Lady Thanatos

truly, i wonder how the world is without me; my friends, my society... i wonder how long it took for them all to move on as if i had simply moved towns rather than died at his hand. though perhaps they don’t know i am dead, they really think lord barkis and i have gone to another town, off to live life with each other’s love. it’s tragic now that he is the only one living of our couple. it is a shame it had to end that way, but in the most vain thought it is a shame that my wedding dress has come to such a sorry state. this was once pure white, silk and lace detailing, but now it’s torn and stained; a horrid mockery of that pure connection of two souls. 

the brutality is unparalleled to anything that i had previously seen, they act without remorse or hindsight, as if fighting can only be to the death. i fear the need to choose a side, as the other will take it as a personal attack and will most definitely threaten my life. those that have been on the island for a time seem unperturbed from it all, though this malaise can be detrimental to the society of it all. i wonder if this could ever be sorted out, some semblance of rational society brought to this island, but i doubt it... they seem to believe that this will only end with one of the leaders’ death. 

He hadn’t met many of the new people to invade his island, but Shadow often times did go out scouting and reported back to him. However, seeing as the entity had no need to tell him of the girl, Peter wasn’t too fond of being followed. So as he turned to face her, eyes surveying her slowly before settling upon her face with a single arched brow, he folded his arms across his chest. “Well if ya weren’t sneakin’, you were followin’ me,” he retorted, head tipping back slightly.

Taking a slow step towards her, Peter narrowed his eyes before relaxing his stance, a grin curling his lips. “Oh you’d be surprised how much skin can get ya,” he mused, looking her over once more. “Even if it’s not the best…reason why there’s a cannibal cove, girl.”

the way he speaks, emily knows that she should be worried; he is not someone that appreciates being interrupted, and some people on this island react without haste. her hands are in the air, rolled up sleeves showing off her blue tinted skin and wounds that litter her skin. nothing of her was safe from barkis, and as she stood in front of this violent soul, that was all too visible. her dress is torn and stained with a dark red, the left side of her rib cage almost visible if it wasn’t for the blood that had congealed into almost a second skin. “i wasn’t following per say, i was simply strolling and got hypnotized by your music. i truly do apologize for intruding on you.” she mumbled.

“ah... so that’s not just a simple outdated phrase... sometimes misnomers become popular names, it could have easily been that.” she tries to explain herself, taking a step backward as he came closer. there were many people that would kill emily without blinking an eye, and this boy was one of them. “please, a simple misstep is all. i truly didn’t intend any interruption of your respite.

the sound of the giggling brings out the same in silvermist, and she puts a hand over her mouth as she does so, but it falls momentarily afterwards. “aw! you’re so sweet and kind. I don’t deserve such compliments; I’m just being myself.” teasingly, she fans the words away with her hand, but continues to laugh which hopefully tells emily that she’s just joking around and, if anything, grateful for saying such things. truthfully, the fairy didn’t hear them very often. it was nice to be reminded every once in a while that she was cared about by others. the amusement from the brunet trails off with a sigh as she hears the next question and it makes her slowly shrug her shoulders a few moments after the sound leaves her lips. “hmmm…” she pauses, scrunching her mouth to the side and eyes looking up at the sky, in thought. “I guess it was hard at first. but, eventually… if I’m being honest? I just kind of got used to it.. in a way. after so long of hearing the back-and-forth of peter against hook and hook against peter? it sort of started to get old for me.” silvermist looks again at emily. “have you heard anything of the sort just yet while being in neverland? I’m sure you will eventually – probably sooner rather than later, too,” she chuckles, allowing herself to let out an eye-roll, mostly because of the fact that was starting to get comfortable with the company (for better or for worse).

hearing her soft giggle is like angels bells or a soft harmony, something so magical, so otherworldly, that it quickly reminds her that this is not of her world. it almost makes her sad, the reminder of what happened, but she ensures that it does not reflect on her features for longer than a moment. “in harsh times something as pure as a smile is worth it’s weight in gold, and more so.” emily smiled softly, looking over at the other with warmth in her eyes. the way that silvermist looks at emily with the honesty that draws emily in. it’s almost painful, accepting that bloodshed that on this island seems inevitable. “i do understand what you mean, you become accustomed to it all. though to be frank, i hope that i don’t get comfortable in that state, it’s a loss of humanity i am not sure i want to imagine.” she mumbled, alwyas wishing that she was back in her manor again, even in some loveless marriage. “i’ve heard warnings of both parties, but i am not sure i’ve met anyone that wishes me direct harm. i hope to god above that it stays that way.” she grins, finding it somehow funny, it’s not like she could die any more than she already was. 

the smile from emily brings one out on silvermist’s face. as much as emily has a personality that the fairy is attracted to and wants to continue pursuing this developing relationship (could you call it a friendship? she wasn’t sure, but the brunette wouldn’t be opposed to it), she can’t help but continue to wonder what exactly happened for the other woman to get this hurt. of course, she’d gotten a general response back when the two were still in the beginnings of their meeting, but emily hadn’t told her lots. which, was fine, but there was still that curiosity there deep inside. not enough to push further (at least not at this point in time) though. silvermist had (mostly) accepted that answer at the time and had moved on; her focus was now on healing the girl – so she could get better. and emily’s words only bring her attention to other topics as well, which, probably, helped. “oh! goodness, that is so sweet. I wasn’t expecting at all.” she turns fully around on her bottom to face emily and pats the ground next to her. “sit! let’s chat. what would you like to know?” she smiles.

seeing happiness and amusement in others makes emily over-the-moon with happiness. she’s always the one to make sure others are happy, and at least for a little while silvermist is just as happy as she feels right now. it was painful, all of her injuries, but more mental than physical; a constant reminder of how she died, the ex that drove her to the next world. “that’s a shame, you’re so nice and wondrous, of course i would want to talk about you and learn interesting details. i should hope that we were to become friends, i don’t want to be relying on you with no proper thanks. and since i don’t have money or anything of any real value yet, conversation and friendship will have to do.” she giggled, shaking her head at the thought. “hmm... tell me about growing up here, that surely is not easy, so much chaos and violence.”

turning around to see emily, silvermist was surprised. she even jumps a tiny amount when she feels the other’s arm around her, but when she recognizes the (now relatively) familiar face, there’s a smile that’s brought out onto her face. “emily, hi.” a droplet of water from an unknown source splats on the surface of the larger body of water, which brings silvermist’s attention in that direction, but it’s quickly not as interesting as the blossoming friendship. “how are you feeling? better still, yeah?” they’d – well, silvermist had been, but she didn’t like to take all the credit – been healing the girl for a semi-short amount of time now, but each little bit was seeming to help in the long-run. “did you come to heal again? we haven’t yet today, I know, so I’d be more than happy to go through our typical process again now. if you want to, that is.”

the familiarity of the fairy’s presence is a welcome feeling for emily. she’s so caring and sweet, and in the violent land that is neverland, it’s definitely a sight for sore eyes. waving at silvermist, emily smiles politely and nods. “yes, thanks to you it’s looking alright.” emily smiled, watching as silvermist moved so elegnatly, as if she was floating. “oh no, it doesn’t seem to be much of an issue, i think we might be able to wait a day or so, i just wanted to see how you are. you have been such a good companion on this land, and i would love to know you better.” emily’s words are soft, but they have such care and emotion in them. she wants to make the most of her time in this new world, the afterlife it seems, and making friends is the best way to do that.