Anastasia K. Leonheart (
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genessia2016-10-26 08:26 am
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[It was morning, the second day since transforming into a fairy, the sun was rising, and this now tiny girl has fully succumbed to her fairy instincts. Full of nothing but happy and magical whim, she was outside of her guardian's house, dancing and fluttering merrily on the lawn in a large circle, sprinkling fairy dust and creating a fairy ring.
Once she was done dancing, she would simply flutter about and around the lawn, constantly forgetting and remembering what she was waiting for. Whenever she did forget, it only took her one glance at her nightgown, the only thing her size to wear now, to remember. She was waiting for Abel Nightroad to come by and measure her for new clothes. The thought of seeing Abel and getting new clothes excites the tiny fairy girl, driving her to clap happily, giggle and proceed to dancing around her fairy circle once again.
But then, something catches her attention. She stops dancing and flutters higher into the air to see into the distance, holding her hands above her eyes to block the light glare. Someone is coming her way, is it who she thinks it is?]
Once she was done dancing, she would simply flutter about and around the lawn, constantly forgetting and remembering what she was waiting for. Whenever she did forget, it only took her one glance at her nightgown, the only thing her size to wear now, to remember. She was waiting for Abel Nightroad to come by and measure her for new clothes. The thought of seeing Abel and getting new clothes excites the tiny fairy girl, driving her to clap happily, giggle and proceed to dancing around her fairy circle once again.
But then, something catches her attention. She stops dancing and flutters higher into the air to see into the distance, holding her hands above her eyes to block the light glare. Someone is coming her way, is it who she thinks it is?]

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He tried to find her quickly. She doesn't do well underneath the sun. It is still bright even in late October.
But yes, here comes the tall priest, looking for his best friend - albeit having shrunk down to fairy size, it's going to take him a while to find her as she is small.
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But Anastasia was able to see it was Abel, and he appears to be having trouble finding the right way. With a giggle, she flutters over to him, fluttering in front of his face, facing him. With her arms behind her back, out of her wings way, she floats backwards, hoping to lead him the right way.
Once successful, she flutters in close, giving him a tiny hug and a tiny kiss on his cheek.]
"Abel, you made it~"
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[He followed the trail then, as he didn't noticed right away. The technology of the city can be distracting]
"Yes, I brought a number of fabrics and a sewing kit -..."
[Oh! He paused when she drew close to him like that, but her affections toward him is innocent. A slow burn of red, as he blushed briefly. Stammering a bit, he stood still and back away slowly. Careful, she is still a princess.]
"I never realized you're this small. I think the measuring tape would be too big, so I have to make a rough estimate."
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"It's okay! I know you can do it. Come on inside, Abel! There's a table right inside that should be suitable."
[She turned and fluttered towards the door, but she was too excited and flew right into the closed door. Did it close by accident?]
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"My hands are too big and that nightgown looks drafty on you. Okay, stand still. Let's get the measurements, and then I can find a tailor in the city to make it for you."
He reached inside of his pocket to take out the measuring tape, when he noticed she flew closed to the door and didn't stand still.
"Princess, are you okay?"
Rushing over to her side. Hopefully, she isn't too hurt?
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"I-I'm fine." [A pause and a glance up at him.] "So...you want to measure me outside? Is it because I'm too small to take accurate measurements while I stand on a table?"
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"Ah well, yes you're too small. And I realized...um...perhaps we shall find a capable lady tailor in the shop to do the measurements. There should be a shop somewhere in the city."
[Abel caught her in time when she clung to his arm. He has big hands and he can be strong. Strong enough to crush her. Which is why he is being extra gentle, by open his palm up for her to land on it.
With a free hand, he opens up his phone to gain access to the CPU to search for any open tailor shops.]
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When she noticed a hand was held out for her, she let go of Abel's arm and settled down in the center of his palm. Watching him try to find a tailor near by, she sways from side-to-side, humming merrily while she waits.]
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Once he found the address and calls the tailor service, he got enough information he needed. Carrying Anastasia in tow, around the block, seeking the shop. He walks carefully and slowly. She weights almost nothing at all on the palm of his hand.
"I have found the shop...ah, here we are."
The lady behind the desk greeted them warmly, bidding them welcome. The shopkeeper and tailor, and explains what she is about to do. Abel pay upfront.
"Okay princess, she'll take your measurement at the back."
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When they arrived and got a run-down on what will be done, Anastasia fluttered out of Abel's hand and followed the tailor.]
"Okay. I'll see you soon, Abel."
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He thought nothing of it, perhaps she's holding to him because it does tend to get windy in October. "Off you go." He said gently, with a smile, as he watched her fluttering away from his hand. As he waits he'll just go around the store observing what kind of clothes they have in stock.
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"I'm finished, and the tailor said...umm... I wasn't listening..."
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"Eh? What did the tailor said? Do you want me to ask her?"
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"Yes, because I wasn't listening to what she was saying."
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Is she daydreaming? Not that Abel minded. Young people at her age tend daydream a lot. He figured she isn't paying attention and is thinking of something. He tends to do that, daydream, but mostly ideas for the stories he writes in his spare time back at his shop.
Smiling gently, he did asked the tailor for the information, and got it.
"She said she got her measurements, and because of your size, she'll finish at the end of the day. We'll just have to pick up at the end of the evening before closing time."
That means they have to busy themselves while the tailor make the dresses.
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She blinked, glancing up at Abel while she tries to coax him to hold out his hand so she can ride upon again.]
"When is that? Is it a long time? What should we do while we wait?"
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"She said to come back before 7. It's 4 o'clock now."
He opened his hand...only to have her tucked in one of his front pockets on his chest, so not only it's snugged and warm, but she has a good view from 6ft up.
"I heard there's a museum in this city. Or perhaps we can go to a department store and go shopping?"
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"I once went to the Planetarium. It was on the way there when I first met my best friend, Princess Sakura.
But shopping is nice too. I'm hungry for honey."
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Taking a walk, to the super mall department store then!
"I stopped by the planetarium the other day. It's really nice, being an astronomer once myself."
Walking through Nova City is like walking through the future. Some shops are run by robots and machines.
The super department mall is a very tall building with fountains in the front with flash lights, large screen t.v's of advertisements on the large glass windows. When they enter past the entrance, they can see the many rows of floors with escalators the goes up and down.
"You said honey? Maybe they have a supermarket in the basement."
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[During their walk, Anastasia would duck down into his shirt pocket where she can be cozy. Upon their arrival, she pokes her head out again.]
"Yes. I mean, I liked honey before, but now as a fairy, I just really want honey. But... I hope it's not dark in the basement."
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"I think the stars are like my world too." He said. "I think fairies tend to like sweet things? I read in the books that people tend to leave out sugar items and a plate of milk as a peace offering by the window sill, so that the naughty faeries wouldn't steal shiny things."
Abel took an escalator down to the supermarket, where aisles of food can be seen. It's a very colorful display of fruits and vegetables in one aisle, snacks in another, soup cans and bread, and shampoo and soap. It's really big!
Abel took one of the metal carts, that are stack together neatly and begin pushing it, and go find an aisle of jarred honeys of different variety.
"Maybe I should mix honey in your glass milk."
The jarred honeys on the shelves have different kinds. Some of them have a piece of the comb inside, others have fruits essence inside of them, some organic, and others are regular.
"Which one you like?"
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[She was eyeing the options for honey carefully, but she did catch the idea of adding honey to milk. That sounds strangely delicious to her. She did give her answer fairly quickly though.]
"I want organic."
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"Didn't say you are. It's what people wrote in the fairy books."
Organic it is! He picked one jar that is labeled organic honey from the shelf, and then picked another, a lavender essence honey, and placed them both in the cart.
"What else we should get? Maybe milk and bread? We can make toast of the bread, perhaps?"
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[Toast would be too crispy for her in her size.]
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He pushed the cart, turn around the corner, and after pushing through and fro through the aisle. He's not in a rush, he takes his time slowly, until he found the bread aisle.
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Though, it wasn't long before she slips off into a light sleep thanks to the slow movement.]
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Abel didn't noticed her sleeping right away until he peered down and saw how comfortable she is. Even in her light sleep, she is all warm and snug in his pocket, so he didn't disturbed her.
She might be able to hear sounds of people passing by, sounds from the outside world. But even during quiet moments, if she snugged against his chest, she is able to hear the sound of his steady heartbeat.
Meanwhile, as he shops and gathers a lot of food items and checked them out, with his purchased arranged inside the bags, he found a neat coffee café where he order a cup of latte for himself, then finds a little corner of a plush sofa for himself, and there's soft jazz music in the background.
Just a nice quiet, relaxing moment between him and his napping fairy princess.
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The soft jazz, the quiet atmosphere, Anastasia slipped into a deep sleep. Not much will disturb her now.]
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With her being comfortable, sleeping her cares away, Abel spent the rest of his hours quietly reading, meditating, prayer as he usually tends to do. It is his downtime. What makes his quiet time particularly precious is that he has Anastasia by his side.
By the end of the day, not once he disturbed her. He left the mall, picked up her clothes from the tailor, and then he taken her to her sister's house.
The sun is setting and the sky is darken when Abel took her home. Standing in front of the house.
"Anastasia. Princess Anastasia." He said softly. "Wake up, we're home."
He gently prod and poke on her back through the fabric of his shirt pocket to wake her up.
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"All ready?"
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He climbed up the porch in front of the door. "Is it okay if I stay for a while? I can make dinner or dessert for you."
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[She wants to say yes. Maybe Satsuki won't mind as long as she keeps an eye on him.]
"...I think it's okay as long as you make healthy choices."
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And she is too small to turn the doorknob, so Abel tried to open the door...
Except it's locked.
"Is she home?" Because there's an intercom to push a button and buzz. No answer.
"She isn't home for now. So um...what shall we do?"
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"...Well... I suppose it won't hurt to stay with you until she gets home."
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"We'll go to my store then. My basement is like a spare-room anyway. I used it to do the laundry for the clothes people tend to drop off."
It's going to be a long walk to the Genessia city archway then!
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[With that, she ducked back down into his shirt pocket to slip back into a nap. She is capable of sleeping often and a lot.]
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"All right. That works. Then..."
Not long now, they moved through the archway and entered Genessia city. With the princess going back to sleeping, Abel headed his way to his store. It's closed now, locked, but it seems he'll be spending the night here.
He opened the front door, and then locked it from the inside. With his staff carried in tow, he went to the back of the store where there is a door, and once open to reveal a case of stairs that goes down to his basement.
The room in his basement is decorated like a living room. As he said, there's a laundry machine, a sofa, and a large screen T.V, and somewhere, a small sized bathroom that he recently constructed.
"Ah, Princess...? Are you asleep?"
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Who knew pockets could be comfy?]
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He draws out the bed out of the sofa, arrange the pillows, and very gently at the same level of the pillow, he pulled the fairy girl out of his pocket, and with a quick tumble, he plopped on the soft pillow.
With a little arrangement, he found...well, what works as a good blanket for someone so small? Well, he found a wool scarf, the type you wrapped your neck around would do the trick. Large human size blankets can suffocate her. So he tucked the scarf around her to keep her warm.