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Bluefirecan
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The strange, sobbing girl didn’t notice Lyla at first. That’ll take some getting used to , thought Lyla. I’m not easy to notice, and I’m sure as hell weird-looking now.

However, it seemed the girl’s brief confusion caused a lapse in the sobbing, which Lyla could only take as a good enough sign to continue. After all, at least she wasn’t immediately swatted away.

“I’m sorry for spooking you,” the pixie soothed. “I’m just not sure what’s going on and I saw you running and I was hoping that if I could talk to you it’ll keep me from falling apart myself. I’m Lyla.” The pixie moved to sit near the large girl on the alley ground. It was cool, and the small fae noted she would have to find something, anything, to cover herself and soon. Until then, she awkwardly folded her arms over her chest and tucked her legs under her.
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08-Jun-2020 19:45:51

Taleisin
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Titty just keeps staring at the pixie, too shocked and confused to scream. She looks away to peek up the alleyway, then back at the pixie. She opens her mouth as if to speak, but only a small rasp comes out. She clears her throat, then swallows hard.

"...Why are you so small?" She asks at last. Then mentally berates herself. Of all the questions she desperately wanted to ask, that was what she decided to blurt out? Perhaps the shock had been worse than she initially thought.
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08-Jun-2020 20:20:36

Bluefirecan
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Why are you so small?

The words washed over Lyla in a way she wasn’t expecting. They forced her to confront what she had been trying to avoid for the past several moments. Why was she so small? Was it related to how she died? Did she die?

A single, tiny tear rolled down little Lyla’s cheek, splashing gently onto her legs. “I don’t… know. I just woke up like this. I guess.” The pixie pulled herself closer in, trying to push the image of her body out of her mind. “Sorry.”
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08-Jun-2020 20:44:54

Taleisin
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Titty's eyes flit back and forth, her expression only more confused. She looks back down at the tiny pixie and blinks. Is that a tear? Did she make the tiny hallucination cry?!

"I'm sorry, don't cry!" She mumbles, reaching out to try and scoop the little woman up into her hands - acting almost by instinct. "Please don't cry, I didn't mean to upset you!"
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08-Jun-2020 20:49:28

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Kathy saw people were staring at her as they walked by. Some even stopped where they saw her, and gaped. One man took out a phone for a picture. That just made her laugh all the more. Really, how could she not? She had died and now she was alive. Did they really think this was the strangest sight New York City had to offer? Ludicrous!

It was cold though. She needed clothes. She knew a dead girl who had left come clothes behind. Kathy thought about covering up - but then she saw the faces of the people looking at her. The snooty women looking down their noses. The women more daring, whose eyes flashed comradeship for the daring stance. A man pretending not to look whilst his wife kept laser focused on him. Unadorned, uncovered, unafraid, Kathy walked up to the traffic light and waited for the light to change. Then she crossed the road, stopping a moment to pickpocket the dead girl - scandalous gasps again! - and headed up.

Kathy put on her usual ensemble. Grey vest, loose, breathable. Over it, a white cardigan down to the knees. Miniskirt, black, complemented by boots of equal shade, rising up to meet the knee joint. She took a moment to regard herself in a makeup covered mirror. Her eyes seemed different. Strange. It made her smile.

Now fully clothed, she left the apartment with the door open and threw the keys into the trash. She headed out into the night - not knowing where she headed, but knowing that something good will come of it. She would find something. She knew it, she could feel it.
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08-Jun-2020 20:49:48

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Name: Oliver Tenpenny
Age: 24
Gender: Male

Race: Wood Elemental (Totally Not Dryad-With-Extra-Steps)

Race Description: Wood Elementals are somewhere between dryads and classic elementals. They have a human form that's little more than a regular human with a little magic, and they also have a 'true' form, that resembles a wooden golem or automaton, with a smooth, wood grain patterned body and articulated joints. Both forms have fae/nature magic capability.

Supernatural abilities include: Barkskin Transformation - Hard wooden skin and doesn't require food, drink, sleep, or air, but has increased susceptibility to acid and fire (transforms clothing) - Ability to merge with trees (i.e. hide within a tree; does not allow teleportation between trees); Plant-Growth Acceleration and Shaping; increased susceptibility to poison, acid, and pollution; Proficiency with wooden clubs; Supernatural Whittling Proficiency

Appearance: Oliver now stands at around 6' tall, weighing around 150 lbs. His brown shoulder length hair is unkempt, and his eyes are a rich shade of forest green, which contrasts well with his tan complexion.
His Barkskin form looks vaguely like a masculinely shaped mannequin with a head, chest, and limbs carved and sanded smooth out of a large block of gently grained oak.

Clothing: Fern green button down shirt, cuffed deep-blue jeans, leather strapped sandals, stupid hippie necklaces

Short History: Oliver was orphaned at the age of 5 as a result of car crash caused by a drunk driver. He was taken in by his aunt in New York (state) where he lived an otherwise normal life. Did well in high school, did okay in college and got a job in sales in NYC where he was making enough money to get by and afford rent.

Other: Oliver plans to get a haircut.
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08-Jun-2020 20:56:05

Bluefirecan
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Lyla wiped her tear away from her cheek, feeling herself be lifted up by this woman. It felt strange to be lifted so easily, and caused her to sway slightly as she adjusted to the shift in weight.

“No it’s okay. Sorry,” Lyla muttered, readjusting her arms and rewrapping her chest with them. “I just… Woke up from what felt like a nightmare. I think.”
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08-Jun-2020 21:08:03

Taleisin
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Titty leans back against the wall, exhaling sharply as she looks down at the little blue-haired pixie. "Yeah....I think I did too," she mumbles listlessly, before looking around. "I don't know what's going on. I just.....Remember waking up, and..." She pauses, her mind flashing back to that horrific moment that man had turned around, bloodied knife shining in the dim light, blood covering him...

She shudders, her eyes snapping shut in fear. She sucks in a deep and sharp breath, before slowly letting it out. "I don't know what to do."
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08-Jun-2020 21:26:47

Bluefirecan
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I don't know what to do...

God, that was entirely too relatable. A small shiver shot through Lyla's spine, reminding her that she was still not wearing clothes. The woman still holding her seemed drained, and neither of them had any idea what was happening.

"I think... I think I got really hurt," Lyla thought aloud. She brushed her hand across her neck, past where the bullet hit her.

A shiver went down her spine again. "Maybe... Maybe we should go find some clothes."
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08-Jun-2020 21:49:56

Taleisin
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Titty blinks, drawn out of her reverie at the mention of the stark truth. She stares down at the pixie, and then at herself. "....I think you might be right," she answers in wonder. Silence descends awkwardly between the pair.

She is not sure why, but for whatever reason, she begins to laugh. A quiet, panicked giggle interspersed with squeaky hiccups, but it becomes impossible to stop.
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08-Jun-2020 21:55:20

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