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Talitha tore her eyes away from the house and looked down at her bandaged shoulder, and the make shift sling. Turning to her right, the promethean plucked an apple so red that it appeared black, from a tree.
The promethean was about to bite into it but instead, her attention was drawn towards Lady Une Drive.
"I would not walk further until I invite you to the manor," the promethean warned before she drew her gaze toward the grass which was moving in a more aggressive manner. It stopped just at the edge of the pathway where Xvander stood. Another step and the creature that lurked beneath was going to strike at him with paralytic poisons.
"Why are you here," Talitha asked.
He gaze moved around, looking for the source of the movement in the grass and then nodded as he spotted it and took a careful step back, his right hand curled a little as he he prepared a toxin along his fingers.
"I mean you no harm. I was curious about the lowers. It is a passing interest of mine, among other things."
"This is a Promethean garden and everything here is alien to, not just this world, but this entire demension," Talitha informed her unexpected guest. She looked to the side and using her tongue, Talitha made several low and high pitched clicking sounds with her tongue. A voice that was not hers answered in the same manner before a serpent creature slithered over the stones. It resembled a snake with scales like the blades of grass it laid in, but when it crossed the stone, its skin became stone, before turning back into the grass it was before when it reached the other side.
"You are now invited and welcome to the Borealis Manor. Tell me, what are your interests, Xvander," Talitha asked him, tilting her head to the side with ivory hair sliding against her shoulders.
"Talitha Borealis," she spoke before placing two chaste touches of her lips to each side of his face. It was done ritualistically and out of respect for Xvander as well as the custom of her people.
"The name does not hold much power any longer seeing as my family has all but disappeared. They have been gone for years," Talitha said with a wide gesture to the unattended garden. It was attempting to swallow the stone fence along with the manor in front of them.
"I cannot say that they will grow for you," the promethean stated, pointing with her white eyes to how the plants appeared to lean away from Xvander. She never did take his arm but Talitha did not move far from him either.
"But let us leave that for now. There are other curiosities present," he looked her over pointedly. "You first inquired why I was here. And you received my answer. Now I return the question. Why are you here in this dying garden and empty manor?"
"Prometheans are alien to this world. We once held magic, given to us by our patron god, Prometheus. However, that magic sank deep into our bones and warped us into something more-than-human," Talitha said before turning around to face Xvander.
She no longer looked like Talitha, but resembled Xvander himself though with female traits in an extact carbon copy.
"For a thing to grow and flourish, it must be planted in the soil with a seed. That seed needs to be nurished and given chance to grow before it blooms and creates its own fruit. When that fruit falls from the tree, it travels back to the earth and returns more seed to give more life than came before it," the promethean said, cryptically before she bit into the apple, staining her lips a shade more red.
"You cannot give me a Promethean child while I am the only one surviving. It is impossible," Talitha said before the fruit rolled out of her hand and bounced into the grass, disappearing.
Perhaps some things were meant to die.
"Your terms are acceptable. Even if not fullblood, it would still be Promethean, and my species would linger for many more generations before dying out," Talitha said before she nodded.
"You have my services and loyalty for as long as you can sustain your end of our bargain."
"Collect samples of my garden as you please," the Promethean stated, "None of them are hostile and the guardian knows that you are not an enemy. He'll not bother you and do not listen to what he may have to say." For the first time a smile rose on her lips before Talitha turned her face from him.
"You may tell me what you wish for me to know and, in return, I will tell you what I wish for you to know," she said in counteraction to his words. Talitha was a smart woman and clever, twisting words and consequences to her desires.
The Promethean looked down at her sling and began to unwrap it from her shoulder and torso. For a human, it would be all too soon, but for a Promethean, there would only be lingering bruises and soreness.
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