Elara Nirvana
Reality...
It was obvious that Elara didnât really notice the small awkwardness between her and Nezzy. She always thought that she is nice â well, that counts for mostly everyone though â and honestly, she liked her laugh. She liked creepy things â craps, which arenât normal â well, something like that. So she smiled. âI am very okay,â she said while volunteer showed her arms, but on that point, Nezzy already grabbed for it and took a very critical glance on her white skin. âOkayâ â another word that made her proud. Sheâd never heard about it until meeting other humans. Words like that was from the start something that her parents never taught her, they always used 'correct' words. However, she missed the point. She was not only âokayâ, but she was overly happy. Though it was obvious seeing her never ending grin, just trying to verify things.
âSee? I am okay, Nezzy. It was very entertaining, first time seeing Shadders! I donât think they were scary thoughâŠ,â she added while peaking to Micah, who didnât say anything what made her wonder. Suddenly she heard unfamiliar voices from far away, what was also the time when she finally noticed the other group consist of those 3 male creatures with unusual hair colour. Pink and white â something that she didnât found awkward though, having Nezzy and Lucy around.
âBooksâ?
That word made her listen closely. Where? There is a library? Elara loved books; generally, she loved to read, finding out many different things, though that made her not able to difference reality and fantasy. Well, not like itâs something that one should be able to in this kind of world. It was only as Nezzy pointed it out, that it should be somekind of an invitation. Elara respected Nezzy for realising that. With only two words, she understood! Nezzy is really someone âsharpâ. âLetâs go⊠Letâs go⊠!,â Her small voice was pumped up with determination. Not having any time to wonder about her averting her eyes, she went ahead her brain like always and wanted to just go ahead and follow those 3 ahead as she noticed the grab of Nezzy was so tight, that she had to drag Nezzy with her â something she isnât able to, obviously, so she stopped.
That was the time when she heard the anonymous yell from high above â and then she saw it. A flickering red above the roof of a building which threatening aura already could be sensed from far away. âFire? Flame? Dancing Red?,â She muttered simply staring above, forgetting the warning to run. You could say that she was overwhelmed by the beauty of the red danger, as if wanting to grab for her and just took her inside, burning her into ashes. Honestly, she was pleased with that imagination thinking of her curiosity and her lack of experience in the real world. She was indeed aware of the dangers and hell, it couldnât be the first time she saw a flame, how could they survive out here without having made a fire?, however, a fire in that amount was new. And that made her pupils dance with the melody of the dancing flames.
A familiar yell from a pink haired boy ended her trance and made her eyes concentrated on him. He stood not far away from them, a place that should be safe from the fire. Something that Elara wonât like, although it was Lucien. However, seeing Micah leading the way, she followed obediently nonetheless. Not forgetting to steal one last glance to the beautiful ocean of fire up there.
âLucy!,â Elara squeaked as she spent him a smile. Although her disappointment was indeed very big, she couldnât help to be pleased seeing his appearance. Somehow, it made her secure. Not having a time to hug him because of Micah, she let her eyes wander around the room where she was in. So many people â she recognized those three boys again, only one girl was unfamiliar. Wasnât she the girl. âFire girl?,â she asked with her slow and small voice beside Nezzy, which was almost not heard. So it would be likely for her not to hear her small question, which wasnât really a question. She knew it was her and she liked her on the spot, not only because of her sighting her near the fire, also because her skin colour was difference. And as always, Elara really appreciated differences.
Micah was an admirable person, thatâs for sure. He always knew to handle a situation; although this time certain people in the room seem not to be as pleased as her hearing his somekind of orders. She followed him, obviously. âLucy, is that your family?,â It was an obvious question that someone like Elara should come up with seeing their familiar hair. Pink and Pink. âYou both look familiar,â she explained well, if she saw only the hair. To make it even more clear, she pointed at the other pink haired boy there, who doesnât really seem very happy with the whole situation. Something that Elara questioned.
Little was Elaraâs worry about the whole âsituationâ. Honestly, she didnât really think that they were in trouble. In the contrary, she was very happy having seen shadders and fire in such an amount for the first time of her life. Two things which could take ones life â a fact that she didnât really understand yet.
However, seeing Micah suddenly collapse, she actually felt a slight hear attack. âNezzyâŠ. Lucy⊠What is with Micah?,â she asked worried as she kneeled down as the other pink haired boy whose expression was pretty much annoyed. The words that he spoke was like a blade going through her small heart. âSomeone like you⊠should be called ânutsâ⊠and âirresponsibleâ. Youâre⊠definitely nothing like Lucy,â She said slightly raising her usual small voice. It was like always spoken in a slow pace, however, clear enough to hear and understand even for an idiot. It was definitely not and option to leave this man â it was an event that is unlikely to happen, having Nezzy and Lucy in this room.
Her eyes averted to the girl who is checking up Micah. The smile came back on her face. âHe needs water, right?,â she asked as she took her small bottle of water and carelessly poured all of it above Micahâs face in the naĂŻve thought of waking him up. Well, from the start, she doesnât really think much at what she is doing.
Being releaved having done anything she could and being verified that it was nothing to be worried about by the girl from before she introduced herself: âElara⊠and you, Black Miss?,â It was something that didnât meant to be an insult, Elara never had such black thoughts. She only say what she saw, and well, she saw her dark skin what was probably something the one notice the first seeing the female human in front of her.
âMicah,â She pointed to the brown haired guy in front as a sharp eye went into the direction of the boy who made felt dislike for the first time. âSomeone who looks front and always ahead, having a flower grow out of his heart, with a black- blue touch and interesting words!,â It should be a praise and something like an introduction of his interesting traits and personality, though it is explained with her somehow artistic and unusual adjectives. âRight, Right?,â To make her words give out even more impact to the people, she stared to the other two persons in the room who knew him. A stare that could only be satisfied with a strong and clear âyou betâ or something like that.
Then her attention went to the guy who just intoduced himself. Raven. Like the beautiful black bird. "I don't think that... it's a bad name. Black is.. a beautiful colour..., why did you change it... and how?," Her eyes grow bigger, showing her true wonder. Elara couldn't help to think that this boy is unusual -- and that made her somehow happy.
Basically, she didn't really hate the situation knowing that Micah isn't going to die or something.