[Age Event] [Action] A Little Bit of Perfection

[sakuya_izayoi]

WHO: Castlevania Residents
WHAT: Age Event
WHERE: Castlevania
WHEN: Jan 5th
WARNINGS: None

Finally. The sub archways were open again.

Sakuya had been fetching tea for Patchouli when it happened. Her even strides broke, her ankle nearly twisted as her shoe shifted on her foot. The normally perfect maid stumbled, the tray she was carrying slipping. She reached out for her watch on reflex, her arm catching on her now too loose apron. Startled, confused, and very off-balance she was sent sprawling to the ground, china and silverware crashing around her.

A mop of untidy black hair poked out of the clothing pile of the now too-large maid uniform.

Whimpering, Sakuya shook her head, freeing it from the fabric. It took a moment for the pain to register, a shard of teacup deeply embedded in the heel of her right hand. She swallowed, trembling fingers reaching down to remove it, tears prickling the corners of her eyes. She hiccuped once. Everything was suddenly very large and very unfamiliar. Reflexively her left hand strayed to the fabric covering her beloved watch, quickly digging it out and cradling it close, knees tucked to her chest.

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[knowledgeandshadow]

"Sakuya? I heard a crash, is it that pest of a paper-" The noise instantly caught Patchouli's attention, naturally she got up to investigate, only to round the corner and find this scene before her.

There was a familiar girl on the floor, hurt and surrounded by china and silverware. "...Oh. You're... hurt." Carefully, she lowers herself, preparing a spell.

[sakuya_izayoi]

Sakuya looked up quite quickly, the air shimmering, the familiar watch sparking in her hands- there could be no mistaking who it was.

The once-elegant maid didn't look much older than she was when she had first been picked up by the mansion, though she did seem significantly healthier. And the spark of power she had demonstrated was certainly far more refined than when she first joined... but still...

"Lady Patchouli...? No! I'm fine!" As stubborn as ever. Though, despite the blood, it probably looked worse than it was. She was still shaking, trying to stand and nearly slipping right back down to the ground. "I'll wrap it up. Mistress doesn't need to know...!"

[knowledgeandshadow]

"Sakuya? This is... unexpected." She uses a quick spell to clean up the shards of broken china and silverware.

"No need. Your hand, if you please?" She needn't bother trying to hide it, Patchouli has noticed the injury.

[remilia_scarlet]

Elsewhere in the castle, it seems someone else is suffering a similar, though opposite, problem. Somewhere in the castle is Remilia's private chamber, one that wasn't as nice as she had back home, but was tolerable for now. What was NOT tolerable was the fact that while Sakuya had become younger, she had become older.

At least her body's physical appearance did. Her hair, a bit longer then the short style she normally kept it in, was a mess and naturally her dresses, designed for her petite real form, were more then slightly snug on this body. She seemed to have put on over a decade's worth of years, appearing as a young adult. She might even be considered an attractive one, if not for her current state of raging. Everything was wrong! Her clothes didn't fit, her hair was a mess, and she couldn't do anything about it herself.

And thus, she went off in her uncomfortable clothing, to seek out the person she always did when she had trouble with her appearance, Sakuya. She finds the woman, or rather the girl, alongside Patchouli who thankfully seemed unaffected. She gives the tiny maid a rather curt greeting. "Like I care about that right now!" Its too late to hide the broken tea cup, but who would care about that when something like THIS going on?

[sakuya_izayoi]

Sakuya was about to offer her hand to patchouli when Remilia spoke. The little maid jumped a mile, making a further mess and nearly cutting herself again. "Lady Remilia! I...! I'm sorry! I'll clean it up!" Sakuya's cadance was very much like it had been when she first joined the mansion. Nothing like the confidence and decisiveness she had now.

She was scrambling to her feet, trying to remain decent. Her shirt was like a dress... "Mistress what... You're taller now..." She seemed more than a little confused. By now her sleeve was stained very crimson.

[knowledgeandshadow]

Well, that was really not helping. Patchouli sighed deeply, and slowly stood up...

"Remi..." And... well, Remilia was not quite as small and adorable as she usually was, and goodness the dress she's wearing can'y be comfortable. Better than nothing, she supposes. But it was still rather, ahem, distracting.

"Remi, calm down. This really isn't helping me think."

Really, Remi. Patchy would have thought she'd be happy being an adult.

[remilia_scarlet]

The (formerly) little vampire had never felt any desire to appear any older. She felt no envy towards the bodies of more shapely women. Why should she? All they had were curves, they weren't Remilia Scarlet. So, really, what value did they even have?

She might not have minded if it was by her own hand, but to just suddenly have it happen was distracting and annoying. Who did this, and how dare they do it without her consent? Chances are she'd never find out. But if she did? Heads may literally roll.

She addresses her now adorable little servant. "You will do no such thing. Not until you've had that injury taken care of. All you'll do by attempting to clean a mess while bleeding is make one. And what then, will you clean that as well? You may have become smaller, but you're still my servant and I still expect you to be smarter then that."

And then she turns to Patchouli, convinced her words were all that was need to keep the tiny Sakuya in check. "I take it you've no idea what caused this, then? I was just in my room when I suddenly became like this." She tugs at the front of her dress. "It is unpleasant. My weight is all wrong, and my dress doesn't fit in the least!"

[sakuya_izayoi]

Sakuya stiffened when Remilia turned her gaze to her. She seemed more nervous. More fidgety and far more inelegant. But she seemed confident enough. Her behavior was similar to how it had been after she had been at the mansion for six months. Maybe eight. And if that was the case she wouldn't be thinking as clearly as she should be. She was about the same size too, albiet much healthier looking.

She would probably need a babysitter or something to make sure she didn't go too far.

"Y-Yes Mistress. She immediately went to pull up the staining sleeve, trying to adjust it and roll it back, eventually revealing the cut. Her moving had opened it a bit more, but it wasn't anything a little healing couldn't fix.

"Lady Patchouli? Can you fix my hand please? Then I can clean the floor up."

She'd probably need a new outfit too. The over-sized dress shirt was quite adorable but it wouldn't be he best thing to work in.

[knowledgeandshadow]

Remilia's little problem will simply have to wait for now, Patchouli will fix that later. For now, Sakuya gets her full attention...

The healing spell was rudimentary but more than adequate for her needs, though she does check to see if there's anything in the cut. That gets quickly removed while the spell vastly speeds up Sakuya's rate of healing, sealing the cut in mere seconds.

"There. You should be fine, Sakuya."

[remilia_scarlet]

Sakuya was the one with the little problem, Remilia had the big one! Her clothing didn't fit and she had all this weight in weird places! At the very least she seemed to be calm enough to weight while Patchouli worked her magic, but the moment it seemed mini-Sakuya was fine, she begins speaking right away.

"I take it neither of you know what has happened. You would already be telling me about it otherwise." An overly dramatic sigh escapes her. "It curious you seem unaffected though, Patchouli." Not that she suspects it is magician's fault. There are only a handful of people she truly trusts, but she isn't about to doubt one of those few without good reason.

"But for now, we'll have to do something about..." Her hand plops down on little Sakuya's dark hair. "...This. How much was your mind affected? You seem to know who we are, is this just a change to your body like it is my own?"

[goddessinthefog]

The shattering sound caught Izanami's attention as she wandered through the dark halls that evening, and she quickly went to investigate, only to find...was that Sakuya?

Tentatively, she approached, crouching down carefully next to her.

"Are you alright?"

[sakuya_izayoi]

Sakuya was sniffling, wiping her eyes a bit. She froze when Izanami approached, inching away and squeezing herself more in the corner. It seemed more of a response of skittishness than true fear though as she wasn't cowering.

"Ah.. Oh. Yes I'm fine." She was bleeding but the wound didn't seem bad. Nothing some disinfectant and a small bandage couldn't fix.

[goddessinthefog]

Once Sakuya began to inch away, Izanami backed off a little. The last thing she wanted was to frighten her anymore than was really necessary.

"You're bleeding," she said, bluntly, "You're going to need to put a bandage on that at least."

[prismaticdestruction]

If anything, Sakuya had been followed by a tiny girl who looked very little like when she was older. Sneakier too as those jeweled wings were no where to be seen. Apparently whatever happened took Flandre to a point before she was a vampire, making it easier for her to hide behind corners and chairs and whatever else she could find.

It took a moment but the girl with no wings came forward, holding out her hat to try and help. If anything, it was an attempt and people would be happy to see her trying to reach out more now? Taking her fingers out her free hand out of her mouth, she finally spoke quietly.

"...Hurt. Help?"

It was fairly obvious at the age she was physically and mentally Flandre barely spoke to those outside of those fairly close to her.