The Suspicious Eye
Your Darling Devil
Silver Kiara Jones and Ophelia ShayamaOphelia happily let herself be lead by embarrassed Silver. Leaning a bit she could see the adorable blush of her new little sister across her ears. Oh she is so adorable! I just want to squeeze her to no end! Smiling happily she walked down the halls with Silver till they reached the one of the hall and stepped beside her. Looking over at the flustered Silver she smiled and playfully nudged her. "So, left or right? We're traversing the unknown here so there's no wrong path. This is our adventure just you and I." Of course Ophelia wanted to find the headmaster's elevator and from there enter the Vault. Yet she was interested in where Silver would lead them. Ophelia could hunt for the vault anytime, but she wanted to give Silver this small adventure.
Silver blinked having stopped and looking at the directions she could pick from. She had NO idea where they were even going! But she couldn't say that, for one, Ironwood would have her ass if she ever admitted she was wrong, and the thought of being lost feared her, as the memories of her as a child, lost in the woods, attacked by Grimm . . . She shook the memories away, biting her lip before she finally decided to speak. "Uh . . . L-Left?" she cursed herself for stuttering. But Ophelia was right, this WAS their adventure. Maybe she could just pick a random path and-
Right.
Silver blinked, having heard something that sounded almost like a whisper, but soon disappeared. She had a sudden, strange, and irrational urge to turn to the right. To the right . . . And then, a sudden thought ran through her head. A thought of being caged, locked away, and the urge grew even more. Unable to bear it, she turned to the right, speaking clearly. "Right, we need to go right."
Watching the gears work in the young girl's mind Ophelia felt a sense of pride. Something similar that she had for her powerful older brother. It was surprising that she felt such pride in others as her own parents had none for her. Well at least her mother did, Ophelia barely knew her birth father. Pushing her dark past out of her mind she happily swung Silver's hand as the girl thought. Watching her darling daughter nearly whispering the soft utter of left Ophelia nearly caught it. Left? Did she say left?
However as she was about to utter left something strange is happening. Silver's face changed, similar to a less than reliable cohort of her looked when they listened to their prey from afar. It was as if Silver was listening to something that Ophelia couldn't hear. Worried Ophelia went to reach out to Silver only for her to quickly turn to the right. Pulling her hand back she listened to Silver choose the right. Pulling her hand back to her chest she nodded and smiled at her darling Silver. "Right. Right it is then. Let's go then Silver! Our adventure awaits!" As she walked she remembered the blueprints and realized that they were making their way towards the headmaster's elevator. She hadn't expected them to actually find it so quickly. And yet she followed Silver as they made their way towards the elevator.
The voice in her head only grew louder and louder, more influential. First right, then left, then another left, and straight. Her entire demeanor seemed to shift so largely as she went serious, almost cold, silent, as she kept coordinated and concentrated steps. But yet, always stayed in pace as to not outrun her partner, and to keep her hand gripped to hers.
And then, just like that, she stopped, in front of a grand like elevator, still holding her hand as she pressed the opposite hand on the cold surface of the double sliding doors. She sighed, speaking once more. "Hey Ophelia . . . I-Is there any way to open this?" she asked, turning back to her. The urge only seeming to grow.
Right, left, left and onwards. Ophelia was shocked to realize that Silver had lead them on the direct path of the headmaster's elevator. It was a strange discovery to say the least. How did she know? And what was she listening to? The questions were ones she would have to ponder at another time. Ophelia's job was to keep Silver safe, and her own personal mission to make Silver happy as well. Ignoring the suspicion she smiled as the two seamlessly arrived at the headmasters elevator.
As Silver spoke up Ophelia tilted her head as she turned back to her. Looking at the heavy doors of the elevator she ran her finger across her lips as she pondered on just how to open the elevator. "I'm not sure... hmmm..."
"Well there is always when one is invited to enter." A detached voice said from out of nowhere behind the two girls.
Standing behind them was the tall tanned headmaster looking down at them with his one avocado eye. Smiling down at the two curious girl he held his cane in front of them with both of his hands rested atop of the cane in a calm manner. He was curious as to what two young freshman were doing wandering the halls till he recalled Professor Shamrock is still out on a mission. As he caught the girl's attention he happily continued. "If the two of you would like to visit my office I'd be happy to show you, although it seems that what was left of second period is soon ending and I doubt you two would like to miss lunch. On occasion we serve ice cream."
Silver was intent on entering the elevator, intent on going down, something was down there, something that she needed. She needed to go there, to get it, let it free, the thoughts, the feeling of being trapped, locked away, were still fresh in her mind. The words, the images, the memories. What . . . what were these -
Suddenly, she snapped back to reality once the word Ice cream came to her mind. Everything, everything prior to the events of right now, the thoughts, the whispers, were erased from the young Huntress to be's mind as the thoughts of the delicious, cold, and creamy substance filled her mind.
Memories of having the cold ice treat on her birthdays, her first birthday, well the first one she could remember. She remembered it clear as day too, the first time she tried ice cream, with Ironwood beside her. Oh god she loved it, the cookies and cream flavor, Mint chocolate chip, triple coco, Vanilla, blueberry, birthday cake, banana split, oh god the flavors! She couldn't deny ice cream! Never!
"YES!" she practically screamed, clearing her voice and turning around. "Oh, um I mean . . . Yes. Ice cream, it um, sounds impeccable. I'd-We'd hate to miss it!" She elbowed Ophelia quickly, giving her a pleading stare, she didn't care how soft, weak, or needy she looked. She just needed the treat! "Right Sis?" Having said the word sis without thinking about it, but she didn't care, it felt right anyways.
Headmaster Pine smiled at the young girl's enthusiasm at the prospect of ice cream. It was nice to see that the childish wonder is within his students. He hoped it would stay there as the years when on. However, he knew many a student looses such innocence along the way. His job was a painstaking, but a necessary one. Although some lose it long before they enter Beacon's campus. Giving them a wise smile he leaned closer and spoke in a softer tone. "Well I suppose you two better make your way there before it's all gone."
Ophelia looked at their Headmaster taken aback that she hadn't sensed him. However she made sure not to show it on her face. Instead she smiled as the headmaster spoke, "you're right Headmaster Pine. Altho...." Feeling her excited partner elbow her Ophelia looked down at her and her heart nearly stopped. Silver looked so adorable Ophelia's chest tightened as she beamed down at the girl. She called me sis!! Oh! She is so adorable!!! Reaching out she hugged Silver tightly and took her hand. "Right! Let's go now!" Running down the hall with her new little sister she waved back to the headmaster, "bye headmaster Pine!!"
Leaning back to a standing position the tall headmaster gave the girls a polite nod as they happily ran off. He watched them run off taking a mental note to take heed of those two. Such a energetic pair of young girls was a breath of fresh air in his long but dreary past. Still he wasn't blind it was clear that there was another reason these two wanted to come here. However, now was not the time to ponder such facts. Closing his eye he smiled and spoke softly. "Hiding in the shadows isn't a very effective way to get to know a girl, Phoenix."
Silver blinked having stopped and looking at the directions she could pick from. She had NO idea where they were even going! But she couldn't say that, for one, Ironwood would have her ass if she ever admitted she was wrong, and the thought of being lost feared her, as the memories of her as a child, lost in the woods, attacked by Grimm . . . She shook the memories away, biting her lip before she finally decided to speak. "Uh . . . L-Left?" she cursed herself for stuttering. But Ophelia was right, this WAS their adventure. Maybe she could just pick a random path and-
Right.
Silver blinked, having heard something that sounded almost like a whisper, but soon disappeared. She had a sudden, strange, and irrational urge to turn to the right. To the right . . . And then, a sudden thought ran through her head. A thought of being caged, locked away, and the urge grew even more. Unable to bear it, she turned to the right, speaking clearly. "Right, we need to go right."
Watching the gears work in the young girl's mind Ophelia felt a sense of pride. Something similar that she had for her powerful older brother. It was surprising that she felt such pride in others as her own parents had none for her. Well at least her mother did, Ophelia barely knew her birth father. Pushing her dark past out of her mind she happily swung Silver's hand as the girl thought. Watching her darling daughter nearly whispering the soft utter of left Ophelia nearly caught it. Left? Did she say left?
However as she was about to utter left something strange is happening. Silver's face changed, similar to a less than reliable cohort of her looked when they listened to their prey from afar. It was as if Silver was listening to something that Ophelia couldn't hear. Worried Ophelia went to reach out to Silver only for her to quickly turn to the right. Pulling her hand back she listened to Silver choose the right. Pulling her hand back to her chest she nodded and smiled at her darling Silver. "Right. Right it is then. Let's go then Silver! Our adventure awaits!" As she walked she remembered the blueprints and realized that they were making their way towards the headmaster's elevator. She hadn't expected them to actually find it so quickly. And yet she followed Silver as they made their way towards the elevator.
The voice in her head only grew louder and louder, more influential. First right, then left, then another left, and straight. Her entire demeanor seemed to shift so largely as she went serious, almost cold, silent, as she kept coordinated and concentrated steps. But yet, always stayed in pace as to not outrun her partner, and to keep her hand gripped to hers.
And then, just like that, she stopped, in front of a grand like elevator, still holding her hand as she pressed the opposite hand on the cold surface of the double sliding doors. She sighed, speaking once more. "Hey Ophelia . . . I-Is there any way to open this?" she asked, turning back to her. The urge only seeming to grow.
Right, left, left and onwards. Ophelia was shocked to realize that Silver had lead them on the direct path of the headmaster's elevator. It was a strange discovery to say the least. How did she know? And what was she listening to? The questions were ones she would have to ponder at another time. Ophelia's job was to keep Silver safe, and her own personal mission to make Silver happy as well. Ignoring the suspicion she smiled as the two seamlessly arrived at the headmasters elevator.
As Silver spoke up Ophelia tilted her head as she turned back to her. Looking at the heavy doors of the elevator she ran her finger across her lips as she pondered on just how to open the elevator. "I'm not sure... hmmm..."
"Well there is always when one is invited to enter." A detached voice said from out of nowhere behind the two girls.
Standing behind them was the tall tanned headmaster looking down at them with his one avocado eye. Smiling down at the two curious girl he held his cane in front of them with both of his hands rested atop of the cane in a calm manner. He was curious as to what two young freshman were doing wandering the halls till he recalled Professor Shamrock is still out on a mission. As he caught the girl's attention he happily continued. "If the two of you would like to visit my office I'd be happy to show you, although it seems that what was left of second period is soon ending and I doubt you two would like to miss lunch. On occasion we serve ice cream."
Silver was intent on entering the elevator, intent on going down, something was down there, something that she needed. She needed to go there, to get it, let it free, the thoughts, the feeling of being trapped, locked away, were still fresh in her mind. The words, the images, the memories. What . . . what were these -
Suddenly, she snapped back to reality once the word Ice cream came to her mind. Everything, everything prior to the events of right now, the thoughts, the whispers, were erased from the young Huntress to be's mind as the thoughts of the delicious, cold, and creamy substance filled her mind.
Memories of having the cold ice treat on her birthdays, her first birthday, well the first one she could remember. She remembered it clear as day too, the first time she tried ice cream, with Ironwood beside her. Oh god she loved it, the cookies and cream flavor, Mint chocolate chip, triple coco, Vanilla, blueberry, birthday cake, banana split, oh god the flavors! She couldn't deny ice cream! Never!
"YES!" she practically screamed, clearing her voice and turning around. "Oh, um I mean . . . Yes. Ice cream, it um, sounds impeccable. I'd-We'd hate to miss it!" She elbowed Ophelia quickly, giving her a pleading stare, she didn't care how soft, weak, or needy she looked. She just needed the treat! "Right Sis?" Having said the word sis without thinking about it, but she didn't care, it felt right anyways.
Headmaster Pine smiled at the young girl's enthusiasm at the prospect of ice cream. It was nice to see that the childish wonder is within his students. He hoped it would stay there as the years when on. However, he knew many a student looses such innocence along the way. His job was a painstaking, but a necessary one. Although some lose it long before they enter Beacon's campus. Giving them a wise smile he leaned closer and spoke in a softer tone. "Well I suppose you two better make your way there before it's all gone."
Ophelia looked at their Headmaster taken aback that she hadn't sensed him. However she made sure not to show it on her face. Instead she smiled as the headmaster spoke, "you're right Headmaster Pine. Altho...." Feeling her excited partner elbow her Ophelia looked down at her and her heart nearly stopped. Silver looked so adorable Ophelia's chest tightened as she beamed down at the girl. She called me sis!! Oh! She is so adorable!!! Reaching out she hugged Silver tightly and took her hand. "Right! Let's go now!" Running down the hall with her new little sister she waved back to the headmaster, "bye headmaster Pine!!"
Leaning back to a standing position the tall headmaster gave the girls a polite nod as they happily ran off. He watched them run off taking a mental note to take heed of those two. Such a energetic pair of young girls was a breath of fresh air in his long but dreary past. Still he wasn't blind it was clear that there was another reason these two wanted to come here. However, now was not the time to ponder such facts. Closing his eye he smiled and spoke softly. "Hiding in the shadows isn't a very effective way to get to know a girl, Phoenix."
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