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|| Flaws || Bastille ||
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Cress blinked, the Rubble Tier? So she really did live here... It was curious how she thought Cress seemed to belong here as well. "Um, yeah of course." She said in response, wondering just where in the heck she was. This had to be some crazy dream, technology like this didn't exist. That soothed her a bit, yes, she was still home, sound asleep in bed with Ellie right beside her. They stopped and before Cress could jump down, Aya pointed her wrist and pressed something and Cress was floating. "Hey, what are you doing!" She yelped as her body floated and Aya grabbed onto her boot, the good foot, thank goodness.
She was pulled into one such hovel, frowning as Aya commented on her hair. "It's easier this way, not everyone can have long locks you know." She huffed, crossing her arms. Aya released whatever magic she was doing and Cress landed on the bed, groaning in pain as her leg hit the mattress. She tilted her head back, closing her eyes and biting down on her lip while the Doctor did his examination. He pulled out something, at first it just looked like a plain piece of metal, but if anything, Cress had quickly learned not to judge by its exteriors.
"Wait, what are you-" Cress's breathing picked up as the metal squeezed and she screamed, Aya slinking her hand into Cress's grip. "Stop! It hurts! God take it off!" She wailed, she was breathing hard while it did whatever the heck it was doing. Aya tried to distract her in the meantime. "I live in Sierra Nevada, it's in the mountains. We're still in California right?" She asked, praying to whatever they worshiped in this strange place that the answer was yes.
Finally it stopped, the metal contraption released her and Cress felt like she could breath again. She looked down at her leg, wondering what damage that strange thing had caused and blinked, seeing that her leg was righted, no longer bent at a weird angle. "H-how?" She asked, racking her mind as to what city Rubble Tier was, if she had ever heard of such technology existing anywhere on earth.
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|| I'm on Top of the World|| Imagine Dragons ||
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When the Princess got up, Shiro took a step back, keeping a respectable distance between the two. The Princess's manner of speech was exceptional of course, using formal talk that one such would use with a lowly servant. Shiro, of course, maintained her smile and posture, at least, until the Princess stated she had no use for Shiro to prepare things for her. Shiro blinked, her smile falling. "It's my job to serve you," her shoulders slumped just a tiny bit. If she wasn't to help, then what was she to do? Shiro racked her brain, remembering something the Queen said. That the Princess wouldn't be used to living such an amazing life, that she would have to become accustomed to Shiro helping her with everything. Shiro cheered up; yes, she still had a purpose, she was not useless.
"Nee?" Shiro tested it out, rolling the syllables across her tongue. "Yes Pr-Nee." Shiro quickly corrected herself, years of drills pushed into her mind. If this was what the Princess wanted, then it was Shiro's job to see to it. The Princess went on, asking what she said in her dreams. "Pardon, but I don't recall as to whether it was arbitrary or something important, but you said Cress. I can search through the citizen database if you're looking for a certain person?" Of course they kept tabs on everyone, being unregistered was highly illegal and punishable by extreme means.
Shiro shivered, if there were such a person she would certainly feel bad for them. "It's good that you're not sick P-Nee." She was relieved that the princess had sustained no injuries. The Queen was worried about as to what condition the Princess would have been in considering she had just traveled across the universe, but it seemed that she was fine and so Shiro wouldn't worry about that. Shiro followed Nee's gaze to the tapestry on the wall, a picture of Nee on it from when she was younger.
Finally, something Shiro could help with!
"Ooh, you're going to love what I've picked out!" Shiro tried to stem the excitement, but it was nearly impossible. She loved balls and this one especially she had been assisting the Queen with. It was up to Shiro to know exactly what the Princess liked after all, but since she was away, Shiro had mostly gone with instinct. She opened up the doors to the magnificent closet that had rows and rows of clothing. Shiro stepped on a ladder and reached up, grabbing a dress and hoping down. "I picked it to compliment your eyes."
"Is it to your liking?" Shiro asked eagerly, wanting to be praised. "There's shoes and jewelry that go with it of course, if this is what you choose to wear."