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Lost Things [Open, Bendytimed To Post-Darksoul Plot]

It had been a few days since Kanaya had found herself possessed, and the incident still haunted her. Her sleeping arrangements had left her frayed at the seams anyway (which, as she was desperately trying to make herself believe, was why the whole unpleasantness had happened at all), and that unwanted presence in her mind had shaken her, let alone what had happened afterward. The violence wasn't so much the issue as the thing's absolute clarity -- its desire for hurt, and the thirst for revenge it had given her.

There were far too many things to do, but one of them stood out above all else: retrieve her lipstick. She'd thrown it away when she first felt the invasive presence (for all the good it had done her!), and in the resulting chaos, she'd lost track of it entirely. It was perhaps the least important of her needful errands, but it would be a comfort to her to have it back... so there she was, back where this latest nightmare had begun.

Kanaya slowly began to retrace her tracks, trying to remember just where and in which direction she'd thrown it. She stopped abruptly when it clicked for her, the jagged alien skyline suddenly terribly familiar. Here. Here is where the power had found her; now she just had to figure out where she'd thrown the lipstick.

A glance revealed the hopelessness of the endeavor; to her left were ruins grown thick with underbrush, and to her right, the path sloped gradually down towards a riverbank. (Could it have gone in the river? Please, please, let it not have ended up in the river.) There was nothing to do but try, though. Kanaya knelt down, starting to scan the underbrush for any hints of white.

It had to be here somewhere, after all. It had to be.

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"What are you looking for?"

Yeah, that was a slightly too loud voice coming from very close by. Asuka didn't usually make it a habit of just wandering around the city, but she wasn't flying and she didn't feel like socializing up top or using the Sensoriums. Or even the media library. So it came down to checking out the city again. She'd actually been sort of surprised to spot another girl who looked around her own age - well and she was a complete and total alien, but she'd gotten used to those by now. She stuck her hands in her flight jacket's pockets, still eying Kanaya.

Man, grey skin was weird.

Kanaya looked up, apparently startled by the arrival of someone else. It shouldn't have been surprising, but her nerves were on high alert.

"Er -- something I lost here, several days ago. A tube of lipstick, to be precise. Am I bothering you...?"

It was worth asking, wasn't it? She still wasn't good at gauging just when humans were angry at her.

"Bothering me...? No! Just wondering why you're down there." She cocked her head to one side, eying Kanaya. "...why would you bother looking for lipstick, though? You can always just nick some from possessions or something."

She wasn't irritated in the least, really. Just curious.

"It's my lipstick," replied Kanaya, although she realized it wasn't an explanation that was going to make much sense. "... Human makeup is in all the wrong colors," she decided to elaborate, "and I doubt there is anyone else of my species here with a sufficient collection, even if I wanted to steal from them."

It wasn't the complete story, but it was true enough. What were the chances any human on the ship had jade-green lipstick, after all? (Given the array of humans here, Kanaya thought, it was likely better than she'd first assumed, but the point remained.)

Well, that actually made sense to Asuka. If the colors didn't match your outfit (well, skin, she supposed in this case), why would you bother wearing it? She scratched at the back of her head, thinking. "...I guess so. What color was it?"

Ah, girl talk.

"Black and jade green, double-sided," said Kanaya, making no apologies for the oddity of this claim. Like she'd said, it would be a very hard color to stumble onto in Possessions. "A silly thing to be worried about, I know, but I was quite fond of it."

The sheer oddity of alien lipstick was beginning to get through to her. Although, really, she should've expected it. She swayed back onto her heels and then forward, going up on her toes. "How do you even lose something like that in the first place? Did you toss it into the bushes or something?"

"It is something of a long story," said Kanaya, wincing inwardly, "but yes. I threw it away. I could explain the circumstances, but... they are complicated."

Which was understating the case, frankly. How do you explain to a new acquaintance about your lipstick turning into a chainsaw, let alone throwing said lipstick-chainsaw away when you were possessed by evil? Even by troll standards, that would be a hard story to accept.

"...that sounds so stupid." No one ever said Asuka had much tact. "Why would you just throw it away like that if you were going to want it later?"

She rolled her eyes. "Don't expect any help from me - you got yourself into this."

"Would you believe me if I said there was a reason? Because there was a reason. But no matter; if you do not care to help, there is little I can do about it." Kanaya looked a touch irritated but essentially sincere, and she kept searching nonetheless.

"Well, fine. Keep looking for all I care," Asuka scoffed. "It's not my fault you're a butterfingers."

"You're right; it is not any fault of yours," replied Kanaya. "I do not call on you to pity me." It was a straightforward statement, and apparently sincere enough, but there was something in the troll's posture that still suggested some level of defeat. She was tired; even the barest pretense of positive emotion would have been pleasant. Weren't humans overflowing with the stuff?

Maybe she had to actually try to make conversation. She stood up, turning her attention to Asuka. "Ah, I have been rude. What brings you here? Business of your own?"

Well, at least she wasn't arguing. It was a she, right? Asuka could never tell with aliens. But considering this one was basically a grey human with horns and sharper teeth, she thought she could safely identify her gender. She shrugged in reply, "Nothing, really. Just kinda bored and wandering around. Even the Sensoriums and the media library get dull after a while."

"Truly? I had thought the Sensoriums and library would be a bit more engaging than that. I have yet to try the Sensoriums, but... I have been told things." In truth, Kanaya's plans for a Sensorium visit were neither healthy nor appropriate conversation for a human stranger, but she didn't need to let that on. The concept that you could somehow get bored with all those resources was rather more pressing.

And in a little while, it was likely Kanaya felt a prickling of her skin, as a familiar presence made itself known. Alessa was the type to revisit old places, as haunting was something she specialized in. She watched the troll a moment, curious about what she was doing, and waiting patiently until revealing herself.

"Lose something?" She was in her human guise, choosing younger Alessa this time.

Kanaya didn't recognize the face, but she did recognize the uncomfortable presence, even through the haze of possessed memories. She took a reflexive step back, not entirely sure why she was suspicious of this girl, but clearly suspicious nonetheless.

"Yes," she replied. "A small possession of mine, that's all."

She didn't remember the face, did she? Well she supposed that was well enough: it was that self professed son of satan who had allowed his demon to get away. Whoever this person actually was, she was nothing like that thing she faced several weeks ago.

"What is it? I can help you find it."

Kanaya furrowed her brow, still not trusting this girl one bit, but decided it couldn't do any harm to tell her. She hoped.

"A white lipstick tube," she replied. "It should be visible enough, I should hope, although I have yet to see it. It... it could be anywhere in this vicinity, I am afraid."

She was completely fine with not being trusted: anyone who did was likely a great fool, and she was definitely not going to waste her time with those. AS for lipstick, it seemed like a trivial item, but easy enough to locate.

"If you'll give me a moment," she said, and turned into her demon form, floating several feet in the air to spy said item. A few moments later, she returned with the item in hand.

"Easy enough. How did you lose it?"

[Er, no offense, but would it be possible to retcon that? I would rather not have the reason I made the post force-solved for me.]

[Will do, I'm REALLY sorry...I didn't know how that problem was going to be solved]

She was completely fine with not being trusted: anyone who did was likely a great fool, and she was definitely not going to waste her time with those. AS for lipstick, it seemed like a trivial item, but easy enough to locate.

"If you'll give me a moment," she said, and turned into her demon form, floating several feet in the air to spy said item.

Kanaya didn't trust her, but what choice did she have? It was clear a terrestrial search wasn't going to do her any good, and lacking wings of her own, she would have to rely on a stranger for the moment. As much as it irked her, she could only hope that there wasn't any real harm in it.

Helplessly, she watched as the demon ascended -- and yes, that face was familiar, wasn't it? She'd known, somehow, but this confirmed it. This girl... well, she wouldn't take this much farther. As soon as she had the lipstick.

Speaking of the lipstick, Alessa would be able to catch a glimpse of something across the road, in the brush near the riverbank: a flash of white enamel or plastic, deeply out of place.

Alessa, of course, had no quarrel with the troll, would have likely met her on fairly normal terms had the demon in question not been at the forefront of their meeting. Engaging in things like that was simply something Alice had not had the pleasure of experiencing for quite awhile now.

She could already sense the fear on her, the need to leave as soon as she could. It was boring, of course, highly predictable, but their meeting had been during rather tepid circumstances.

And spotting said item, she descended down toward Kanaya. "I might have found something. Care to join me up here a moment?"

"Join you... up... there? Is this something you can do? I fear I cannot fly." Kanaya smiled, but it was quite nervous; the concept of being elevated to some height by this... person was deeply unsettling. She knew all too well what kind of damage an inopportune fall could do.

"Yes." She descended down toward her and extended her hand. "If you take my hand, I'll bring you up to an easier vantage point where you can retrieve your lipstick. I won't drop you: I have no reason for that."

This could not possibly end well.

It was a thing Kanaya knew, a feeling she was very used to, but as usual, the cautions of her mind did little to sway her heart. This girl was going to hurt her -- but for a troll, anticipation of betrayal was a familiar emotion, and she was reasonably convinced that Alessa wasn't going to hurt her right now. Besides, next time she'd be armed.

"Very well," she said, accepting Alessa's offered hand. "Do what you will."

Alessa took her hand and brought her up high in the air. She could sense how tense the troll was, and that was simply more amusing to her, as she hadn't thought she was that scary these days. Of course, she really didn't get out much anyway, so it wasn't as if she could tell anymore.

"You can ease up," she said, moving the troll girl about. "I don't have any wish to hurt you. If I had, I would have just attacked you."

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Oh man this tag took a week I'm really sorry

Totally ok!