Alexstrasza Lockhart
Location: Cesarina's Room
Phase: Evening Phase
Date: 06.09.1994
Weather: Sunny
Originally Posted by
Alexstrasza
"Children of the Corn. It must be about a group of kids and their desire for some sort of confectionery treat, right? Like cakes, or the matron's bread that she only made once a week when the dormitory hadn't cruelly stolen her weapons so that we could navigate the halls in peace without her attacking us."
"... Zaza, sometimes what you say is scarier than any movie," Cesarina said with a slightly troubled face. "I think you would make a great horror novelist, really. But no, it has nothing to do with candy or their ilk. Oh, corn is heavily featured in this movie, but what it is really about is... Oh, there we go!"
On the small television screen something was happening. A group of children had surrounded a small town diner and were now viciously attacking all the adults there in rather... imaginative ways while another child, one that looked like a mix between a cult leader and an Amish preacher, watched on with great pleasure. This was all punctuated by narration from one of the kids who seemed rather calm about the fact that even his own parents were victims to this bizarre attack.
"See, this is a movie about a cult of something-or-other that these kids have created and how they... no, actually that would be spoilers," Cesarina said, grinning sheepishly. "Let us just watch on. I am sure you will catch on to the plot rather quickly! I mean, it is from one of the greatest novelist of our time, Stephen King!"
And so, in the dimly lit room, illuminated by the beam of light coming from the television set, the two girls continued to watch the bizarre movie, talk about all the wrong choices made by the couple who were the protagonists and just how... strange the movie was, even for a horror flick. However, as minutes passed on, Cesarina's answers became more and more infrequent, and it was clear that the girl was starting to nod off. It had been a long day for both of them and it was no wonder that the green-haired youth had her exhaustion catch up to her.
Therefore, to no one's surprise, by the halfway mark of the movie... Alexstrasza could feel a sudden shift in Cesarina's posture, followed by a weight setting on her own right shoulder. Looking to the side, Cesarina had fallen asleep and was now nuzzling (and drooling) against the blonde, almost like seeking a bit more warmth.
Perhaps there was a bit more to it than that, however.
After all, when about ten more minutes had passed, Alexstrasza could hear a weak, slightly scared mumble emanate from Cesarina.
"Mammina..."
It seemed that no matter how tough someone's bravado, even they could catch that feeling of home-sickness.
And so the evening continued on, eventually turning into night...
Vivienne Bianchi
Location: Pinefall Dormitories - Alex's Room
Phase: Evening Phase
Date: 06.09.1994
Weather: Sunny
Originally Posted by
Vivienne
"What is... impossible about Mc Lamperts' deaths?"
A momentary frown passed by Alex's face, clearly not especially keen on recounting the mental image. However, she answered truthfully to Vivienne.
"Their hearts... they were liquefied," she said bluntly. "I am not talking that their hearts and other organs were crushed into a pulp due to their deaths, no; instead, they were turned into something resembling water. The biological matter was still there, it was simply... liquid. No car crash of complication with a surgery should have that kind of effect."
Walking over to the table and drinking down her tea with one big swig, Alex set the cup aside. She then proceeded to walk over to the window, taking a look at the descending evening sun and the town shining in the distance, with the gentle waves of the ocean barely visible. That orange light drew her as a silhouette against the glass, a rather striking image if any. From her posture it was easy to see that Alex, though she might have experienced horrible things and though she might see some of her findings as distasteful, was determined to see this through - if that indeed was a possibility here at Road's End.
"But... thank you. You are absolutely right. Things that are impossible for us, even for common sense, may be achieved by rare individuals we do not simply know about," she continued, turning back to look at Vivienne. "It is rare to see an open-minded individual such as yourself that does not shy away from topics like these, even when presented with the possibility of something impossible having happened. Which is why I would like to ask you, Mademoiselle Bianchi..."
The serious expression on Alex's face melted into her usual subdued smile.
"... Would it be too forward for me to ask your assistance in this case? You seem to have good head on your shoulders and despite your quiet nature, you seem very attentive," Alex said, glancing at her pocket watch. "To have the help of an individual like that would be very welcome."
Then, almost as if an after-thought, Alex hurried to add:
"Oh, you of course do not have to give me an answer now. I would much rather you sleep on it and give it to me when you are sure," she spoke. "After all, just as I said this could be a dangerous task to undertake. I know it first hand."
Still wearing that smile, Alex stepped forward and offered Vivienne her arm, as if to help the girl get up from the chair and to escort her somewhere.
"In fact, much rather than to mull and trouble yourself over this now, may I suggest we spent the time we have before curfew in a productive way? I always fancy a walk after tea, and the scenery of Road's End is nothing to scoff at," she suggested warmly. "So, Mademoiselle Bianchi, would you join me? A company would be welcome."
There it was again, that strangely masculine, gentleman-like etiquette that Alex adhered to. Then again, it seemed to fit her. Her clothes were rather manly too and her appearance androgynous, so perhaps it was just a matter of stylistic choice.
Perhaps.
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