Re: Journey to the Center of the Dome (Hito and Ciro graduation)
As swiftly as her concerns came, so too did they take flight from the addled half-breed’s mind as the changed Joker hauled her over his shoulder. Finding her protests falling upon deaf ears, she resigned herself to the fact that the flying cow, in all it’s majesty, would fall from the warm sky and hit the cold ground below.
A new wave of blissful peace rolled over her as they descended the winding stairs, the noxious gas slowly thinning out the further on they went. None of that mattered to Aleena, considering a new illusion had taken hold of her. Gone were the rolling fields of strawberries, now replaced with endless sky. Since the cow died she, apparently, took on its roll. Soaring through the azure blue sky, all negative thoughts fell to the wayside.
“Wee~!” She said giddily. “I’m flyyyyying!” A broad grin plastered itself on her face, lifting her head and limbs, still resting on Joker’s shoulder. Giggling loudly, she began to flap her arms, trying to imitate a bird in flight, taking no care to avoid Joker’s head.
“Milady,” started Joker, in between exclamations of pain. “Please stop hitting me, or so help me…” Slapping himself, the addled half demon giggled again, this time at his antics.
“Why you slap yourself?” Aleena started. “You’re silly and dwessed funny tooo~!”
Despite his cool look, the half demon returned to her happy place amongst the kitten-shaped clouds, her body falling limp on Joker’s shoulder. The sensation of flying kept a hold over her mind, envisioning herself as a shooting start, rocketing toward the earth. Along the way, she happily gobbled down on the smaller meteors and space debris, filling her stomach so she would bounce on impact.
However, impact never came, for at the last second of her free fall she pulled herself out of the dive, flying toward the wild and untamed sky once more. Lakes became nothing more then puddles to her, and oceans naught more then giant bathtubs. For the first time in years, Aleena felt like she could do anything, go anywhere, and be anything.
Lost in the bliss, the young half demon began to sing to herself, although her serenade penetrated her partner’s ears just as easily. “I am he as you are he as you are me and we are all together. See how they run like pigs from a gun, see how they fly. I’m crying…” Aleena sung gleefully, obviously too displaced from reality to notice she actually sung.
In her addled mind, she could see her words escape from her mouth, flying with her and encircling her like children do to their parents. Feelings of comfort and joy surrounded her, causing her to lust for the positive feelings to stay with her for all eternity. Never again did she want to go back to being angry and distant towards people, for it didn’t help in the friendship department.
Meanwhile, in the real world her body hung limp on the shoulder of a Dream Weaver, running down the tight, narrow staircase towards an eluding speck of light far below. A look of extreme concentration etched itself on his face, so intent on reaching the bottom of the spiral stairs that he did not notice the unusual amounts of drool coming from the demons’ mouth.
“Finally!” Joker shouted as they exited the dark staircase. “At last, we have emerged from the treacherous gas. Are you okay, Milady?” Looking down, only then did he see how much she drooled on his clothes. Shouting in distress, he pulled her off his shoulder and onto the green grass. “Wait a minute,” he spoke. “We’re underground…”
Turing away from the stone wall, the addled jester found a beautiful, puzzling, and intriguing sight all rolled into one. In fact, he could not help but allow his jaw to drop at the sheer might of the images reaching his tired, still adjusting eyes. I wonder what his problem is? Aleena thought dreamily as visions of reality came back, although the bliss refused to leave.
Last edited by Ciroton; 03-12-2008 at 07:37 PM.