
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Is that what you'd rather I called you? It'd be my pleasure, beautiful rose~ It's suits you.
[Juuuust ignoring that blood comment.]
This is Genessia. Can't really say I know where it is, exactly, but it's a city in another world. No one really knows how we all ended up here. Pretty nice place once you get used to it, though.
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I see.
[Ib continues to step closer, her eyes set on Zelos. He'd be perfect, if only she had her painting.]
Tell me then. Were can I find my painting?
[It has to have been with her.]
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You're a thief then? Perhaps you know where a Gallery might be? Any place my painting might have gone?
My walls are far to bare and only this painting will fill them.
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{ He leans back in his seat, not that it can be seen, kicking his feet up on the nearby coffee table. }
It'd help if you told me what kind of painting you're looking for. That said, if it's from your world? It's probably not here.
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[At least she didn't have any painting around at least.]
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[So young.]
Where am I then?
[She hadn't listened to the recording and she hasn't opened the box she woke with.]
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[She paused to think about it, if it was a painting she had then if she didn't have it now...]
Can I ask if you had your painting on you when you arrived?
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Swinging at something... Not human seems a little... odd.
[She grips her rather large blade of glass, no one ever seem to speak to her about it, so she kept it on her as much as possible.]
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Not human doesn't mean it's not alive.
[She's fought many things that weren't human.]
And what are you?
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[She slowly tilts her head the other way, gripping her glass briefly. Maybe she had what she needed.]
What am I... I am meant to be the perfect woman.
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