Sparrow feels a... rather uncomfortable presence outside. A familiar one, at that. Sparrow's ear flicks as she turns her head to the door, "Who is it now.." Sparrow sounds mad to begin with. She gets up and walks to the door. She opens the door and steps out to the front yard.
Oh my gosh! It's HER it's LUCILLE!!! She's smiling with her hands folded and looking to Sparrow as she walks out. "Hey, youuuu!!!"
Sparrow takes a long deep breath. "What. What is it?" Sparrow sounds irritated.
"I just wanted to drop by! See how you were doing. How's the GOAT of the Kiss been doing? You been living life to the fullest?" She chuckles slightly, her smile looking too wide to be human. Spider walks out, she doesn't say anything, though. She raises an eyebrow upon seeing Lucille.
"You only ever come here if you want something and now really isn't the time." Sparrow sounds more irritated the more she talks.
"Oh?? Why isn't it the time, hm?" Lucille's eyes glow blue as the memories of Lucille in the bunker with Terminal resurface for Sparrow.
Sparrow quietly clenches her hands into fists, "I'm tired, haven't slept, just saw Cole almost get decapitated, trying to help give someone therapy, and restarting from scratch 'cause apparently my soul affected my potions. Whatever you are here for, make. it. quick." She grits her teeth some.
"Aww, is someone upset?" She giggles softly, growing slightly taller. "Again, I just wanted to check in on my favorite little thing." Lucille gestures to Sparrow, her smile becoming slightly disgusted as she enunciates 'thing'. Her expression becomes neutral as she tilts her head. "Is there something so wrong with caring?"
Sparrow walks up to her and stands inches from her, "I am not a thing, I am not your thing. I am my own being and you can piss off before I make you leave."
"M-" she doubles over in dramatic laughter, "Make me leave????" She quickly snaps up straight, an unimpressed expression painted on her face. Eyes glowing a bright blue. "And what are you gonna do to make me leave? The thought is adorable, frankly."
"I have had enough of you treating me like a weak peice of shit on the bottom of your shoe." Sparrow snarls some as the air gets slightly colder, "Leave peacefully now, you are not welcome here"
Lucille can't help herself from cracking up slightly at that comment. "I mean, that might as well be what you are honestly!" She tilts her head. "I don't think you realize I made you what you are. If I hadn't introduced Drake to that flesh, you probably would've died a looong time ago, deary!~ You're nothing without me, November."
Sparrow snarls as she goes to backhand Lucille across the face. One of Lucille's iridescent tentacles grabs Sparrow's arm, wrapping around it right as it makes contact with Lucille's face. Her eyes glow blue as her expression turns sour.
"And what do you think you're doing?"
"Putting you back in your place," Sparrow holds out her other hand. A white opal sword appears in her hand. She slashes it at Lucille's side. Iridescent, pastel blue blood seeps from the wound. Lucille uses the tentacle around Sparrow's arm to try to throw her to the ground.
"MY place?" Lucille grows taller, her mouth elongating as her teeth become longer and sharper like needles. "I think you've forgotten yours." More tentacles flare from her back as she reaches 10ft tall.
"It's always the tall bitches," Sparrow grumbles under her breath. She uses the sword to slash at the tentacle holding her arm. The tentacle is cut, blood pouring out of it as it slinks back into Lucille's back and is replaced by two more.
"Rich coming from you." A wave of sickness washes over the area, everyone in the general vicinity feeling an intense need to cough and cry. Sparrow glances over at Spider, hearing her coughing, and looks back at Lucille with rage in her eyes. "That's IT, I've fucking had enough," Sparrow gets up and waves an arm. Suddenly, a smaller horse skull from the forest slings at high speed onto Sparrow's face. This horse skull looks to be made of a white smooth stone with moon phase engravings. The sword in her hand hums and shifts color some.
Lucille laughs uproariously, her eyes glowing brighter as her tentacles begin to latch onto the house and nearby trees, hoisting her into the air. "Awww, what's wrong? Is the baby upset??" Her fingers morph into pastel blue claws as her mouth returns to normal, realizing that intimidation tactic clearly won't work so she won't waste her energy on it. "This is sooo entertaining, honestly."
It begins to lightly snow as Sparrow twirls the blade. Three lights like that of the Frobwobber cut on in the eyes of the horse skull and an illusion of a transparent white circle like a halo appears behind her head. She divides the sword into two, one half becoming a curved bow. She readies the bow as if the sword was an arrow.
"Wait what the fuck that's so cool????" Lucille's hands glow blue, an energy of distortion around them as she readies herself for whatever the fuck Sparrow's doing. The snow that comes into contact with her skin melts as her body temperature rises slightly due to feeling.. slightly nervous about this. Sparrow pulls the sword back as far as she can. The red light in her eyes flashes as she lets go. The sword is launched at Lucille's torso with a burst of red flames. The sword gets lodged in her chest as she slowly tries to pull it out, spitting up some blue blood.
"...Huh-" Cough, "Where the hell'd you learn that?" She tries to pull the sword out, but before she can, the sides of the blade jut out into spikes to tear through more on it's way out. Once she removes it, she throws the sword to the side, readying an attack of her own. Sparrow holds out another hand as another opal sword appears in her hand. Lucille's form tries to pull itself together as it slightly glitches for a second, becoming pure blue noise then returning to normal, though still slightly wounded. Lucille holds out her arms as waves of distortion erupt from her hands, kamehameha style, heading straight for Sparrow.
Sparrow grumbles and breathes a bit heavier as she staggers back some. She rips her white webbed wings out through the back of her dress as she does a strong flap lift off the ground.
"Wings? Really?" Lucille shifts positions slightly, her movements more irregular and jagged now. Vines with blue azaleas start to grow along her tentacles, reinforcing them. While in the air, Sparrow readies the bow again. She seems to be aiming directly for Lucille's face. Lucille looks up to Sparrow with an expression that just screams 'try me, bitch'. The green in Sparrow's eye flashes as she lets go. The sword splits into three identical swords as they are launched at Lucille.
Lucille's body splits down the middle into a maw full of teeth, one of the swords completely missing while the other two manage to hit her. She screeches in pain as she reforms, the swords still lodged inside her. "God, youre so fucking insufferable I should've killed you when I had the chance-" She lunges at Sparrow, clawing at the horse skull. The skull is only scratched as Sparrow tries to fly backwards some. Lucille staggers forward, her tentacles keeping her in the air as the swords remain in her, blue blood dripping to the ground. One of the tentacles reach for Sparrow's leg in an attempt to throw her to the ground. Upon hitting the ground, Sparrow drops the bow and quickly tries to pull the tentacle off her leg. The tentacle splits into more, smaller tentacles to cover more ground as Lucille slowly looms over Sparrow.
Sparrow tries to get up as she keeps an eye on Lucille. She can get up just fine as the tentacles remain latched onto her leg. Sparrow seems to be thinking through options as she watches.
"Have you given up yet?" Lucille looks down at Sparrow, her smile widening again. Her form is emitting a slight buzzing noise as the spots around the swords flicker with static. Sparrow eyes the swords as Lucille talks. "Well????" She chuckles, the tentacles beginning to dig into Sparrow's skin. "Answer me." Sparrow grumbles and clenches her fists. The blue light in her eyes flashes as a roll of thunder is heard in the distance. "Ooh, did you do that? How impressive." Her tone is mocking.
Sparrow breathes heavily as she turns her attention away from Lucille and starts trying to pull the tentacles off the best she can. With enough force, they start to come out. They leave puncture wounds, though, as they had begun to break skin. Lucille laughs at this. "I find you very interesting, Sparrow Garnet." Sparrow ignores her and keep trying to get more out. Thunder rolls more in the distance. Some of them she has to rip out, creating tears in her leg. "Your affiliation with all of this fascinates me. Your link to Rose, especially."
Sparrow pauses and kneels as she seems to be trying to bare through the pain. She takes some breaths before continuing. The rolls of thunder sound much closer.
"I wonder, what's been going through your head this whole time? Did you ever think anything of the Risen before joining the Kiss? What were your feelings towards Drake?" Lucille chuckles, the spots around the swords glitching. "How much hate can be trapped within that little body of yours."
Sparrow glances at Lucille a moment before a sudden lighting bolt cracks and strikes the swords in Lucille with a white flash. The areas where Lucille has split her body down the middle begin to bleed. She leans over, beginning to cough up blood weakly. A scar had formed from the lightning strike as well. The scar is an iridescent blue on her pale skin. She smiles, chuckling weakly as her form glitches more.
"Is that really all you can do?" She starts to laugh more as she jerks towards Sparrow, her smile inhuman as with her movements. "ARE YOU REALLY GIVING IT YOUR ALL, NOVEMBER?" Her laughs become distorted, bitcrushed, and Spider feels the need to cough and cry more. Sparrow tries to reach for the bow that's on the ground, readying it as a sword appears ready to go. She stares Lucille in the eyes as she holds it ready to fire. Lucilles laughter stops suddenly, a cold breeze flowing by as her smile softens into a neutral expression. "Give me everything you can muster up, darling."
Sparrow fires the sword a bit unsteadily, aiming for Lucille. It lodges in her throat, a smile spreading across her face. She tilts her head, to the best of her ability, and puts a hand on Sparrow's face. Just like when they first met.
Visions of the bunker flicker in Sparrow's mind, before...
Lucille passes out, her tentacles giving out and allowing her to fall to the ground. Her tentacles recede into her back as she returns to her normal form, the swords clipping in and out of her body as her form flickers between normal color and pitch black like an error in a video game. Her iridescent blue blood pools beneath her.
Sparrow stays still as she stares. Eventually, Spider manages to stop coughing. She takes a second to recover from it before walking over to Sparrow, wiping her eyes, "Sparrow?" Sparrow doesn't respond as she stays still. Any swords in the area fade and vanish except the one nearest to Sparrow. The bow and Sparrow's halo disappears as well. Spider stands there waiting a concerned expression on her face. Sparrow slowly gets up while staring down at Lucille. She turns without a word and limps back inside the house.
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In the kitchen, Cole smiles and hugs Isaac as tight as he can without hurting him. Cole mutters quietly, "Thank you."
"Of course," Isaac smiles.
"Uhm...do you really just listen to music when you leave?" Cole looks at Isaac.
"Can you leave me with something to keep to myself?"
"I'm just concerned cause normally you just listen to music out here and.....I'm sorry I'm being paranoid" Cole sighs.
"You're okay. So how are you feeling?"
"Good, I guess other then being paranoid about what you're doing...good." Cole mutters the part about being paranoid.
Sparrow walks in with a white stone horse skull and sets it on the counter as she gets out a box of macaroni. She has bandaging on her leg and her dress is ripped where her wings come out from. She ignores Cole and Isaac.
"What about being par-....Sparrow?" Isaac asks. Cole looks incredibly concerned about Sparrow. Sparrow gets out a pan. "Sparrow?" Isaac asks again, trying to get her attention.
"...Sparrow?" Cole tries to free himself from Isaac as he grows more concerned. Sparrow adds water to the pan and sets it on the stove, "Sparrow?!" Cole steps towards Sparrow.
"She trippin?" Isaac asks. Sparrow turns on the stove top and waits for it to boil. Cole blinks and looks over at Isaac with a confused face.
"Wha? Maybe?" Cole looks back to Sparrow, "Sparrow?! Can you even hear me?" Sparrow leans on the counter and faces them with an expression of pure unamusment. "...are you alright?" Cole's head tilts slightly.
"No." She says sternly. Isaac stays quiet and shrugs. He watches between them.
"Do you wanna talk about it? If not, it's fine, I understand." Cole is trying his best to keep his tone calm.
"Sword's in the front yard." Sparrow turns away again as she sets the horse skull on the counter. She then goes to add the macaroni to the boiling water. The eyes in horse skull look over at Cole.
Cole slightly shakes with fear as he moves a foot behind him, "I uhm I don't......deserve it right now.....but uhm that's good to uh know"
Isaac looks confused as he looks back at Cole, "Whats wrong?"
"...just...it's nothing I'll uhm I'll leave you alone, Sparrow," Cole's eyes flicker grey as he briskly walks to the living room.
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Cole briskly walks in and sits next to the couch on the floor as he stares at the floor. Luna's sitting on the couch with him. "Um, what's going on Cole? Looks like you saw a ghost."
"The skull stared at me, it stared at me," Cole mutters
"The... skull? I saw one fly onto Sparrow's face. That one?"
"I don't know and I don't really care, all I know is that it stared at me and I didn't like that."
"...I'll be honest, I've never been a fan of those fucking skulls." Luna shudders a bit. She goes quiet in thought.
Cole stares at the floor as he mutters quietly, "Not to mention I've been incredibly paranoid about what Isaac is doing, he disappears for the whole day and all he says is that he's listening to music."
Luna responds, rather quietly as well. "I don't blame you. I admit, something's bugging me about him."
Cole sighs as he leans his head on the wall, "I wish he would just tell me, I care about him goddamn it.."
"We all do Cole. Perhaps he's worried about something and doesn't want to worry you back?"
"Well it's causing me more worry not knowing than if I fucking knew!" Cole raises his voice slightly, hoping Isaac hears him a little. Luna closes her eyes trying to piece everything together. Cole snaps to look at the kitchen, as yelling is heard from there. Isaac walks into the livingroom, seeming a bit irritated.
"Everything okay in there?" Luna asks, concerned. Cole looks at Isaac and looks concerned slightly as he pats the spot next to him.
Isaac goes to sit by Cole with a sigh, "Yeah, everything's fine." Luna nods then returns to silence.
Cole leans his head on Isaac's shoulder as he glances at Isaac's prosthetic hand and quietly mutters to himself, "I shouldn't.."
Isaac looks at Cole as he puts an arm around him, "Shouldn't what?"
Cole shakes his head, "Just thinking of something irrational, not worth it."
"Alright."
Sparrow walks in and sits next to where the Christmas tree used to be and eats from a bowl of pan macaroni. Cole slowly looks over at Sparrow and sighs, shaking his head and looking away.
"I think on November 1st, we should bring back down the Christmas tree Dolos gave us last year." Luna muses, "Or... get a new one that isn't tainted with those horrible fucking memories." Sparrow looks up a moment at Luna after hearing what she said, but then goes back to eating.
"Who's Dolos?" Isaac asks.
"Don't worry about it." Luna visibly, but silently, cringes. Cole's eyes flicker grey then back to hazel as he curls up against Isaac.
"Also, I think Christmas trees are dumb," Isaac says gruffly. Sparrow pauses and stares at Isaac. Luna grimaces. Cole glares at Sparrow, he looks mentally tired and ready to kill a bitch.
"...can we please not kill each other tonight? We've had enough chaos for one day." She sighs.
"What? I just dont like Christmas." Isaac shrugs. Sparrow takes a sharp inhale.
{- Oh dear. -}
Cole reaches inside of his jacket as he glares at Sparrow.
"Clearly, Isaac is a hannukah enjoyer." Luna jests.
"I dont want to hear you say another fucking word about the jolliest day of the year or so help me god... Ive already delt with enough of your bullshit," Sparrow mutters.
"What are you talking about?? What fucking 'bullshit' has Isaac caused?!" Cole snaps at Sparrow.
"Wait hang on, what bullshit?" Luna asks with concern in her voice.
"Maybe if you weren't a hypocritical rock hopper you wouldnt be upset..." Isaac mumbles.
"Rock hopper!?!?! Thats rich comin' from your leathery ass, you sludge sippin sewer sprinter!!" Sparrow snaps back.
{- Nonferal swears sure are interesting. What the fuck. -}
Cole draws his revolver and aims it at Sparrow as his eyes glow pink, "STOP FUCKING CRYING BITCH WAH WAH WAH I DON'T WANNA FUCKIN HEAR IT"
"Oh what? You wanted to up your highscore??? How many headshots are we at now huh???" Sparrow stands up and walks closer. Isaac pauses at seeing the gun.
"CAN WE NOT COLE??? PLEASE PUT THE FUCKING GUN DOWN!" Luna yells.
Cole stands up and presses the barrel against sparrow's head, "I WOULD GLADLY FUCKING DO IT IF IT MEANT YOU SHUT YOUR GOD DAMN MOUTH, YOU ARE TO NEVER SPEAK TO ANYONE IN THIS HOUSE IN THAT MANNER." Cole cocks the hammer back as he tightens his grip on the revolver.
"Ive been slaving away trying to do nothing but help you all and for what? This!?! I havent hung out with my girlfriend in weeks, I dont hang out with any of you anymore, and I'm expected to shut up and be happy about this?!?!?" Sparrow's breathing becomes heavy.
"YOU DON'T HAVE TO HELP US AND YOU DON'T HAVE TO CALL ANYONE FUCKING SLURS AND GUESS WHAT?! IT'S NOT MY FUCKING ISSUE THAT YOU DON'T KNOW HOW TO MANAGE YOUR TIME! AND HAPPY ABOUT WHAT? WHAT HAS ISAAC DONE TO DESERVE THIS?" Cole clicks the safety off
"Cole, please. Don't do something fucking stupid. Sparrow doesn't deserve this." Luna says sternly.
"How about asking me to help give him therapy when all he does is rub it in my face that hes had a better life than me???" Sparrow fumes.
"At least I have parents," Isaac grumbles.
"YOUR PARENTS ARE DEAD!" Sparrow yells back. Isaac goes silent.
"...dear Nammu." She facepalms.
Cole takes a deep breath as his halo cracks a little. He puts pressure on the trigger, "ENOUGH OUT OF BOTH OF YOU, BOTH OF YOU SEPERATE NOW I CAN'T FUCKING TAKE THIS RIGHT NOW," Cole throws down his revolver and storms out of the front door as he slams it shut with enough force to rattle the windows in the room
"Please... just get away from each other for a bit. Like you're fucking lucky he didn't just end you again Sparrow. What the fuck." Luna exhales.
"Great, look what you've done now," Isaac grumbles.
"Me?!?!?!? Look what I've done???? Like it wasn't your smart ass remark back there that started this all-" Sparrow rolls her eyes.
"It all started over Isaac not liking Christmas and you treating like it's the end of the fucking world." Luna sighs.
"OhhhhOHOHOHhhh this isn't when this fucking started," Sparrow laughs some.
"It started when you fucking cursed me out on the porch while my soul was messed up," Isaac grumbles.
"Can you two please just separate from each other for a night or so while I go check on Cole?" Luna asks.
"Hold the fuck on, no thats not how it started. It started cuz I made up with you again, offered helping with therapy and you wouldnt shut up about your family," Sparrow retorts.
"You only offered to find another reason to hate me!" Isaac growls. They both seem to not be stopping any time soon. Luna rolls her goddamn eyes and goes outside. They continue yelling for hours untill they both tire each other out and pass out.