Disclaimer: Not mine, although I do want to cosplay Lia's dress in the manga.
Silence. All around me is silence. For those trying to sleep, this is a wonderful thing. For me, it causes tension. I know Poets are around somewhere, I just do not know where.
My name is Lia de Beaumont. I am dead. I inhabit the body of my brother, D'Eon de Beaumont. Separately, we are amazing with the sword. Together, we are unsurpassed.
My eyes flick over, seeing a man, no a monster, scuttle by on a nearby rooftop, the body of an unfortunate woman in it's jaws. The body is not broken. No surprise there. The Poet does not want to waste one drop of the blood in her body. (Although, to be honest, this is bullshit. Their lairs are often COVERED in the blood of their victims. They seem to only waste it).
I stand up, gown waving in the breeze. I know that it must be painful for my brother, and he would suffer nothing but humiliation (more then he already does) if it was discovered that he wears gowns at night.
Nell and I spring into action, and the Poet drops the girl. Tears of blood have already begun to run down her face. He turns as raises his arm to protect his face as I bring my sword crashing down on him. He attacks me in response, but I am too fast.
"Poet, you will pay for your evil crimes!"
The words seem lame, even to me. I must say them though. I feel an urge to say them, to let them know that they will not die for nothing, as his victim did. He attacks me again, and I fight back. "BLADE OF THOTH, SING!!!"
He is sliced in half, and for a moment I feel pain. I fight in order to find out why I died, to reclaim that missing piece of my soul so I can move on. Sometimes I wonder if there is another reason. True, my growth as a Poet came naturally, but sometimes I wonder. Did I kill poor innocent girls for their blood? I always dismiss this notion, but I still wonder. Am I fighting to redeem MY forgotten sins?
I feel my brother. He wants his body back. Not that I blame him. Sometimes I feel an urge to protect him though. I died to a Poet, and I was one. He is a medium, he has little understanding of being a Poet. I want to protect him.
I hear Nell meow, and I know what she is trying to say. She and Robin will always fight for the de Beaumonts, so the de Beaumonts must fight for France.
My name is Lia de Beaumont. I am dead. I inhabit the body of my brother, D'Eon de Beaumont. Separately, we are amazing with the sword. Together, we are unsurpassed. Separately, we will fall to the Poets. Together, we will destroy them all.