Personification Life - Part Deux

[Swith Witherward]

OOC: Night to everyone who went.

"Me?" they demanded again, seeming agitated.

"Big sister, it is me!" said Giovenith cheerfully, smiling broadly as the figure.

"... Oh."

The figure raised their arm and flicked their wrist, causing the ash they were covered in to fly away and scatter elsewhere completely. They were revealed as a medium-height young woman who looked an awful lot like an older Giovenith. They had the same white hair, lavender eyes, and facial structure, the biggest difference being the expression she wore. Whereas the younger Giovenith's was often blissful and far-off, the elder one looked almost cynically in-the-moment.
She was wearing what looked like a mixture between a ball gown and armor.

"It's you." she said, "I suppose you are an alright person to greet me. But who are these people you brought with...?" She looked around at everyone, seeming not liking what she saw.

Swith remained seated. "Very beautiful, the Daughters of Pearlelei," she mused to herself.

Naomi cocked her head. "Hold that thought," she said to NVE. She walked towards the clearing.

[The New Velociraptor Empire]

"Don't laugh. There are 144 combinations of those 12 dimensions that only appear as more. Believe me, there is only twelve of them but may ways to view them." NVE explained. The counter hit eight on the gun.

"Identify yourself." Gretta said.

OOC: Night Bran!

Naomi snorted. "Shoot me," she giggled. "My entire composition comes from Between."

"No, I won't do it. It can destroy your entire being." NVE said.

OOC: Night to everyone who went.

"Me?" they demanded again, seeming agitated.

"Big sister, it is me!" said Giovenith cheerfully, smiling broadly as the figure.

"... Oh."

The figure raised their arm and flicked their wrist, causing the ash they were covered in to fly away and scatter elsewhere completely. They were revealed as a medium-height young woman who looked an awful lot like an older Giovenith. They had the same white hair, lavender eyes, and facial structure, the biggest difference being the expression she wore. Whereas the younger Giovenith's was often blissful and far-off, the elder one looked almost cynically in-the-moment.
She was wearing what looked like a mixture between a ball gown and armor.

"It's you." she said, "I suppose you are an alright person to greet me. But who are these people you brought with...?" She looked around at everyone, seeming not liking what she saw.

"Who are they?" Gretta asked NVE. "I don't know, I don't even know the spawn worm's name." NVE replied.

[Swith Witherward]

"Gioveniths," Naomi whispered back to them. "Sisters."

"Let's not all be rude," Swith muttered.

She stood up. "Daughter of Pearlelei, welcome," she said kindly. "We are honored by your visited but concerned with its nature. Is there a pressing need that would require such a good being to travel so far?"

[The New Velociraptor Empire]

"Gioveniths," Naomi whispered back to them. "Sisters."

"How do you know that?" NVE asked. "This only raises more questions." Gretta said.

[Swith Witherward]

"Gioveniths," Naomi whispered back to them. "Sisters."

"How do you know that?" NVE asked. "This only raises more questions." Gretta said.

"Because the girl's name is Giovenith, and that looks like it could be her sister. They're daughters of a creation goddess," Naomi explained, still hanging back a way to avoid any sudden, painful brutality the being might dish out.

[Monfrox]

The Trio didn't dare raise their weapons, nor did they speak. Though the rest of the group couldn't see through their helmet's blank expression that seemed to say 'I'm on duty, I've got no time for whatever you're doing', they were in awe. The User and Demon both stepped up until the three were standing in a line.

[Giovenith]

"I do not like the words the reptiles use," said the older Giovenith. "They sneer when they have nothing to sneer about."

"They have their reasons, that is their way my dear," replied the younger, in a calming tone. "There is no need for harsh feelings."

"No need?" she inquired, lowering her head and narrowing her eyes. This made the younger one shrink down a bit. "... I suppose, yes. No need. There are many like that."

She walked down the slope a bit, boots kicking the ash into little clouds, and stopped at her sister. They were probably about two heads apart in height, and the elder's air gave off significant more cosmic power than the younger. "And have you come to me prepared?"

"As best I could. I do have a home...."

"What kind of home?"

[Tiltjuice]

Back in the apartment complex, Cuisine blinked. He seemed to have lost time again, just like in Las Vegas. Looking around, he saw his chef's hat hanging from a ceiling fan blade.

Ceiling fan blade? I don't have a ceiling fan. He frowned.

A familiar-looking cartoonish-radioactive-green magical bunny emerged from the hat, pushing itself and the hat off. It made a clinking noise, much like the sound of several coins hitting each other.

"Sure," Cuisine said, looking through the big 7-foot-five holes in the walls. "I don't think anyone's here to stop you. Go, do what you will, Alec."

The rabbit twitched its nose, then bounded away. Shredding noises ensued as it began ripping at the Sheetrock.

[Swith Witherward]

Naomi stepped in front of NVE and pushed him back a bit with her own backside. Swith said nothing more, not since her initial greeting. A wry smile played at her lips.

[The New Velociraptor Empire]

"How do you know that?" NVE asked. "This only raises more questions." Gretta said.

"Because the girl's name is Giovenith, and that looks like it could be her sister. They're daughters of a creation goddess," Naomi explained, still hanging back a way to avoid any sudden, painful brutality the being might dish out.

"Finally some answers I don't have to steal from files." NVE said.

"I do not like the words the reptiles use," said the older Giovenith. "They sneer when they have nothing to sneer about."

"They have their reasons, that is their way my dear," replied the younger, in a calming tone. "There is no need for harsh feelings."

"No need?" she inquired, lowering her head and narrowing her eyes. This made the younger one shrink down a bit. "... I suppose, yes. No need. There are many like that."

She walked down the slope a bit, boots kicking the ash into little clouds, and stopped at her sister. They were probably about two heads apart in height, and the elder's air gave off significant more cosmic power than the younger. "And have you come to me prepared?"

"As best I could. I do have a home...."

"What kind of home?"

"And just how do you know about our sneering?" Gretta said in a displeased tone.

[Swith Witherward]

"Because the girl's name is Giovenith, and that looks like it could be her sister. They're daughters of a creation goddess," Naomi explained, still hanging back a way to avoid any sudden, painful brutality the being might dish out.

"Finally some answers I don't have to steal from files." NVE said.

"I do not like the words the reptiles use," said the older Giovenith. "They sneer when they have nothing to sneer about."

"They have their reasons, that is their way my dear," replied the younger, in a calming tone. "There is no need for harsh feelings."

"No need?" she inquired, lowering her head and narrowing her eyes. This made the younger one shrink down a bit. "... I suppose, yes. No need. There are many like that."

She walked down the slope a bit, boots kicking the ash into little clouds, and stopped at her sister. They were probably about two heads apart in height, and the elder's air gave off significant more cosmic power than the younger. "And have you come to me prepared?"

"As best I could. I do have a home...."

"What kind of home?"

"And just how do you know about our sneering?" Gretta said in a displeased tone.

Naomi decided it was best to not be in the direct path of wrath. She stepped to the side, uttering only "when science fails, gods still flourish," before discretely backing away.

"Hush, Naomi," Swith said in a tone that wasn't to be argued with.

[Swith Witherward]

"Daughter of Pearlelei, I ask you again, what causes a good being to travel so far?" Swith stated kindly.

[Giovenith]

"It is obvious in the way you speak," she answered simply to NVE and Gretta. "Over time, the voice gains a face to it. Your's is most condescending. But that doesn't really matter, what matter is just who you people are..." She stood a little straighter.

"These are my friends!" young Giovenith butted in, "I live with them!"

"And they have not slaughtered you?"

"Why would they do that?!"

"You are the type who becomes annoying after a while to the short-fused individual."

"Well I am treated well..."

"Then bring me to this home of yours," she checked a crack in the arm portion of her armor. "I need to repair myself."

"Daughter of Pearlelei, I ask you again, what causes a good being to travel so far?" Swith stated kindly.

"Mother has ordered me to... "take a break"," she said the words with contempt.

[Monfrox]

The Zone looked to the User, and then to the Demon. They seemed invisible to Giov's supposed sister, so they counted themselves lucky that she hadn't gotten around to being cynical about them. So, with that in mind, they turned and started walking back towards the apartment building. It was getting late so they instinctively turned on the night vision setting on their helmets.

[Swith Witherward]

"Then take a break and heal," Swith responded gently, "however were it not for your sister, your reception would have been far less than it is. She has been an excellent emissary to other pantheons and her love and loyalty to your mother have impressed us. Indeed, we take joy in re-knowing your mother through this child's goodness. We still remember her songs. We still hold Pearlelei's creation dear." She held out her hand and offered a single, small orb. From it echoed Pearlelei's song. "We still respect her work."

Swith sighed. The older girl held the same attitude displayed by its own eldest brother... isolated from mortal beings, he had all but forgotten how to take joy in their antics. It was never fond of formalities and not one to indulge in them. However, it was more than happy to remain neutral towards Pearlelei's child for the sake of respect towards and neutrality with Pearlelei herself.

"You will find kindness in Giovenith's home, but much chaos within the building." It folded the fabric of the universe in on itself and returned to the helicopter.

"I suppose she'll want a ride," Swith told Bran. "As we are currently at twelve, I will return in my own way. Do not draw her wrath." She placed a small bead in his palm, much like at the pizza shop, and held his fingers until it dissolved.

[Giovenith]

"Then take a break and heal," Swith responded gently, "however were it not for your sister, your reception would have been far less than it is. She has been an excellent emissary to other pantheons and her love and loyalty to your mother have impressed us. Indeed, we take joy in re-knowing your mother through this child's goodness. We still remember her songs. We still hold Pearlelei's creation dear." She held out her hand and offered a single, small orb. From it echoed Pearlelei's song. "We still respect her work."

Swith sighed. The older girl held the same attitude displayed by its own eldest brother... isolated from mortal beings, he had all but forgotten how to take joy in their antics. It was never fond of formalities and not one to indulge in them. However, it was more than happy to remain neutral towards Pearlelei's child for the sake of respect towards and neutrality with Pearlelei herself.

"You will find kindness in Giovenith's home, but much chaos within the building." It folded the fabric of the universe in on itself and returned to the helicopter.

"I suppose she'll want a ride," Swith told Bran. "As we are currently at twelve, I will return in my own way. Do not draw her wrath." She placed a small bead in his palm, much like at the pizza shop, and held his fingers until it dissolved.

The younger Giovenith smiled at the compliments.

"I suppose she has been competent enough," said the elder. "She hasn't been destroyed thus far, and she has not screwed up mother's agenda. Good job little one. And thank you Most High, for I feel that you are one. What do they call you?"

[Swith Witherward]

Swith looked back and smiled. "I am called Swith here," she replied, turning around to face the elder girl. "My true name is not spoken in this dimension although your sister knows it." She looked at the younger and gave her a reassuring nod. "Truly, this young woman brings delight to many hearts. It is an honor to have her in this world, and an honor to have you here also. Welcome. What shall we call you?"

[Giovenith]

Swith looked back and smiled. "I am called Swith here," she replied, turning around to face the elder girl. "My true name is not spoken in this dimension although your sister knows it." She looked at the younger and gave her a reassuring nod. "Truly, this young woman brings delight to many hearts. It is an honor to have her in this world, and an honor to have you here also. Welcome. What shall we call you?"

"Technically, my name is Giovenith as well. But for the sake of avoiding confusion, you may call me Aeritha."

[Monfrox]

"Three.....two.....one..." The front door to the apartment burst open and the Trio took up firing positions. Once clear, they relaxed. They were always on alert in case anyone tried to get the drop on them. Satisfied, they looked back to Giov and then walked into their rooms. What she was doing was her business and not their's.

[Swith Witherward]

"Aeritha," Swith said. "God's blossom in my native tongue although I don't know the meaning in your own. Come, let's dispense with all the formal pleasantries, if you don't mind." She chuckled. "I was never very fond of them, to be truthful."

She returned to Aeritha and Giovenith, normal old Swith, playful smile and husky voice. "Long journeys really should end with rest and food. There is a human on that machine back there who has mastered this earth delicacy known as the waffle. Come along and we'll see if we can't coax him into making one for you, if you're hungry. The building inhabitants... house mates... really aren't a bad group. I'm fond of most of them."

"And you," she said to Giovenith. "Had I known your own sister was coming, I would have thrown a good feast in her honor." She hugged Giovenith tightly, laughing at her whimsey way of handling everything.

"Please, follow me," she told the pair. "We'll round up the others and go home."

[Monfrox]

Feeling that maybe they should at least be a little more polite to Giov and her sister, along with Swith, the trio met up outside their rooms and the hallway and agreed on what to do. They walked down to the front door and stood along the left side in a line. They stood at a relaxed posture as they waited for them to walk in.

[Giovenith]

"Aeritha," Swith said. "God's blossom in my native tongue although I don't know the meaning in your own. Come, let's dispense with all the formal pleasantries, if you don't mind." She chuckled. "I was never very fond of them, to be truthful."

She returned to Aeritha and Giovenith, normal old Swith, playful smile and husky voice. "Long journeys really should end with rest and food. There is a human on that machine back there who has mastered this earth delicacy known as the waffle. Come along and we'll see if we can't coax him into making one for you, if you're hungry. The building inhabitants... house mates... really aren't a bad group. I'm fond of most of them."

"And you," she said to Giovenith. "Had I known your own sister was coming, I would have thrown a good feast in her honor." She hugged Giovenith tightly, laughing at her whimsey way of handling everything.

"Please, follow me," she told the pair. "We'll round up the others and go home."

"Thank you, that sounds nice," said Aeritha.

Feeling that maybe they should at least be a little more polite to Giov and her sister, along with Swith, the trio met up outside their rooms and the hallway and agreed on what to do. They walked down to the front door and stood along the left side in a line. They stood at a relaxed posture as they waited for them to walk in.

"What cha doing?" asked Belphegor, who was standing by in the stairway.

[Monfrox]

The trio glanced over at Belphegor before looking out the window. They were silent as they routinely checked over their weapons and made sure they were presentable.

[Giovenith]

The trio glanced over at Belphegor before looking out the window. They were silent as they routinely checked over their weapons and made sure they were presentable.

Soon everyone arrived through the door.

"Ladies wolf!" cheered Giovenith. "We're home! And we have my sister!"

[Monfrox]

The Trio of Stalkers immediately stood up straight and clicked their heels together at the position of attention. Then, they grabbed their rifles up and moved them across to their shoulders in a military sign of respect.