Road to one's own path: Finding one's own strength [private, JJ]

As the man grabbed on to her tail, she looked up at him. Noticing who he was, her sad, dull eyes stared for a second before turning to the ground.

“Oh, it’s you.”

The words that escaped her words were dull, sounds emitted with no caring. It showed how she truly felt right now, how little she cared about what happened to her now. As her legs sent her tumbling to the floor, she felt something odd within her legs, and seconds before she hit the floor, she was able to straighten up. Sitting back on the bed, after a half a minute, she stood up, slowly shuffling towards him. Her eyes never rose off the floor, her body dragging her along. Following him, it was clear to all who looked that she was pretty depressed; she seemed to not care about anything. From her attitude, it seemed like she could walk in to a furnace and not care one bit as her body was destroyed. Her arms hung limply at her side, not exerting any energy she didn’t absolutely have to. After a bit, without even lifting her head, she opened her mouth. Though her voice was still dull, the same as before, at least her words seemed to indicate some caring about what was going on.

“So, what am I going to do today?”

A tear dripped down her cheek, a single one. She didn’t bother to wipe it away as it ran down her face, and then splashed on to the floor. This was just how she was right now, in a fragile emotional state, one where one wrong statement could cause the worse reactions.

"Why do you seem so sad, mien frauline?"He asked her simply, though he could easily have guessed the reason why. However, when she asked him what she was going to do, he perked up, smiling now. "Well, you're going to help the city by performing some community service~" He told her simply, before looking at the saddened look in her eyes. "You know, I was supposed to have something inside of me, too, fraulien." He told her simply, nodding before poking his white gloved hand onto where his heart was in his chest. "But I wasn't allowed to be two essences, fraulien. Be thankful that you have what I never could." He told her, before gripping her by the hand, his tail coming around from behind and snaking in with her own, keeping her attached to him from his gentle but firm grip with his tail as they walked out of the medical wing.

"My frauline, my frauline~ Where have you gone, over the sea so far~" The young male was singing as the two of them walked along the streets, before he suddenly twitched. I'll teach Vater to give me all the poopy chores~ He thought to himself, smiling wide and giggling before bending down. They were in the park, which was mostly vacant, except for Schrödinger and his companion. His hand reached down, and slowly picked up a wrapper, examining it with a blank look in his eyes, his tail still wrapped around hers. "....This is trash, fraulien. This is the devil." He told her simply. holding it out to her so she could see. Then, without further ado, his right pointer finger lit on fire as he placed it under the wrapper, and it was consumed in a blaze. "Well fraulien, it's time for me to release you~ I'll be watching you, and whenever you find trash put it in these bags to burn."

He informed her simply, as he pulled a bunch of garbage bags from the pouch at his side, rather good sized ones. His tail unwrapped from hers at last, and he shivered slightly from the waist down at the lack of the warm comfort from the contact. "Now, if you would excuse me, fraulien..." He told her simply, as he held a hand to his face. "Persona Split." The male's vocal chords intoned, in a voice rather more mature than his usual, as from Schrödinger's body another person stepped.



His hair was blue and short, and he had a very attractive face. However,that wasn't the interesting thing about him; the interesting thing was that he had blue ears coming out from the top of his head, more majestic than Schrödinger's, as well as lustrous blue hair. "Excuse me, miss, but I mustn't draw attention to mine-self." He told her simply, as he gripped the hood of the jacket he was wearing, throwing it over his ears as he walked over to a nearby bench, sitting down.

Schrödinger waved to her before he began to depart. "Worry not, fraulien! You will get along greatly with him! Just please don't have... purring fun... without me!" He finished simply, the cunning smile on his face still as he suddenly vanished once more, off to do his own duties, as the blue haired male watched the girl silently, carefully and certainly taking her measure, his gaze never wavering. Even while hunched, he seemed somewhat majestic; a being of beauty and lithe strength, though contained in something that was most unbecoming. There was no rain; it was a perfectly calm evening, and there were not many persons out; especially none whom would care about Elisha's appearance, out this late at night, the area illuminated only by the streetlights...