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❝Two lives overlap. Which one do I call real?❞
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|| Secret ~Black Vow~ || Rin/Len (cover by SirHammet) ||
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|| Secret ~Black Vow~ || Rin/Len (cover by SirHammet) ||
Narcia and Ellie were two very different people, and the memories of both inhabited one body. Narcia questioned why she was being so kind to Shiro instead of treating her like the lowlife servant she was. Ellie tried to insist that she was a child, a human, and that everyone deserved to be treated fairly, to not have to live their lives in fear. Narcia countered, arguing that the same system existed on Earth, albeit differently. There were the super rich, and the not-so-rich who worked at their feet, right? And Ellie couldn't find a way to argue back, so she went quiet as Shiro pulled out the underwear.
A garterbelt, Narcia said with pride. The height of formalwear and what one should be proud to have available. Ellie simply stared at it in confusion, and the corset as well, despising how difficult it was going to make breathing. Narcia scoffed internally, berating Ellie for being so un-ladylike, for now realizing that true beauty required sacrifices. "That would be wonderful, thank you." Narcia said graciously, dropping the towel. "I'll leave it to you, then, Shiro."
Once she was dressed and made up, Narcia stood up with the grace of a noblewoman, proud and stunning, feeling perfectly at ease, though Ellie was struggling and clearly wasn't enjoying this whatsoever. Why was beauty so uncomfortable? Back when she made her own clothes at home, she made them pretty but also incredibly easy to wear without all of this fuss and pain. The worst was when Shiro was tightening up the corset - it was yet another prison, one that restricted even her own shape to fit whatever was seen as ideal in Ourania. "You may get dressed now." Narcia said as she prepared to leave the room to talk with her father. "Thank you again for the aid. I'm glad to have you."
Ellie missed home, she missed Earth, she missed hanging around with Cress and impressing her with her technological knowledge, she missed freedom. But this was her destiny, it seemed - this was the path her life was forcing her to take, and no matter what she felt on the matter, this was what she was doomed for, for the rest of her life. Even becoming Queen offered no release because, as Narcia kindly reminded, she would likely be considered 'unfit to rule' due to her time on Earth and be forced to marry and give him all of the political power. There was no way the nobles and the aristocrats would ever agree to removing the caste system.
"Hello, father." Narcia was cold and emotionless as she spoke, and there was no kindness from her father. "Had you been born a man, quelling the rebellion would've been easier." He said, voice soft but words hard and biting. "We wouldn't have had to send you away, since you'd have been able to fight." He stood to his full height, tall and intimidating. "Do not embarrass yourself with your silly earthly sensibilities. You are the Princess of Ourania and you are to act as such."
"Yes, father." Ellie said, not surprised in the least that there was no kindness at all.
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❝I don't know to fix me. Is there something wrong?❞
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Aya stared at the strange packet. So these things are like those tall weird things? That was weird, it didn't make sense. The only food most people not in the upper tiers were allowed to have was the food that she knew and recognized - the synthesized paste tubes. Sure, she had seen rich food, magic food before but she had no idea how it was created, nor did she ever feel the need to ask. "This doesn't look like those things at all." The girl said suspiciously. "These are so small, Cress, don't be silly."
So when Serpina explained to the girls about hydroponic gardens and artificial soil blah blah blah it didn't make sense and Aya didn't really care, either. It was rich people magic, that was all she cared about! She was impressed that Cress knew how to talk like the pigs up top, with those fancy flowery words. Aya could too, if she wanted - but she hated it and liked talking how she normally did. Wasn't that for the best?
"Food for Rubbles comes from tubes." Aya pouted, and Serpina looked displeased about that fact. "Just another thing that'll have to one day change." He said warmly. The girl then urged him to tell a story, the story of that one girl because Cress didn't seem as if she understood the danger just yet. So Serpina told the story of the girl of ten who had a sick little brother, so she snuck from the Gridiron Tier to the Lavish Tier to try and get medicine, and she was caught and tortured to death over a period of three weeks, while her little brother was sold as a slave and died later in slave-fighting ring.
"So we have to be super careful!" Aya shivered, remembering her own long lost sister who died simply because she was a Rubble.
Serpina then explained the plan, that he would introduce Aya as his daughter as he did many times before, and introduce Cress as a half sister from another mother who had proven her worth and grace as a noble. The man knew how to fake ID chips to trick the scanners - in truth, his own daughters had died long ago during the first war but their bodies were hidden away so they were never registered as officially dead.
"Aya's known as Aine Dorones at the balls." Serpina explained, then showed Cress the fake chip he'd later inject into neck. "You'll be her half sister, Aura Dorones."
"Here comes the fun part." Aya was jittery with excitement and Serpina clapped his hands - two maids appeared - without collars or anything to show they were servants, but were rather voluntary employees from lower tiers - whisking Aya and Cress away to be transformed from Rubbles into Untouchables, if only for a short while.
Aya was done first - looking completely different than she normally did, with brown hair to match Aine's, and lots of artsy stuff to make her face look like Aine's as well. She twirled in the fancy dress, still hating the corset but was fine with it if it meant she could spy in places Serpina normally couldn't! Sadly she had to leave her Gravity Drive off of her wrist, but otherwise, she was ready. The girl was almost bouncing up and down, waiting for Cress to appear.