Fakiru Week 2017
Day 6 - Change
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This was something of a change of music for our protagonists. From soft ballet to something… a little more hard as rock.
Fakir stared dumbly. That's all he could do, really, in this situation. He supposed it makes sense. Given the rest of his life and the circumstances which had brought him to this current situation, he supposed that this could make sense.
The little, yellow bird with big blue eyes in front of him twirled on her webbed toes and from that duck form, she became human. A very naked and freckled human who was stick thin with strawberry blonde hair whom he knew as something of an enemy to his goals but a human nonetheless.
'I summon my Stand, PRINCESS TUTU.' Ahiru announced and from her body, an elegant vision of her soul protruded from within her.
PRINCESS TUTU was a humanoid Stand with translucent skin and seemed to wear clothes. It was hard to tell with Stands. Either way, some sort of tule-like fabric was draped over it in effervescent and glittery decals; akin to something a ballerina would wear. It was a gorgeous vision. Somewhat thin in arms and legs; every long legs. It had alien, unearthly eyes that bore into Fakir as though it could see his soul.
Ahiru lifted her hand and her Stand accepted it with a gracious bow. Ahiru was tugged along into a dance and her Stand warped. Ahiru almost transformed into a completely different person; it was like her Stand was superimposed onto her own body but Fakir could see it; where the illusion didn't match the reality. He could see echoes of yellow feathers in Ahiru's movements and sometimes, it would appear as though she had three sets of eyes down her face. It was only for a moment.
At least she was no longer naked, he consolidated herself. He breathed deep.
'Stand Users are attracted to each other, being a duck, this must be very new to you.' Fakir explained.
'I honestly thought it was magic… Does that mean… Mytho, is he…? A Stand User?' Ahiru asked.
'No but he can see Stands. I think he might've once but…' Fakir muttered.
'What about Rue?'
'Yeah, she's a Stand User too. I've never seen her summon hers, though. I think it might be the type which can be seen by anyone.'
'Oh.'
'So, using PRINCESS TUTU what are you capable of? Whether I like it or not, we seem to be bound to each other and we have the same goal.'
'PRINCESS TUTU allows me to take human form and I can use her ghostliness to enhance my dancing and from that, I am able to influence people's emotions.' Ahiru smiled and she extended her hand to Fakir but Fair could see PRINCESS TUTU's hand glove Ahriu's and her spectrality was unnerving.
'No thanks. I don't particularly want you messing with my head.'
'That's okay… Oh, can I see your Stand now too?' Ahiru asked, a touch excited. She bounced on her toes, the pond around her rippling.
'My Stand isn't too interesting.' Fakir replied, unable to meet Ahiru's eyes.
'I think they're fascinating. Please, you said it yourself, we have the same goal and we're bound to each other. I explained my abilities, it's only fair I know yours.' Ahiru huffed.
'Fine.' Fakir took a breath. 'LOHENGRIN!'
Fakir raised his hand and a sword manifested in his hand. It was gorgeous sword of silver with swan-like detailing on the hilt. He wielded it smoothly and in the wake, it rustled like the pages of a book.
'Anyone struck by my sword will bleed ink, their skin will turn to paper. Repeated strikings and it's not a very pretty death.' Fakir replied.
'...Wow.' Ahiru said, slightly chilled to the bone. 'I hope, we are able to fight well together though.'
'A failure knight and a failure princess… I think we'll get along just fine so long as you keep out of my way.'
