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[silverleaf-muses]

"Hmm... I wonder if you can tell the difference between this sap and blood..."

"Like there's the obvious taste and stench, but say you were to plunge an axe into someone's head atop one of these stumps, would you actually be able to see a difference between the sap and the blood?"

"...I gotta tell Anna about this!"

Pterocarpus Angolensis is a tree native to South Africa. It’s also commonly known as the bloodwood tree due to the fact that when it’s chopped or damaged, a deep red sap which looks eerily similar to blood, seeps from the tree. In fact, the purpose of the sap is to coagulate and seal the wound to promote healing, much like blood.

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"WHOMST HAS SUMMONED THE ANCIENT ONE?!"

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Evangeline was silent. Despite the purest whispers that the other self gifted her with, the young hyde felt shamefully scared.

"Are... are you sure?" She whispered, breaking the silence with a deep breath in. She sat down beside Elizabeth before slumping down into (what could be described as) a teenage angst slouch.

"Okay... just gonna get straight to the point..."

"I'm scared, ma. Me and the sun haven't always been the best of friends, all of our encounters ended with me gettin' burnt in some way. We're not talking regular burns, we're talking zero to a hundred, stereotypical vampire skin to ash burns..." She then began to mumble to herself.

"There's also how I imagine I'd be treated..." Then she began to rock back and forth, her hands upon her head. "I... I'm sorry. I... I'm a disgrace to the family name. I-" Her sorrowful tears splashed against her thighs, her wailing becoming more audible.

"I JUST RUIN EVERYTHING!"

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     She nodded in return, already taking note of the time frame it might take for her to get ready. “Alright, I will see you in a few minutes.”

     Walking back to getting her things packed and letting Evangeline get ready had her thinking for a moment. Knowing the little one, she could already tell she was too unsure to come. Her frequent lies were often recurring and she had a troubling time telling whether or not she was being honest. She stopped, turning around and furrowing her brows for a moment.

     “Evan?” She called back, “Could you… come back here for a moment?”

At first, Evangeline was hesitant to reply. She slowly walked back, her steps slow. Fear slithered out from her tongue as she spoke. “Y-yeah? Is… Is something the matter, Ma?”

She danced her fingers upon her shoulders, trying to find some way of distracting herself from what she was afraid to hear. She stepped back into the lounge, wearing a pair of black leggings and a band shirt she found from a charity shop. “I-I’m not in trouble, am I?”

     “No, no you’re not. I’m just wondering… are you feeling alright? Is anything bothering you at all? You seem tense about something.”

     Her reading of body language was at it again. She felt as if something was bothering Evan with how she responded previously. Was something wrong? Maybe something was on her mind that was stitched to her intrusive thoughts. It could be anything, especially with Evan. But Elizabeth made sure it was in her best interest to assure her that everything was alright.

     “It’s alright if you tell me anything that’s on your mind, dear. You can tell me anything.”

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"..."

"I sincerely apologise everyone, I seriously do not remember posting this."

Late night rambling:

Issue one: when they go feral.

"They call me miss microwave because Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm"

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At the sight of her closest friend, Henrietta felt a moment of inner peace. It was like meeting an old, but pleasant memory once again. She gave a warm smile, one which seemed truthful as her mind started to wonder.

Before she could let her other self forget the question at hand, Evan lightly nudged her other self out of her trance. It was one of the things, Henri generally felt glad about Evan's existence.

"Oh my! I am extremely sorry, sweetheart." She brushed her skirt, before continuing. "My new home? Oh!" She began to whisper, her voice quiet, but still audible and soft.

"Do you mean the manor I visit? I might have to check with mother if that's alright, but I'm sure she wouldn't mind." Her cheerful demeanor became more serious as she continued. "Please- don't talk about this here, though!"

She cautiously looked over her shoulder before continuing, "Father would certainly take that haven away from me if he found out." She sighed with relief before changing the subject. "I'm terribly sorry for getting off track, but I really adore your shirt, dear." She finished her compliment with her signature rosy cheeked smile; a sign that meant either good or bad depending on the situation.

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Since the tragic event with Henrietta’s father, Exalia cannot help but be very tense about what she has discovered. How could he hurt her? and again, for a long time ?! 

She and Alexia kept it for a while and ended up settling in with someone else. Not because they didn’t want to keep it for long. On the contrary, they would be delighted to keep it under their roof (especially for Exalia) but let’s say that it could be financially complicated to have a second dependent (especially a minor) and in the cases, Henrietta had made her decision not to not stay. Exalia was quite upset by her sudden departure despite having tried to hold her back. But without really forcing her and especially not making her feel guilty. 

Henrietta promised to always see her when she could and to continue going out as they always do. But this time she wanted to know where is she taking refuge. She couldn’t hold back any longer. 

At the end of their meeting, they left in front of Exa’s accommodation and Henrietta left as soon as Exalia turned around. She waited until she advanced further to follow her from afar. They continued their routes until Henrietta entered a house and this stopped the pursuit for Exalia. 

She examined the house in the smallest detail to immediately leave the place to return 

Arriving at home, she goes back to her room to change herself until she hears a voice that was ringing in her ear. 

“It’s unhealthy what you’re doing.“ 

And a silouette appeared in the mirror which is only its creator. 

”I don’t see how it concerns you …“

”Exa! Do you realize what you’re doing !? You just stalked to girlfriend up to her new house! Did you think what would happen if you got noticed ?! How would she see you after that? !? “

 "I had to do it”

 ”Exalia … you have become TOO possessive and suspicious since that evening! I’m afraid you will make the same mistakes you made in the past …“ 

”NO … shut up! I already told you never to talk about this again! And I have always been like that and it will not change!“ 

”I have always been like this since I was born, representing your faults repressing that you sank in your thoughts. I have been with you, with … this girl and I would remain so as such with Henrietta. Even if … if I wanted to change, not be like that anymore. It won’t work! “

”But … there … you were about to follow her home. I feel like … you don’t trust her …“ 

But at his words, she was too hard to hear for Exalia who began to burst out in anger.

 ”I TRUST HER, ALEX! I ALWAYS DO TO HER! THESE ARE THE OTHERS I DON’T HAVE! I can’t stand losing someone I love sentimentally.“ 

And tears started to flow down her face. 

”I don’t want to lose her … “

“I can’t … not again …" 

She went to the bed and hid her face on the pillow, crying unstoppable tears. Alexia got out of the mirror to approach her. 

”Exa! Exa! Exalia! Look at me! Look at me ~ 

She pulled her face out of the pillow and Alex take her hand. 

“Listen to me. You will not lose her because you love her as she loves you too. She is very grateful for all that you have done. But know that there are limits which must not be crossed. Just … trust her and ask her if you want to know where she lives. If she refuses to tell you, give her time to let her tell you. It’s very difficult to change your life so suddenly. " 

”Yeah … You are probably right. You really are a wise woman" 

“I am wisdom and you are strength of mind”

“For others than for us”

“Come on! Let’s go to sleep. The night was long …" 

"Yeah … Here" 

Exalia transformed to leave the place for Alexia 

”Thank you … Oh! Ed sent me a message!“ 

"What’s wrong with him yet?” she said mockingly 

Alexia doesn’t answer but she smiles after reading the message

 "Yep … whatever he says, you’re in love" 

“Good night”

“Good night too Al

(To be continue)

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Evan didn't exactly know what to say. At first she felt bummed out at the sound of knowing that she couldn't visit her guardian's bar, but with that option out of the picture, the young child didn't really have any thing else to do.

"Hmm, alright. I didn't have any plans aside from staying in my room and/or doing something chaotic for the whole night, so unless you had any plans..." She trailed off, seemingly not being able to say anything else to her guardian.

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     “Yeah, I am. I’m not getting paid for this, but it’s what friends do.” Roxy had a tiny grin on her face. She had a soft side for children, surprisingly enough. She saw enough children back home in situations where there were terrible enough in the living world.

     Though… taking care of one was a very different department that Roxy wasn’t the type to work in.

     “So… was there something Ms. Lizz had planned for you? I don’t remember exactly what she wanted me to do, but all I know is I’m keeping my eyes on ya.”

Her hands upon her waist and a pout upon her face, it took a couple of second for Evan to think of what she was going to say. To the best of her knowledge, she didn’t know what was planned for her. She still didn’t know the hellhound’s name and so, that’s what she asked.

“Hmm… I dunno. Mama didn’t really say what was gonna be planned. All she really said was be good while she’s out.” With her arms crossed, but with kindness in her voice, Evan spoke once more. “Maybe we could start with introductions?”

     Introductions… Wouldn’t hurt to introduce herself. She didn’t think Evan knew her that well anyway. Elizabeth talked about her a few times, but never got to see her much. Working always kicked her ass on long nights.

     “I’m Roxy. I know Lizz because she goes to my bar on occasion when she’s out. I ain’t workin’ tonight so I get to babysit you today.” With a small smile, she pat the top of Evan’s head with her hand, ruffling and messing up her messy hair. “I can’t bring you to my bar because you’re probably not legal, but… I can take you anywhere else if you’d like.”

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"Hmm," Henrietta pondered, pouting as she thought. Her hair, somewhat neat, was placed into a ponytail, making her silhouette seem more like a shorter version of Harriet's. "The idea of pasta seems a teensy bit stressful, as it's not the best thing I can do, but I can certainly try! As for the pastry idea..."

"I was kind of hoping that we could perhaps bake something easier. Like a cake, perhaps? From what I learned in school, pastry itself seems very... how should I put it? Tough to perfect?" She whispered to herself in conformation. "Yeah, tough to perfect." After a few seconds, her behaviour became aloof and her calm facade shattered. "Ah, but that's my opinion, and you're the adult, so you get the final say." The twinkle in her awkward smile couldn't seem to save the situation and so, she just looked down, waiting for a response.

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     A recipe book was quickly pulled out from a drawer, placed on a counter for Henrietta to see and flip through. It was of not Harriet’s, but her mother’s recipes. She was an amazing cook and had many homemade recipes saved for Harriet to use while she was away from home. Today, she had decided to make a large dinner for the manor.

     “Is there anything you want to cook for dinner tonight, Henri?” Harriet asked, showing her some good meals that fed more than a few people. “There are some pastas we can cook… maybe a pastry of some kind afterwards? What do you think?”

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Seeing sadness in people always made Henri feel awful, but nevertheless she still responded in her usual cheerful tone. "...Well, I was going to head back to school, so maybe you could walk with me?"

"The path I usually follow is much less crowded and the students there really wouldn't mind if you tagged along." She gave a chuckle as she continued, "The academy is a mixed school, so I'm sure you'll be welcome." To those who didn't know, Silverleaf Academy was a peaceful place where both those who were labelled human and monster could study and grow without the discrimination from outside the walls.

She gave an elegant curtsy as she introduced herself, "I'm Henrietta, by the way." Her words stumbled around before remembering how she should introduce herself, "Henrietta Je-Harris! My name is Henrietta Harris. Hehe." The smile she gave was less about joy and more of anxiety.

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A warm summer's day in London and amongst the bustling crowds within the town market was a young student, heading home with a job well done. Henrietta skipped down the cobblestone, stopping by the parade of marketers to spend some pocket money she had earned. After spotting a small confectionery stand, she noticed someone, a young woman, by the stall, seemingly being assaulted by another. As such she dropped her cheerful mood as she marched onto the scene. The younger boy quickly returned back to the crowd after seeing the student, and so it was young Henri who helped this figure back onto her feet.

She could see that this lady wasn't at all fit for the crowds of noise and prejudicial behaviour that made up the shopping district, and so she dashed her words with comedy to lighten her mood. "I'm truely sorry for that interaction, miss. Children truely can be the cruelest of creatures at times, can't they?"

Shortly after she pulled out a small purse from one of her navy blazer's pocket, "If the ruffian caused any major damage, I'll certainly help pay it off for you." And, although the purse contained only a few pounds and change, she gave the dragonic woman a cheerful smile, seemingly giving out a brightness as she did so.

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At first, Evangeline was hesitant to reply. She slowly walked back, her steps slow. Fear slithered out from her tongue as she spoke. "Y-yeah? Is... Is something the matter, Ma?"

She danced her fingers upon her shoulders, trying to find some way of distracting herself from what she was afraid to hear. She stepped back into the lounge, wearing a pair of black leggings and a band shirt she found from a charity shop. "I-I'm not in trouble, am I?"

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     “Why, we’re going on a little vacation! You like vacations, don’t you?” Elizabeth wanted to keep the secret as discreet as she could up until they walked out of the door. Though, she wasn’t as discreet as she thought she was for Evan; her outfit consisted of a strapped tank top and jean shorts with a jean jacket covering her arms and torso. The sandals also didn’t really hide anything.

     “It will be a very secret trip until we leave the manor!” She declared. “It’ll be a fun place, I promise.”

“Al-alright!” Evan chirped up. She averted her eyes, unsure if it would be safe for her to leave the room and enter the scorching sunlight bathed hellscape.

“Al-alright. Sure. I’ll be down in a couple minutes, alright?” A sincere smile lined false hope, she just hoped Elizabeth didn’t sense the lie within her eyes.

     She nodded in return, already taking note of the time frame it might take for her to get ready. “Alright, I will see you in a few minutes.”

     Walking back to getting her things packed and letting Evangeline get ready had her thinking for a moment. Knowing the little one, she could already tell she was too unsure to come. Her frequent lies were often recurring and she had a troubling time telling whether or not she was being honest. She stopped, turning around and furrowing her brows for a moment.

     “Evan?” She called back, “Could you… come back here for a moment?”

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"Al-alright!" Evan chirped up. She averted her eyes, unsure if it would be safe for her to leave the room and enter the scorching sunlight bathed hellscape.

"Al-alright. Sure. I'll be down in a couple minutes, alright?" A sincere smile lined false hope, she just hoped Elizabeth didn't sense the lie within her eyes.

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Evan looked down at the backpack, lifting it up to check it’s weight. It was light enough for her to carry, which was good, but still part of her was still suspicious and on edge about this trip. What if she were to go missing? What if she were to run into him? With an almost silent sigh and looking up towards Elizabeth, she began to speak.

“Mama Lizzie, if I’m allowed to call you that, would I like this place?” A sense of curiousity was in her voice, yet, to a keen ear, it was almost like Henrietta was speaking too.

     “Why, we’re going on a little vacation! You like vacations, don’t you?” Elizabeth wanted to keep the secret as discreet as she could up until they walked out of the door. Though, she wasn’t as discreet as she thought she was for Evan; her outfit consisted of a strapped tank top and jean shorts with a jean jacket covering her arms and torso. The sandals also didn’t really hide anything.

     “It will be a very secret trip until we leave the manor!” She declared. “It’ll be a fun place, I promise.”

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Evan looked down at the backpack, lifting it up to check it's weight. It was light enough for her to carry, which was good, but still part of her was still suspicious and on edge about this trip. What if she were to go missing? What if she were to run into him? With an almost silent sigh and looking up towards Elizabeth, she began to speak.

"Mama Lizzie, if I'm allowed to call you that, would I like this place?" A sense of curiousity was in her voice, yet, to a keen ear, it was almost like Henrietta was speaking too.

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     “Hey, get your bag packed, we’re gonna go on a short li’l roadtrip.” Elizabeth patted Evan’s shoulder and tossed a small backpack into her lap, having one of her own with her. “We’re gonna go someplace fun just to get out of the house, y’know?”

     “If you ask where, it’s a little surprise,” she grinned.

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Her hands upon her waist and a pout upon her face, it took a couple of second for Evan to think of what she was going to say. To the best of her knowledge, she didn't know what was planned for her. She still didn't know the hellhound's name and so, that's what she asked.

"Hmm... I dunno. Mama didn't really say what was gonna be planned. All she really said was be good while she's out." With her arms crossed, but with kindness in her voice, Evan spoke once more. "Maybe we could start with introductions?"

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     “Dammit… why did Lizz let me do the babysittin’ for her?” mumbled Roxy with the twitch of a brow. “And where’s she supposed to go anyway? I ain’t no baby watcher.”

     From the sounds of it, Roxy was given babysitting duty by Harriet to watch Evangeline. She knew where Elizabeth ‘was’, but she didn’t enjoy being given directions by a human. Oh well, she had to follow anyway. Harriet was a friend of Elizabeth’s. She had to respect her, even if she wanted to crush her skull.

     She rested alongside the wall of one of the hallways in the Jekyll Mansion, waiting for this Evangeline she was supposed to meet. Suddenly, she was greeted with a tug of her leg fur, looking down to see the… small child at her feet.

     “…I assume you’re the little kid I’m watchin’?” She asked her.

The almost human girl nodded after thinking for a second. Harriet did say she was leaving a friend in charge while she was gone, but she didn’t leave well of a description. And, so by appearance alone, Evangeline assumed the guest in the hall was for her.

She let go of Roxy’s leg, now realising it was fur, before shortly apologising. “…I hope so. Were you here because of my ma?”

     “Yeah, I am. I’m not getting paid for this, but it’s what friends do.” Roxy had a tiny grin on her face. She had a soft side for children, surprisingly enough. She saw enough children back home in situations where there were terrible enough in the living world.

     Though… taking care of one was a very different department that Roxy wasn’t the type to work in.

     “So… was there something Ms. Lizz had planned for you? I don’t remember exactly what she wanted me to do, but all I know is I’m keeping my eyes on ya.”

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The almost human girl nodded after thinking for a second. Harriet did say she was leaving a friend in charge while she was gone, but she didn't leave well of a description. And, so by appearance alone, Evangeline assumed the guest in the hall was for her.

She let go of Roxy's leg, now realising it was fur, before shortly apologising. "...I hope so. Were you here because of my ma?"

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     “Dammit… why did Lizz let me do the babysittin’ for her?” mumbled Roxy with the twitch of a brow. “And where’s she supposed to go anyway? I ain’t no baby watcher.”

     From the sounds of it, Roxy was given babysitting duty by Harriet to watch Evangeline. She knew where Elizabeth ‘was’, but she didn’t enjoy being given directions by a human. Oh well, she had to follow anyway. Harriet was a friend of Elizabeth’s. She had to respect her, even if she wanted to crush her skull.

     She rested alongside the wall of one of the hallways in the Jekyll Mansion, waiting for this Evangeline she was supposed to meet. Suddenly, she was greeted with a tug of her leg fur, looking down to see the… small child at her feet.

     “…I assume you’re the little kid I’m watchin’?” She asked her.

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A flush of rose blossomed upon Henrietta's face as Exalia said those words. She wished she could say what was on her mind to her. She wished to whatever deity was watching over her that she could have been blessed with the courage to say what she wanted to. To say "Sweetheart, thank you, I love you as well" without the fear of her reputation at stake.

She could give a small smile and a warm chuckle before replying. "Thank you for your kind words, my dear. I truely appreciate them." She beckoned her to come inside, "Would you like to come in for tea? It's only me and mother here at the moment anyway, since father's busy at work."

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Since the tragic event with Henrietta’s father, Exalia cannot help but be very tense about what she has discovered. How could he hurt her? and again, for a long time ?! 

She and Alexia kept it for a while and ended up settling in with someone else. Not because they didn’t want to keep it for long. On the contrary, they would be delighted to keep it under their roof (especially for Exalia) but let’s say that it could be financially complicated to have a second dependent (especially a minor) and in the cases, Henrietta had made her decision not to not stay. Exalia was quite upset by her sudden departure despite having tried to hold her back. But without really forcing her and especially not making her feel guilty. 

Henrietta promised to always see her when she could and to continue going out as they always do. But this time she wanted to know where is she taking refuge. She couldn’t hold back any longer. 

At the end of their meeting, they left in front of Exa’s accommodation and Henrietta left as soon as Exalia turned around. She waited until she advanced further to follow her from afar. They continued their routes until Henrietta entered a house and this stopped the pursuit for Exalia. 

She examined the house in the smallest detail to immediately leave the place to return 

Arriving at home, she goes back to her room to change herself until she hears a voice that was ringing in her ear. 

“It’s unhealthy what you’re doing.“ 

And a silouette appeared in the mirror which is only its creator. 

”I don’t see how it concerns you …“

”Exa! Do you realize what you’re doing !? You just stalked to girlfriend up to her new house! Did you think what would happen if you got noticed ?! How would she see you after that? !? “

 "I had to do it”

 ”Exalia … you have become TOO possessive and suspicious since that evening! I’m afraid you will make the same mistakes you made in the past …“ 

”NO … shut up! I already told you never to talk about this again! And I have always been like that and it will not change!“ 

”I have always been like this since I was born, representing your faults repressing that you sank in your thoughts. I have been with you, with … this girl and I would remain so as such with Henrietta. Even if … if I wanted to change, not be like that anymore. It won’t work! “

”But … there … you were about to follow her home. I feel like … you don’t trust her …“ 

But at his words, she was too hard to hear for Exalia who began to burst out in anger.

 ”I TRUST HER, ALEX! I ALWAYS DO TO HER! THESE ARE THE OTHERS I DON’T HAVE! I can’t stand losing someone I love sentimentally.“ 

And tears started to flow down her face. 

”I don’t want to lose her … “

“I can’t … not again …" 

She went to the bed and hid her face on the pillow, crying unstoppable tears. Alexia got out of the mirror to approach her. 

”Exa! Exa! Exalia! Look at me! Look at me ~ 

She pulled her face out of the pillow and Alex take her hand. 

“Listen to me. You will not lose her because you love her as she loves you too. She is very grateful for all that you have done. But know that there are limits which must not be crossed. Just … trust her and ask her if you want to know where she lives. If she refuses to tell you, give her time to let her tell you. It’s very difficult to change your life so suddenly. “ 

”Yeah … You are probably right. You really are a wise woman" 

“I am wisdom and you are strength of mind”

“For others than for us”

“Come on! Let’s go to sleep. The night was long …" 

“Yeah … Here" 

Exalia transformed to leave the place for Alexia 

”Thank you … Oh! Ed sent me a message!“ 

"What’s wrong with him yet?” she said mockingly 

Alexia doesn’t answer but she smiles after reading the message

 "Yep … whatever he says, you’re in love" 

“Good night”

“Good night too Al

(To be continue)