Sweet Melancholy [ Taichi, Open]

[`Shaira`]

OOC: Anyone can post but only after Taichi had posted.

Ah... the North Woods. How long has it been since Shaira went in this place full of mysteries especially in this night? How relaxing it is to be in this place... but, the girl seems to be neglected and feels grief.

Her grief were thoroughly weighed and her calamity laid in the balances together. For now, it would be heavier than the sand of the sea and thereof, she can't speak even a word. There are things that her soul refused to touch like the sorrowful events happening in her miserable life. She needs a spare of comfort so she wouldn't harden herself in despair.

"What is my strength that I should hope for when my path are confusing and I'm lost? Little by little this recent strength I have would perish and fade..."

Therefore, she won't refrain her mind from reminiscing the past. She'll reflect the anguish of her spirit and complain in the bitterness of her soul. She has only one request. She wants to sleep and not to even open her eyes forever.

Her life have all the darkness and it never let the light shine upon it. The blackness of the death terrify her everyday life. And, her eyes doesn't seem to see the sun rising from the east. For now, she wants to lain still and be quiet so soon enough she will be at rest forever. But, in her whole life, she had never safety... in her hwole life, troubles came until today.

In her thoughts and visions of the night, now that deep sleep fall on people, fear came upon her and trembling which made all her boes to shake. An image passed before her face, the hair of her flesh stood up. It stood still , but she could discern the form: an image was before her eyes, there was silence, and she head a voice saying...

"I have a trust on you that you won't waste the protection I have given to you. For wrath killed foolish man and so are you. Killing yourself would mean that you are not strong. All people meet troubles in life but still... endure all those hardships. Then, there would come a day that every fields would be in peace..."

The image disappeared with a smile carved on its face. That time, she realized that the image was the person who endured when she was born... her mother. Her mother who experienced death just to protect this miserable girl.

She stretches her right hand to reach the image before it disappeared but it's too late. Tears fell down form her eyes, tears that she can't explain.

[.Taichi.]

And he was finished with his task — hunting. It was done as quickly and as quietly as he possibly could, as always.

It was a task that he cannot stop doing until his body is already used to the pills he forced to take in. It was sickening for him — killing innocent animals — but somehow, he didn't even feel guilty when he does it. He only realizes the guilt after he regains his sanity. Surely, his kind would also tell him he's a shame for that reason. Humans should be his prey — his only prey — yet he restrains himself from killing them. It was absurd for him, as they say.

Walking away from the scene, Taichi wiped the blood found on his right cheek — the shameful evidence that he has — and licked it from his palm. 'Don't waste your food', as they say. Until now, he doesn't know the reason why he even liked it. In his past, he even found it disgusting — the rust-scented crimson red liquid. But now, he cannot imagine living without it.

Once again, he found a scent — another human. Somehow, he found himself not amused nor surprised that he would find another acquaintance from the North Woods — at last, he finally knew the name. It was quite close to him, too. His restrictors prevent him from using the full potential of his alice which he found in a good and in a bad way.

He found a girl — a familiar one as well. It took him a second to notice the tears falling from her eyes. He cannot leave a woman crying especially when she's alone. The young man walked to her, a smile formed on his face — he couldn't necessarily make a frown in front of her, it would only make the situation worse if he does that.

"A beautiful lone femme such as you shouldn't cry like that...especially when you're alone", he continued smiling as he stopped in front of her. His frigid index finger wiped the tear from her soft cheek. It was wet yet warm — how long was it when he last cried?

"Your beauty would be such a waste if you would continue crying"

[Luna Katanashi]

A notable figure was found on a nearby tree. A bored expression was upon her face and she couldn't bring out a laughter or a smile this time around without company. The notorious, deep, dangerous woods she went and she couldn't even deny the fact that she was lost. However, she was slipped in the melancholic and the boredom's paradise. Leaves were sailing in the midst of the wind, they were soared as high as the air could boost them.

Her brow suddenly twitched as the moon decided to hide itself behind the silvery mist. Something was strangling her and she frustratingly sighed for she can't find the way out -- again. Of course, she knew very well that she would get lost that easily, but this is the only place wherein she can't remember his face and the only place wherein she can see the moon prominently.

Opening the window in her dorm can be another option. But, the moon is just so far away from her. She sighed louder than she intended to as she felt a pressure on her eyes to sleep. Until then, she heard voices. They seem to be familiar, but she couldn't tell if they belong to strangers. After all, there are times when your friends have similar voices to strangers. She whirled around, the ends of her duster swirled as she moved.

"Shaira, Taichi. Thank goodness."

Breathed Luna in sheer bliss and relief. Maybe her minor problems will be incinerated again this time. Her loneliness and boredom waned along as she was watching them in the distance.

[`Shaira`]

"A beautiful lone femme such as you shouldn't cry like that...especially when you're alone",

"Eh?"

She was surprised to hear those comforting words. In times like this... she really need loyal friends to be with her. A boy came, a familiar one. Taichi is the boy's name, she can't be wrong. They met in the canteen.

Beautiful... Who would ever say that to her? No one dares to say that word to her. It's not that she's ugly but... she's just not used on hearing that word. Well then, she didn't notice that she's crying already.

How long is she going to cry? Is it until her eyes dried up like a desert? She promised to herself that tears won't fall down again from her eyes and that she'll be strong. But, until now, she can't accomplish that promise.

The boy's fingers... touched her cheek and wiped the tears. That touch was a very warm day and full of smiles. She felt better after the boy wiped the tears for her.

"Your beauty would be such a waste if you would continue crying"

She looked on the boy. There was just silence in this quiet night. The shining moon that borrows it rays from the sun makes the scene sadder. When will the sun rise again for her?

She smiled at the boy but still, if she tries to froget the pain all her sufferings comes back to haunt her.

"I'm okay now. Thanks."

"Shaira, Taichi. Thank goodness."

"Shanine? What are you doing at this time?"

[.Taichi.]

"I'm quite not satisfied with your response. But I guess it would do"

The young man sighed, disappointed, his eyes were searching hers — trying to find the reason of her tears. He had failed, of course. If he only had Telekinesis as his alice, he may have helped her — but then again, his life wouldn't be exciting as this. He touched her cheek as he finished wiping the tears from her eyes, tilting it upward to see her face clearly. As he thought, there's really something bothering her but he couldn't help her.

"Shaira is your name, am I right? It's a plea—", he was cut off from his words as he noticed something.

There was another scent he's pretty much familiar to — Shanine's. She was close to them as well. He let out a silent groan as he looked around them. He could feel irritation and a hint of panic flow in his blood. Her unusual sweet blood always seem to haunt him — she was nearly everywhere he goes to. He found it quite blissful yet irritating at the same time. What would happen if he lost control of himself in front of her — thirsty and insane for it. Her as an acquaintance is pretty helpful inside the academy.

"Shanine"

He greeted her with a poker face, his hands were on his sides now. Somehow, she acted more bizarre when he first met her. There must be something that's also bothering her. He found it amusing that the students inside the academy are like this — filled with a lot of problems.

[Luna Katanashi]

It's a trivial notion to just throw a random greeting. The three occupants of the North Woods seemed to know each other. Yes, they barely don't know each other. They were acquaintances. Luna was only stagnant there and she doesn't even want to answer Shaira's question for she feels so exhausted at the time.

"Nothing. I'm just.."

This is a mishap. She initiated to inch closer to their tree nonchalantly and sat down at its posterior. Nothing left to do, but to sleep. She was just fiddling with her duster. She gazed up and didn't even want to talk to them now. Too saddened to talk.

Unless if they want to ask or state something to her -- of course they are permitted.