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Monday, August 23, 2004
"You surely must be joking..." rasped the shape shifter, looking down at the basin of water that loomed under her with contents that seemed to be either liquid or gas looming out from it's edges and sides. The girl had been leaning over it for what seemed to be hours, her purple hair always drifting into it and then to be pulled back out to find that the contents had seemed to clean the dirt from it unlike normal water. Alice didn't trust herself to touch what was in the basin, slightly nervous that Abigalle was looking over the basin herself at Alice, her eyes holding a gleam that Gabriel seemed to take notice of once pouring several more herbs into the basin, watching it spit out a cloud of silver smoke with a blue vapor following after it. This was an idea of Abigalle's, an idea that made the shape shifter wonder if she could trust this woman. The room still had the cold aroma filling in it and the darkness still loomed around them except for a candle that shone brightly beside Gabriel who sat in an arm chair, his legs slightly crossed with his head leaning against his arm.
This woman wanted Alice to submerge herself into a basin not even a fourth of her size. It seemed completely stupid when the shape shifter slid her hand in the contents to find that the basin stood as high as a pen. Surely Clarissa never meant to allow such a mental case into the school, yet Themrus was mostly right. The godfather of Alice seemed not to worry about Abigalle's plan, allowing the woman to continue dropping more herbs into the basin along with the rest of the contents. Finally the strange liquid shifted into a very soothing lilac with a new warmth filling the room. It gave off enough light to see that Abigalle was in much clothing except for jeans and a thin tee. There was absolutely no way that Alice would be submerge into the basin. Then again, how?
"I am not. Gabriel, when I told you to find someone to occupy I didn't say pick an idiot..." murmed Abigalle, watching the dismissing look on Gabriel's face and then gave the man a seductive smile, whispering, "You still remember us, don't you-"
"Abigalle! When I meant fix this, I meant now, not in a century!" hissed Gabriel, slightly rising from his chair and then patted Alice on the shoulder with comfort. "You're probally wondering how this is going to work, am I correct? Well, Abigalle will be explaining that to you since she's the expert here who is freezing like an ice cube."
"You stay in the North Pole for several months and come back, we'll see who will be admiring who once you come back. It's a nice treat really...ice cones, glacier slides, and-Oh! Don't give me that look Gabriel! Allow me to enjoy myself while fixing this godchild of yours!" sneered Abigalle, now throwing in several colored pebbles into the stone basin. "Now it's finally brewed enough. Alright Alice, all you have to do is concentrate on the basin and keep on concentrating until you're submerged. After that you should be cleaned!"
"Just stare at this?" asked Alice, beginning to concentrate on the basin. She had already noticed that there was ruins scratched into it's surface with mess. Alice knew that if she had paid more attention in Ulthar's class she might be able to recognize these yet she dismissed them, counting the waves of contents that poored out from the basin. Slowly sound began to fail from her. It began to grow silent and just when Abigalle said, "...see Gabriel? It's working perfectly!" air was knocked out from her lungs as water filled her mouth. Her hands had tried to slip out from the water, feeling herself breath it in and spit it back out. There was water all around her, filling her lungs and ears. Light shone through the water from above, something that Alice had tried to reach for before falling deeper into the water.
"Dammit! Are you trying to kill her!? Alice! Alice!!" It was as if a bubble had just popped loudly, the water leaving from Alice. Two hands were now shaking her wildly. Alice then hurled forward the water spilling from her mouth as she coughed, her frame of her body shaking wildly. Yet Alice didn't take account of the wings missing, the red hair shining brillantly in the water while her skin was the normal tint of peach. Abigalle seemed slightly surprised with herself, staring back at the basin while she rubbed her red chin thoughtfully. Gabriel hadn't took account of Alice's ressamblence of human either, already carrying her out of the door while yelling, "Next time we're finding Clarissa!"
Posted at 07:26 am by Winged-Horror
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