This was the time to learn and adapt where she had fallen; earth. Iolanthe was already a curious thing, how she felt her senses rise, the smell, the feeling, and the noises. How it all connected to what she materialized into. Her body was bare, lacked the fabric and apparel that the humans constantly wore.
She stopped where her feet lead to, a dirty pathway of deteriorating beings a presence to which she sensed just in front of her. A short being in raggedy old clothes trying to get past her. It was her tall figure of bareness that had caught the eye of this particular man or woman, their eyes staring blankly at her.
Iolanthe was wondering why or what was happening. Why is there an inferior thing in her way just gawking at her? Her hand quickly rose in front of them and there appeared a glowing sphere of violet. The light was blinding the poor thing. In a blink of an eye, the homeless person froze as their eye sockets were hollowing out as if a black hole was forming in their skull. The body no longer harbored a soul and it was just a shell that fell stiff on the concrete ground. Even though she lingered in a dark alley she could see the many human civilians passing by in the distance of a busy street. They all wore clothing, fabrics placed nicely around the shapes of their bodies. Iolanthe took a glance at the fallen corpse and began to remove the torn wardrobe to fit and cover her form like what the others have done.
The smell didn't bother her but she felt like the clothes were itchy and bothersome. With enough knowledge and comfort to the open public, she understood she was beginning to resemble them although her figure wasn't entirely humanoid as Iolanthe was a form of stellar energy slowly materializing with the Earth's nature.
In the street, she finally stepped into the blazing neon lights that accompanied the many structures of the buildings. Soon enough her wonders lead her to a fast understanding of the human environment. There are so many of them but not as many as the clusters of stars wavering in the void. As she slowly walked through the busy streets where many civilians passed through, All were different shapes and sizes, different facial structures, and different tones. Perhaps some were attractive and some interesting...
A stand displayed various images and booklets of photographs. Women mostly posed with their faces in view. Sometimes with their bodies delicately presented. Iolanthe gripped her hands on one of the machines and gripped it with interested eyes.
"Hey, no browsing!" She swore she heard a voice. After that, silence.
"Get the hell outta here, ass." Then she was met with a harsh shove. Immediately the violet orb in her hand clenched in her supposed fingers and gave the inferior man a tormenting paralysis. He froze but his eyes were widening with dryness and fear. But no one would suspect a thing. Swiftly, Iolanthe took the desirable magazines and walked away with ease and felt a crease raise from her smile yet her eyes were heavily attached to the visuals.
It was the fashion and pretty forms that she could see displayed in the pictures that had attracted her but something else stopped her in her tracks.
A large entrance that had caught her eye; almost as bright as her but it seemed a bit vast for a building. A golden hue filled the room and slowly she approached the entrance. The transparent wall was in her way but she managed to detect it interfering with her path. Eyes rose in curiosity where she was interrupted by someone abruptly shoving her aside just to get into the glass doors. Growling she felt the need to punish this person but began to hear some loud conversing of a squealing tone.
Iolanthe looked over and could see a thin woman resembling in a more dainty form crusading in the darker side of the building with their handheld on the side of their head. Iolanthe watched the woman for a bit before moving away in the street. Shortly after, she decides to follow the woman through the walkway, her eyes fixated on this young thing. Even from far away she kind of resembled one of the models on her precious magazine that led her to this obscure predatory.
So, the woman stopped and entered a smaller establishment with clear windows. Inside was neater but crowded with people sitting near the windows. Iolanthe followed the way in through the transparent barrier but kept her distance as she watched the woman occupy herself by conversing with one of the people on the other side of the counter.
For a bit, the pretty woman took an odd glance behind her as she was beginning to suspect something but seemed like she just brushed the feeling off. The woman held a cup of something in her hand as she quickly rushed out of the door with her eyes fiercely tethered to Iolanthe; a dirty homeless-looking person.
Iolanthe did not feel anything wrong at this point but continued her venture through following the woman, desiring something devious and entertaining once she is to be alone that is.
The pace between them was speeding up but Iolanthe did not quit her attachment to the girl. She turned the corner where the street was starting to lack people all around. Perfect
Iolanthe slowly crept onto the girl as the distance between them was closing in, suddenly she turned around and had the face of frustration.
"Look, I don't have any money to give. Go bother someone else." Her voice had a stir of annoyance but it was obvious she had some fear in her eyes. The woman turned around as Iolanthe suddenly grabbed onto the girl with a sudden force that made her fly into a nearby alleyway. She screamed but stopped from the glow of the violet sphere in Iolanthe's grip. Like darkness rising, Iolanthe examined the frightened girl.
"What even are you?" The girl stared at the entity through the harsh rags and could see a glimmer of a shell slowly materializing into a human and a beast. A ghost of galaxy chaos.
Iolanthe reached over and poked at her face and hair, pinching her nose and lips. Her heartbeat is drifting fast, and slowly, slowly the girl's body was freezing stiffly. The violet orb in her face was glowing brighter and more luminous as its essence was starting to draw the girl's constitution.
Iolanthe took it in like a breath of the fresh air and finally, her body was fully materializing into a pert woman.
Her hands formed and her body was starting to feel the bones and muscles under the flesh. Then she let out a harsh exhale and felt the need to exercise the vocal cords.
"What even are you?" She remembered the last words the girl had said and repeated them through her vocals. Looking up to the sky as the night was still young with liveliness. She dashed through and above the buildings where she reached on top of the roof where she can see the large city right in front of her eyes singing with many delights. With the possibility of many things she enjoyed fooling everyone with every clueless soul in this world and thought of having some fun.
She enjoyed the view as it seemed more fulfilling than anything. Suddenly, she remembered about the crash in the city, now with her head more clear and have it in the human brain of the girl she began to wonder what the humans will do about the rock. It'll disappear in the sun as the shell isn't used to the atmosphere.
Iolanthe stuck to the ledge and say where her feet dangled off the edge of the building.
"Hey, hey you!" A male voice called out suddenly. A man in a uniform approached her and said, "You aren't supposed to be here! Get away from the edge." Iolanthe held a blank stare at the man with no sense of what he's trying to accomplish.
"You... are telling me... Get away from the edge?"
The man looked at her as if she was stupid or something not knowing that she wasn't entirely a human girl, then, he noticed a tail protruding from her behind with a flowing sphere appearing through her palms.
"You look fearful." Then she began to mock him as her hands slowly extended from the violet sphere, energy pulsating from it. With the flick of her wrist, the man began to feel a gravity pull from underneath him, making him float from off the grounds.
The man yelled in utter shock while Iolanthe giggled at the entertaining display of watching a human frail off into the air and the distant traffic down below. The remote screams faded off and she watched as the gravity force around the body disappeared making the impact of the man fall into eternal death. Yet, throughout the pure night, the dark star continued to admire and sink in the feeling of Earth's air in her new cherished body its capacity of learning knowledge.
(Iolanthe - iol(a)-nthe. Origin:Greek. Meaning:violet flower. This is what she is called but it is not her name to call her as.)
