3rd Soul | Did you know my blood is black?

[42_passes]

[Action | 945 Beulah]

[Crona isn't really sure why there was something in the mail that had such a simple and unexpected name scrawled across it. Why would Crona be getting anything in the mail?

So, instead of immediately opening it, Crona has had it sitting in the room for a while. Every day, the poor child will just stare it it for a long while before finally leaving it to sit. But today...it will be opened. It had been made pretty obvious to Crona just how messed up this place is, after getting sick, dying, coming back to life, getting droned for not going to school...yea. The package is frightening.

Taking a moment to steel the mind, Crona finally cautiously opens the package. All that's in the package is a card...a card that is simply completely jet black. Upon picking it up to examine it, though, BURNING FIRE suddenly runs through every vein in Crona's body.

Crona drops the card, slumps to the ground, and screams. The sensation of searing hot fire moves through Crona's entire lithe form, causing the child to double over, only able to continue to groan and scream.

When it's over...Crona will be greeted by a familiar internal voice. One that'll bring at least a little bit of comfort...for about five seconds.]

[Action | The Church]

[Crona's trying as hard as possible to adjust, but the poor kid just keeps popping up in the church. It feels familiar at least, serves as a reminder to the first encounter with Maka. At least this time, though, the child doesn't look quite as distraught sitting in an out of the way location. There's less staring at the floor, instead Crona's eyes are flitting about the room, taking in the sorts of people that come and go.

Occasionally, though, Crona will speak softly to nobody in particular...as if the strange child is actually talking to someone else.]

[Action | Make-out Point]

[Of course, Crona has no idea what this spot in town is named or what that name implies. All Crona really knows is that the place is nice and secluded...secluded enough so the strange child can have a nice one-way sounding conversation with nobody at all. Nobody apparent, at least.]

Noooo, you can't do that. [...] You weren't even here when I got here. [...] Noooo...I don't knowwww. [...] You can't come out right now, so you can't hit me. [...] Nooooooo....donnnnt...

[Feel free to walk in on the child's...odd conversation.]

Comments

[the curch]

[imperial_ray]

... Oh. Hello again. -Dizzy spots the kid, floating on over.-

[42_passes]

[Oh, it's the piano lady...and she's floating. That's just weird. Of course, Crona doesn't make eye contact, but has at least acknowledged the woman this time.]

You're floating...that's weird. But if you have wings it would be weirder if you didn't float.

[There's a pause before Crona speaks again.]

That's rude...

[imperial_ray]

Ah? Did I do something? -She assumes it's directed towards her...-

[42_passes]

[Crona seems to...snap out of it with a start. Out of nervous habit, Crona's left hand shoots over to grip the right forearm, and the poor kid looks a little mortified...still refusing to make eye contact.]

Noo...not you.

[Crona's face seems to grow even more concerned as the child steals a glance at Dizzy's face. It's hard to get used to the fact that other's can't hear what Ragnarok's saying right now.]

I was...talking to myself.

[imperial_ray]

Um... Okay!

Did you need anything?

[42_passes]

Um...no, I'm okay.

[Crona looks away again and pauses for a moment, as if listening to something the kid is a little unhappy about.]

I just like coming here, that's all.

[imperial_ray]

Mm... Do you mind if I keep you company?

[42_passes]

Why would you want to do that?

[VALID QUESTION. Crona just seems mildly uncomfortable with this...more confused than anything.]

[imperial_ray]

Why not? You seemed all alone over here...

[42_passes]

But why would you want to be around me? It doesn't make sense. I don't know how to handle it.

[imperial_ray]

Because you seem nice. It's okay to be shy. I don't mind it. I was hoping we could be friends.

[42_passes]

[Crona's just going to quite literally stare at Dizzy for a moment that lasts way longer than it should, before the kid seems to start as if someone just spoke.]

Um...okay...I guess.

[imperial_ray]

So... it's okay, then? I can sit here?

[42_passes]

[Crona just nods, resuming that endless staring at the ground.]

[imperial_ray]

-And sit she does, letting out a content sigh.-

[42_passes]

[Crona's just going to fidget a little bit and resume what seems to be staring at the ground.

Though it doesn't take long for the kid's eyes to start darting toward Dizzy every once in a while, not really doing a good job of being inconspicuous. Ragnarok isn't making things any better, either.]

I'm not very good at talking to girls...

[imperial_ray]

Well, you could try not thinking of me as a girl.

[42_passes]

[Crona steals a glance one more time, and then does the best job possible to keep those eyes focused in the exact opposite direction.]

Ragnarok, shut up.

Um...I'm not good at talking to anyone.

[imperial_ray]

Hm... For a long time, neither was I. I was pretty scared a lot of the time.

[42_passes]

[Crona's just going to look at Dizzy out of the corner of those scared little eyes, seemingly interested in hearing this part. Though Crona isn't going to say anything to press it.]

[imperial_ray]

You see... I didn't always look the way I do now. I used to seem more... human. But when that started to change, people... started to fear me. And call me horrible things.

-"Monster" "It" "Demon" "Devil"-

[42_passes]

[Crona still doesn't respond, but the child is looking at Dizzy with a lot more interest, at this point.]

[imperial_ray]

I had to leave my home... Opa and Oma took me to a place no one would find me... I was so afraid back then. I only had the animals to keep me company.

[42_passes]

Monsters never look like monsters, you know.

Monsters are always the ones that look the most deceiving. Demons like disguises.

[Crona stares at the ground for a long moment before finally speaking again.]

I think you're nice...

[Dizzy's gentleness just seems to have some kind of odd calming effect Crona can't really ignore.]

[imperial_ray]

... That's very kind of you to say.