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- Don't own Devil May Cry- don't sue me, I just spent all my money on so diet iced tea. Mmmm... that's "BRISK" baby. (No, it's not, I'm sorry for falsely stating it was)
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'Three doors to the left?' she asked herself. Sighing she tried it, and got lucky. All the abandoned buildings looked the same in this part of town. But upon having to shove open the door due to built up pizza boxes and several half drank 2 liters of "Diet Pepsi", she knew her sister must be in this one.
The girl sagged and dropped to the floor. Both parties seemed to sigh a little bit. The floor was old, and Ena, well Ena was just exhausted. Sadly, it was only after she hit the floor that Ena realized about 90% of what she thought was carpet turned out to be dust.
"Mother fucker..." She whispered, but didn't bother to get up. The damage was done, she'd defiantly have to wash her uniform tonight.
"Pray tell, is my beautiful sister home?" An overly sweet voice came from what passed for a bathroom.
Ena sighed. "Why does this shit hole have to be your home? You make enough to get an actual apartment you know." Ena paused, "And what in the hell is that smell? Did you dye your hair again?"
"Oh yeah. This crap is like 10 for a dollar! Besides, for reasons beyond me, the plumbing still works here, so I'm all about staying. Free is free." As if to illustrate her point she turned on and off the faucet.
Ena peered a glance at her own hair, which was must nicer than her sisters if she had to compare. Sadly though, they were both basically the same. Except Ena never let her roots show. Score one for her. And her's stayed in longer than a day. Score two. The floor creeks and continuos humming of what Ena guessed was the "Buffy" theme signaled her sister was out of the bathroom, and by the pace of it, seemed to be in a hurry.
"You know, all that one wash dye is probably screwing up your hair."
She heard a chuckle. "Ena, honey-muffin, hair is already dead. I don't really care. Hell, I might even let it go back to natural, you know? I mean, we just dyed it for school."
There weren't any lights in the building, since of course there was no electricity, but Ena didn't need them. She saw the girl just fine. She looked to be prancing merrily in the darkest bit the room, past some dusty old cubicals. "Is that a new coat?" Ena whispered, rubbing her temples.
"Dust in here giving you a headache?" She called out, being needlessly loud. Ena could have heard her drop a pin from that distance. Her sister came skipping over quite quickly to kneel by her side.
"Poor baby, " She breathed giving Ena a little kiss on the forehead.
Ena just swatted at her. "What is with you? Do you have a date or something?"
She smiled. "Oh yeah, I didn't tell you?"
Ena gasped. "No way, you're joking right? "
Her smile got wider. "A date with... destiny!" At that she sprang up giggling.
"Jesus." Ena sighed. "Don't tell me your going after that one jerk ag-"
Her sister's drastic change in expression cut her off. "Yes, I am Ena. This is how I bide my time now. Alright? If I can't go home I'm going to make sure other people like us are alive enough to make it to their homes. " Apparently Ena had said the wrong thing.
At that Ena got up, annoyed. "Don't play the martyr here, you left home. Mom's worried sick and you won't even let me tell her you're ok. It's not my fault you decided to pick a fight with the demon world."
There was very little light by the door to the office room, even though several windows had been propped open. But more than enough for each sister to see the dust floating in the air between them, wisping around their every movement.
"You're right." She lowered her voice, "But I've dug my own hole, no reason to drag those nice people in with me. Now, did you bring it?"
"You know everyone at school was asking about you today." Ena tried.
"Is that so? Who?"
She waited a beat to long, her sister could smell lies and half truths. " Well May-"
"No, no she didn't. She's your friend, I've met her like once. I didn't have any friends at school Ena. Stop trying to get me to come back home, it just annoys me. And if we're done with that I'll ask you again, did you bring it?
Ena paused. "Cadi... "
"No Athena!" Given names were always a bad sign. " This guy I've been tracking, he looks like ... he looks like ... him. "
The inflection of her voice let Ena know who she was referring to. It was pointless, they might argue for hours, they may even fight, but Cadi had her ways. She would always win. As she reached for her bag, Ena could feel tears welling up behind her eyes. Rustling it open she dug to the bottom, underneath a few candy bars, and her history book she found what her sister requested. It was gun, too heavy for most people, and almost too big for her hand.
"You be careful."
Cadi anxiously swiped the gun away from her sister, with a terribly disconcerting smile on her face. "Yeah, yeah, I know, family heirloom, only gift from your mom, I know, I know. "
Ena touched Cadi's arm, taking her focus away from the firearm. " No Cadi, I mean you. I saw your hand. I didn't think anything was fast enough to hurt you, and then you call me and tell me to bring this? I'm scared for you Cadi. You're the only family I have left!"
The desperation was dripping from her sister's voice. Cadi was moderately touched. " I was careless, I mean jeeze, that's half the fun though, you know? Thrill of the fight and all that? Oh wait, I forgot, you don't like to fight, so no, you don't know. Ok, so what's the deal with magic gun here? Never runs out of bullets or something?"
Ena blinked, she just couldn't make her sister listen anymore. It was like she was losing her, the only living link to her past. "Um, yeah." She choked out, " won't run out of ammo, the bullets pierce anything, it's been enchanted or something."
"Well, that sounds positively neat." Cadi peered a bit closer at the gun, "Looks like me and.. 'Ebony and Ivory' are going to have a long night."
"Don't get to attached, you still have give it back."
Cadi looked at her sister quizzically, "Hey I didn't name it. I certainly didn't name it stupid mcstupid name."
"What are you talking about?" Ena's voice was beginning to betray how exasperated she was.
Cadi's eye's widened. "Right here, 'Ebony and Ivory.' Already named. Oh! " she perked up, "Maybe this is just... Ebony.... and there's another one somewhere! Wouldn't that be sweet?"
Ena grabbed her sister's hand, since she hadn't actually handed back the gun to let her look at it. And sure enough, right on the side it was printed. "Ebony & Ivory'.
"I guess I never looked at it really." That was a lie, she had held that gun ever since she found it.
"Well whatever. See ya' Thena'." With that Ena watched her sister jump from the one of the building's ajar windows. She wasn't sure when it had started, but touching her cheek she realized she was crying. Her sister's life was a perpetual suicide mission. More importantly she wasn't sure how long she could keep caring if Cadi kept acting like that.
Athena stared blankly out the window.
"Be safe Arcadia."
- Don't own Devil May Cry- don't sue me, I just spent all my money on so diet iced tea. Mmmm... that's "BRISK" baby. (No, it's not, I'm sorry for falsely stating it was)
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'Three doors to the left?' she asked herself. Sighing she tried it, and got lucky. All the abandoned buildings looked the same in this part of town. But upon having to shove open the door due to built up pizza boxes and several half drank 2 liters of "Diet Pepsi", she knew her sister must be in this one.
The girl sagged and dropped to the floor. Both parties seemed to sigh a little bit. The floor was old, and Ena, well Ena was just exhausted. Sadly, it was only after she hit the floor that Ena realized about 90% of what she thought was carpet turned out to be dust.
"Mother fucker..." She whispered, but didn't bother to get up. The damage was done, she'd defiantly have to wash her uniform tonight.
"Pray tell, is my beautiful sister home?" An overly sweet voice came from what passed for a bathroom.
Ena sighed. "Why does this shit hole have to be your home? You make enough to get an actual apartment you know." Ena paused, "And what in the hell is that smell? Did you dye your hair again?"
"Oh yeah. This crap is like 10 for a dollar! Besides, for reasons beyond me, the plumbing still works here, so I'm all about staying. Free is free." As if to illustrate her point she turned on and off the faucet.
Ena peered a glance at her own hair, which was must nicer than her sisters if she had to compare. Sadly though, they were both basically the same. Except Ena never let her roots show. Score one for her. And her's stayed in longer than a day. Score two. The floor creeks and continuos humming of what Ena guessed was the "Buffy" theme signaled her sister was out of the bathroom, and by the pace of it, seemed to be in a hurry.
"You know, all that one wash dye is probably screwing up your hair."
She heard a chuckle. "Ena, honey-muffin, hair is already dead. I don't really care. Hell, I might even let it go back to natural, you know? I mean, we just dyed it for school."
There weren't any lights in the building, since of course there was no electricity, but Ena didn't need them. She saw the girl just fine. She looked to be prancing merrily in the darkest bit the room, past some dusty old cubicals. "Is that a new coat?" Ena whispered, rubbing her temples.
"Dust in here giving you a headache?" She called out, being needlessly loud. Ena could have heard her drop a pin from that distance. Her sister came skipping over quite quickly to kneel by her side.
"Poor baby, " She breathed giving Ena a little kiss on the forehead.
Ena just swatted at her. "What is with you? Do you have a date or something?"
She smiled. "Oh yeah, I didn't tell you?"
Ena gasped. "No way, you're joking right? "
Her smile got wider. "A date with... destiny!" At that she sprang up giggling.
"Jesus." Ena sighed. "Don't tell me your going after that one jerk ag-"
Her sister's drastic change in expression cut her off. "Yes, I am Ena. This is how I bide my time now. Alright? If I can't go home I'm going to make sure other people like us are alive enough to make it to their homes. " Apparently Ena had said the wrong thing.
At that Ena got up, annoyed. "Don't play the martyr here, you left home. Mom's worried sick and you won't even let me tell her you're ok. It's not my fault you decided to pick a fight with the demon world."
There was very little light by the door to the office room, even though several windows had been propped open. But more than enough for each sister to see the dust floating in the air between them, wisping around their every movement.
"You're right." She lowered her voice, "But I've dug my own hole, no reason to drag those nice people in with me. Now, did you bring it?"
"You know everyone at school was asking about you today." Ena tried.
"Is that so? Who?"
She waited a beat to long, her sister could smell lies and half truths. " Well May-"
"No, no she didn't. She's your friend, I've met her like once. I didn't have any friends at school Ena. Stop trying to get me to come back home, it just annoys me. And if we're done with that I'll ask you again, did you bring it?
Ena paused. "Cadi... "
"No Athena!" Given names were always a bad sign. " This guy I've been tracking, he looks like ... he looks like ... him. "
The inflection of her voice let Ena know who she was referring to. It was pointless, they might argue for hours, they may even fight, but Cadi had her ways. She would always win. As she reached for her bag, Ena could feel tears welling up behind her eyes. Rustling it open she dug to the bottom, underneath a few candy bars, and her history book she found what her sister requested. It was gun, too heavy for most people, and almost too big for her hand.
"You be careful."
Cadi anxiously swiped the gun away from her sister, with a terribly disconcerting smile on her face. "Yeah, yeah, I know, family heirloom, only gift from your mom, I know, I know. "
Ena touched Cadi's arm, taking her focus away from the firearm. " No Cadi, I mean you. I saw your hand. I didn't think anything was fast enough to hurt you, and then you call me and tell me to bring this? I'm scared for you Cadi. You're the only family I have left!"
The desperation was dripping from her sister's voice. Cadi was moderately touched. " I was careless, I mean jeeze, that's half the fun though, you know? Thrill of the fight and all that? Oh wait, I forgot, you don't like to fight, so no, you don't know. Ok, so what's the deal with magic gun here? Never runs out of bullets or something?"
Ena blinked, she just couldn't make her sister listen anymore. It was like she was losing her, the only living link to her past. "Um, yeah." She choked out, " won't run out of ammo, the bullets pierce anything, it's been enchanted or something."
"Well, that sounds positively neat." Cadi peered a bit closer at the gun, "Looks like me and.. 'Ebony and Ivory' are going to have a long night."
"Don't get to attached, you still have give it back."
Cadi looked at her sister quizzically, "Hey I didn't name it. I certainly didn't name it stupid mcstupid name."
"What are you talking about?" Ena's voice was beginning to betray how exasperated she was.
Cadi's eye's widened. "Right here, 'Ebony and Ivory.' Already named. Oh! " she perked up, "Maybe this is just... Ebony.... and there's another one somewhere! Wouldn't that be sweet?"
Ena grabbed her sister's hand, since she hadn't actually handed back the gun to let her look at it. And sure enough, right on the side it was printed. "Ebony & Ivory'.
"I guess I never looked at it really." That was a lie, she had held that gun ever since she found it.
"Well whatever. See ya' Thena'." With that Ena watched her sister jump from the one of the building's ajar windows. She wasn't sure when it had started, but touching her cheek she realized she was crying. Her sister's life was a perpetual suicide mission. More importantly she wasn't sure how long she could keep caring if Cadi kept acting like that.
Athena stared blankly out the window.
"Be safe Arcadia."