heyyoooo
Fran inhaled deeply as the sweet but somehow spicy scent filled her senses. She held the bouquet of crystalline flowers gently. It's black ribbon trailed over her hands. Closing her eyes, she inhaled deeply again.
It smelled wonderful.
Of warmth
Of home
Of Master
Rin symbolized different things to everyone. To some she was just a child. To others, just a Master. Others, nothing at all. Though to be fair, most fell into a mix of everything. It was hard not too. But to a few, perhaps more than a few, a source of happiness- if only for a short time. And if you specifically asked Fran, she would choose the latter.
With her big blue eyes and long dark hair. Rin was the epitome of a precocious child. Talented and outspoken. Though she tried to guard herself- it was easy to tell that she had a big heart. Whilst, she had come a long way, Fran couldn't help feel hollow pangs of pain. When she looked at Rin surrounded by heroes. Practically showered with love and affection. She was everything Fran had wanted to be- a very long time.
But the day when they met and had Rin looked up at her and smiled- Fran felt any feelings of jealousy or animosity fade away. In fact, something else over took it. Rin's eyes filled with childish wonder and amazement of her. It was nice. In fact, Rin seemed to take a particular liking to her. Rin liked her pink hair. She liked her different colored eyes. She liked her horn. She liked how tall she was. She liked that Fran didn't say much. Or communicate much. Rin just plain liked her. For no rhyme or reason.
Fran dislodged one of the crystal flowers and popped it into her mouth. Besides smelling wonderful, they also happened to taste delicious. Which Rin found incredibly hilarious the first time she accidentally ended up licking one. Apparently, under the tutelage of the witch Semiramis, Rin was beginning to channel some of her erratic and excess magic. It was an odd side effect. Edible crystalline flowers made from Master's magic. Always wrapped in Rin's pretty ribbons. Which of course she kept. After all, it was always a honor to accept such gifts from Master. Sometimes when they were together, she could feel Rin's sorrow. Which was certainly something she understood. In those times, while it was surely a small gesture, almost seemingly nothing- but to her it took almost all her courage to do so. Just to rest her hand on Rin's head. Which seemed to comfort the young girl.
Rin was different- she'd tell herself. The flowers were a symbol of affection. Maybe...just maybe...she was the one. Rin's sweet voice shook her out of her blissful wishing.
"Ne, Fran is that my ribbon around your neck?"
I hope I captured Fran somewhat? I did revise a few times.
byeee