Vivienne's eyes carefully gauged the situation. Every little bit of inflection, every single bit of body language, she let none of it go unnoticed. An empty shell diving into this sea of emotions, Vivienne's peculiar state was perhaps more of a blessing than a curse here, for she could continue to monitor it all while keeping her objective in mind, never being distracted or swayed by one of the many twists that were revealing themselves as everyone was suddenly gathering at the cafeteria door...
Judging from Pyry's reaction, he was most likely clueless concerning the entirety of the 'dreams'. Hisa on the other hand was quite understanding of what the words meant, and what the drawing implied... in fact, it seems like she wanted to get some private time with Pyry so she could explain to him everything that 'had' occurred. Where were these two when it all 'ended'? That is something she was going to found out eventually, seeing that Hisa was also keen on catching up.
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Hisa
“You too, Vivi. It would seem that the three of us have something in common,”
"Yes... many things to talk about... "
Vivienne nodded quietly as she glanced between Hisa and Pyry one more time, noting Hisa's eagerness on getting herself and Pyry untangled from the mess that was looming ahead -- indeed, it would be quite awkward to just occupy the cafeteria's entrance and start talking about all these... strange things.
It wouldn't help Skye either. While Vivienne was curious and perhaps rather suspicious on the nature of Liana Skye, her perceptive monitoring of everyone's behavior let the quiet girl catch on that Caesarina's response was like a dagger to Liana's heart. It had to be, for someone who has displayed so much cheerfulness and energy in the face of the, frankly, horribly morning she had been given, her losing her smile momentarily meant that the bond she had formed with Caesarina must have been genuine... and for it to somewhat just vaporize as if nothing had happened between them.. well, wasn't that like Pyry not remembering anything too? He too, had been kind and helpful to Vivienne, yet it seems like unlike Hisa or Elise... he didn't remember anything.
"Miss Skye... it's alright... I think that... strange things are happening..."
It would be impossible for someone as striking as her to be forgotten. Thus Vivienne wasn't insane, nor was anyone going insane... rather 'reality' itself was the problem.
"Here... Here..."
Relax, relax, help Liana Skye relax. The most tightly strung bows, are the ones that snap the easiest.
Vivienne gave a few pats, as warm and friendly as she could on Liana's back. Of course, this is Vivienne Bianchi we are talking about. While the idea is solid, her execution and any attempt to convey proper 'warmth' from her voice is impossible. But still... it appears that people were going crazy on Sunday... so it was better that someone doesn't immediately go crazy now.
It also hit Vivienne that with this time resetting and different circumstances things, there was a notable similarity with a Movie that had done well a bit less than ten years ago... what was its name... Back to the Future? Alternate timelines, was it?
Such a concept wasn't very foreign to the supernatural, albeit it was something extremely difficult to grasp, even for those well versed in the magical.
As the commotion went on, and Vivienne was preparing herself to usher the group into the Cafeteria, another unknown factor came into play, though this one, was... much more impactful.
It impacted Vivienne Bianchi to the point where she stopped, mouth left lightly open. It was like she wanted to say something, but there were no words coming out. She wanted to think, she wanted to say something, but nothing came out.
The sight of a small girl with a helmet on her head.
Owl's Nest Hotel.
A surge of horror assailing Vivienne Bianchi, even though it was impossible.
A Wolf Pack.
Mister Currumpaw.
Her body lying motionless in a field of flowers.
"...Prushie?"
<<< Oh, what is this, what is this pain that is filling you up, is it actual emotions?. >>>
<<< Hah, of course not. >>>
<<< It is only the contradiction of acting like you 'should', not acting like how you truly 'are'. If you could, you would even shed crocodile tears now, because that is how Vivienne Bianchi is. Do you really think that is how you will fix yourself? >>>
<<< A lie is still a lie. >>>
Shut up.
Vivienne Bianchi froze still as she stared at Prushka with her empty eyes. A second. A minute. An hour. It may have even felt like an eternity, even if in real time she only zoned for a few seconds... but these moments may have been caught on by every single person around.
"Prushie...!"
Vivienne repeated the affectionate nickname she had been calling the little girl for the 'past' days, suddenly running up to her and grabbing hold of the girl's shoulders, crouching down too so that their eyes would be at the same level. A sense of equality. It was really strange for anyone watching this, as if the two, unlike Skye and Caesarina, had undergone some sort of separation and were now suddenly being reunited. As equally bizarre was the behavior of Vivienne Bianchi -- while she was, without doubt, detached and as blank as ever, the actions or the meaning behind them would imply that there was a fire burning behind the cold, lifeless front.
"... next time... you won't scare me..."
Prushka could feel the grip around her shoulders tighten up.
"But... sorry... didn't make it either..."
Vivienne continued to stare with her cold, piercing eyes into Prushka's very own soul. Was she mad, relieved, happy? There was no way of telling, but certainly... there reunion did matter to the girl, to a degree. However, realizing how much carried away she had gotten, Vivienne let out a soundless 'oh' and took a step back, returning to the side of Elise.
"We creating... commotion..."
Vivienne said as she motioned at the rest of the cafeteria, with everyone whose eyes were starting to lock on to the group that was gathering here. It was wise to not make a scene yes. The empty girl did not stop looking at Prushka however, waiting to see what her response was -- was she expecting an apology, a greeting, something else?
Vivienne Bianchi
Location: Pinefall High - Cafeteria
Phase: Morning Phase
Date: 07.09.1994 (WED)
Weather: Partly Cloudy
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