log; ongoing

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When; 5th April, Friday afternoon.
Rating; G? PG-13?
Characters; Esther [innocent_ly] and Dietrich [evilsincebirth]
Summary; Esther is lost in the wilds and Dietrich, being the manipulative brat gentleman, has come to retrieve his favorite puppet.
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Esther had no idea where she was, except for the fact that she was not in the Vatican anymore. The gloomy surroundings and the dark, forbidding trees that blocked out the sunlight were a vast difference to that of the neatly trimmed and well-kept gardens within the Vatican.

What had happened? Esther remembered chasing after Father Nightroad and tripping, by the time she got up, she was already here. At first, Esther thought it was a joke that someone played on her, or maybe she fell and hit her head on something and that this was just a dream; but her nose throbbed and she doubted that one felt any pain in a dream. So this was real then.

At the thought, she felt a knot in her stomach. This was not Roma anymore, Esther was not sure where she was, but she could not just sit here and do nothing. Not that she would stay in this place any longer than necessary. The place was creepy, it was too quiet. A loud thud startled the sister and sent her panicking once more. She would have been much less jumpier if only she had a gun with her. What happen if it was a dryad like the last time?

Another thud echoed through the forest and Esther decided that she did not want to stay and find out what it was. She ran towards the ocean.

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[innocent-ly.livejournal.com]

The sister did not notice the hands at all, or maybe she was so used to it that it did not even register that the touch was longer than necessary.

Esther listened quietly as her companion spoke. It was as he said; it was something that was hard, if not impossible to explain. Coupled with the messages she received earlier in the forest, the redhead wondered if she had hit her head hard when he fell and this… this dream was the result of it. It has to be a dream. Right?

“You- you are lying to me again,” she took a step back from Dietrich.

[evilsincebirth.livejournal.com]

Dietrich looked sad for being called a liar when he was actually telling the truth. He shook his head lightly and reached to grab her left wrist with his right hand.

"Why would I like about this, dear Esther?" he questioned, capturing her blue eyes with his brown ones. "There is nothing I could gain from that lie."

[innocent-ly.livejournal.com]

The hurt look on his face took her by surprise. Esther had expected Dietrich to come up with another one of his explanations. She found it hard to believe him, but he seemed like he was genuinely telling her the truth… especially when he looked at her straight in the eye. Everybody knew that liars avert their eyes when they lie.

“I- I am sorry… but this- this is rather hard to believe.”

[evilsincebirth.livejournal.com]

Dietrich clasped his hand behind Esther's back, moving to lead her toward the City direction.

"You will believe when you see the City beyond the trees. You don't have anything to lose, Esther." He drew his face closer to her ear, whispering: "If I wanted I could make your body follow me, but I love you too much to do such thing."

[innocent-ly.livejournal.com]

No she did not. She was rather… alone in this place. The only other people she knew was here either than Dietrich, that is, was the Duchess of Milan and Father Tres Iqus and she had no idea where they were. Dietrich seemed to know this… City quite well.

The threat brought her back to reality. She almost thought that Dietrich was the Dietrich she thought she knew. She gave the puppet master a glare, “I can walk myself just fine.”