She's As Cold As Ice....

[maidhem]

WHO: The plucky health nut Felicia and YOU!
WHERE: Throughout Recolle
WHEN: October
WHAT: Nightmares + October Catch-All
WARNINGS: Event shenanigans that include medieval war trauma, fire, and everything in between.

Nightmare - You Never Take Advice

[...Somehow, the dark, dungeon-like castle didn't seem so foreign. The walls made of cold stone and the torchlit halls were almost familiar to her-- as were the knives she held in her hands, the way her skirt felt weighted down with the presence of many, many more. Breathing heavily, Felicia looked up at the imposing man in a full suit of armor before her and couldn't help but once more be awed by his height, for she was dwarfed even in the stiletto heels that she wore for this session.

It was best to train in your everyday wear, she understood. That way you were never caught offguard.]

Can we... can we stop for now?

[She panted, recognizing this for what it was-- one of those weird flashes she had been getting during her own training. Something that was easy to write off as a daydream, until the knives got involved.

Little did she realize this was actually a dream.

"You're always so flighty, Felicia. But, times like this make me wonder..."

The old knight's voice was almost gentle as he put away the knives he had been teaching her with... and brought out the great axe he sometimes fought with on horseback.

"Accept my challenge. I won't take no for an answer."]

Wha-- whaaaaat?!

Nightmare - Willing to Sacrifice

[The cold of the mountains didn't bother her. The rocky passages up, through the forest and the ravines, hadn't bothered her in the slightest. It was as if this was her element, a part of her birthright that she couldn't extricate herself from no matter how much time had passed.

And she knew she needed to hurry. Amidst the blaze of an actual battle raging about her, she somehow knew exactly where she needed to go.]

Come on, [She said to whomever was with her-- it could be anyone.] We've gotta get to the other side of the village-- and we've gotta hurry!

[Don't mind the skirt. Don't mind the heels. Don't mind the frilly maid outfit. Felicia herself is obviously paying attention to other things right now.]

Daytime - Someday You'll Pay the Price

[Recolle, have a Felicia.

Have a Felicia shopping for knives

With the slew of dreams she had been having lately, she couldn't help but find her curiosity piqued enough to go into the local martial arts supply shop in search of a set of training knives for herself to start practicing with

She felt like she needed to try.]

Wildcard!

[Contact me at starkxravingxmad for plotting if you wish.]

Comments

Willing to Sacrifice

[imaginex]

Wait-- where?

[Sakura's voice is stiff in the cold, teeth giving a faint chatter as she stares incredulously to the sides. That's a good question to be asking and one that loops in her mind, heedless of the fact she could be asking anything else -- like how did she even arrive in this mess of battle, or who is this person she's following.

But Sakura follows; like it's natural to do so. Like those are the rules of where she's found herself. She follows the woman clad in frills, shoulders locked near her ears and she tries to rub warmth into her arms]

[maidhem]

The other side of the village,

[Felicia said as if it were the most obvious thing, before looking back at the girl with worry in her eyes.]

You've got to stay moving if you wanna stay warm. The cold's not bothering me, but other people are another story.

[imaginex]

[Sakura can see that; her own face is probably pinched with chill, cheeks redder in their attempt to keep the blood flowing where it's needed, but this woman seems unbothered by the weather]

O-okay. [Even still, Sakura obeys, follows, keeps as close to the other without impeding their progress.]

W-why aren't you affected, Miss?

[maidhem]

I...I don't know.

[It probably had something to do with the snowflakes that followed the arc of her blades whenever she brought them down on an opponent, but she didn't think too deeply into it-- there were other things to worry about.]

But that's not important-- what is, is keeping you warm. Let's get going.

[imaginex]

Mm.

[A hum of agreement, and Sakura continues to follow. The woman is right, after all; Sakura's blood feels sluggish in her veins already, as if trying to resist turning to ice. The moment she stops moving is the moment she's dead.]

W-will there be fighting on the other side of the village?

[maidhem]

I don't know, but...

[She glanced back at the girl, worried and uncertain.]

There's something I'm looking for, but I'm not sure what it is yet. I just know it's there.

[imaginex]

[Her eyebrows knit softly. Not a lot of detail to go on, then. She won't argue, however, and gives a nod while keeping pace]

... I'll help you, then. Two sets of eyes are better than one.

[maidhem]

You will?

[Felicia asked, feeling hopeful in the midst of this chaos.]

Thank you so much-- that should be a huge help!

[imaginex]

Well, you're helping to keep me alive. I feel like it's only fair.

[Not that Sakura expects to be much help, especially in weather and chaos such as this. She does her very best not to look around too closely at the damage surrounding them, determined not to lose her nerve before they even start.]

B-by the way, my name is Sakura... um, despite the circumstances, it's nice to meet you?