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❝Make them hate the fake, that way they won't see the real you.❞
【ɗιαƖσgυє cσƖσя:#0C94CC ♙ тнσυgнт cσƖσя #CC0C2E】
|| Azalea|| Nano.ripe ||
【ɗιαƖσgυє cσƖσя:#0C94CC ♙ тнσυgнт cσƖσя #CC0C2E】
|| Azalea|| Nano.ripe ||
Of course, the rain only got worse as Elise left the City Center grounds. Why did this always have to happen? She naturally did know why, but she liked to ask anyways because it was so irksome. At least it helped hide her face a little if people didn't look too closely. She put her parasol up with a sigh, walking towards the station that would take her to the south side of the Chrysanthemum where the Blind Spot waited. Last time she was here she encountered what 012 called "those who slither in the dark". It was a long and tiresome name, but that was what they were called. If she went to them, would they be willing to talk to her? There was only one way to find out the answer to that question.
There was a crowd of people running towards the metro station to escape from the rain and find shelter and as Elise was walking one of them bumped shoulders with her. She stumbled, rubbing painfully at her cast and a hand stretched out to help her up. "Sorry, I didn't see you! Try not to dress in all black during a rain storm, silly!" The boy chuckled, for some reason not letting go of her hand. Elise was forced to follow him into the metro station where other citizens of the Chrysanthemum were sitting about, waiting for their trains, or just to hide away from the weather trying to drench them. It smelled bad here, like it reeked of commoner's sweat. Too many people, Elise didn't want to mingle in a big group like this.
She wasn't going to speak. Why should she? Even now there was a risk that they would look too closely at her clothes and see her family's crest on them. It was all she owned, Cynthia made sure all of their clothing was specially made after all. Even their school uniforms had the crest of the blackened eagle. "It's pretty cold! Hey, what's your name? I'm Timothy Green!" He looked more closely at her and frowned as she continued to ignore him. "Hello? Can you hear me-" And then he blinked and realized it. "Elise von Hresvelg! It's me, Timothy! You remember me?" Of course Elise remembered him. While there were quite a few rich families, there were only a small number of exceptionally wealthy. The Hresvelg family was one of them. The Greens were another, responsible for almost the entirety of the Chrysanthemum's food supply. "I-"
He smiled brightly, attracting way too much attention to himself. People were staring now at the two rich kids standing alone in the metro station, waiting for their rides to come. "I'm surprised! You became a hero, huh? You protected Winter Matsuri! My family doesn't like her because the blizzards hurts the farms they build, but I'm sure she's not bad! She's pretty cute actually!" Liss didn't want to deal with this. The Green family always had a green leaf crest on their clothes, and sure enough, Timothy was proud to show it off. "You really like talking, don't you?" The smile on his face fell for a moment. "You used to be a chatterbox too, you know!" But ever since the accident her desire to be social eroded away into nothingness.
Now the commoners really were staring at them. They were eyeing up the two noble children as if they were prey. Elise wasn't an idiot, she could tell that much. How much longer did she have to wait until subway train AB7D came to pick her up? "Wow, how nice." A smelly bearded man approached them with a slimy grin. "The hero herself. You sure you wanna be hanging around here at this time? Shouldn't you be in school?" Elise gave him a harsh stare with her ruby eyes and Timothy made an uncomfortable frown. "Well, we're-" The bearded man grinned. "You two surely got more than enough money for yourselves. Why don't you share some with the rest of us? Your clothes are worth more than our whole houses!"
The homeless were getting more aggressive now. Where were the Enforcers? Weren't they supposed to keep the homeless from congregating like this in public areas? As they shuffled closer with their torn clothes and broken faces someone kicked one of them to the ground. Like a shadow, Vincent was there, pulling his fist back to knock down another. "No hands on the lady." He stood straight, eyes narrowed like that of a hawk on the hunt. "Vincent! It's been so long!" Timothy seemed to have no compuncture about seeing the old man at work. Elise stared down the wretched commoners as they scampered away, frightened by Vincent's show of force. "If you wish to travel, milady, I suggest letting me drive you. It would be more secure that way." She nodded, annoyed by the smell of the poor and unfortunate. "You should avoid public transportation." Elise said to the Green child as she left with Vincent. "Who knows what the jealous and lazy will do?"