moonstrualcycle | no running in the halls!

[ No she has a couple things, but it's 80% ice cream, let's be realistic. Lea stops, and eyes Isa with a kind of slow-dawning horror. ]

Wouldn't know. I didn't really think 'oh hey, fairies are attacking, maybe I'll just eat them'.

[the real question is would Isa eat fairies if they weren't made of candy. the answer is probably yes, if they were attempting to attack her. she's not some sort of barbarian who just eats innocent fairies, god. Isa casually pulls bits of her croissant off and eats them, before:]

What'd you think Pixi Sticks were made of, then?

[you are friends with a fiend, Lea. just fyi.]

I'm going to pretend I didn't hear that so I can still enjoy them.

[ Lea was probably that dumbass who pretended to snort Pixi Sticks and then accidentally did for real.

In the distance: ominous, flighty buzzing. ]

[there's a good chance that probably happened because Isa dared her to, i imagine. Isa's attention twitches toward the sound, but she's got enough time to finish her croissant.]

I don't know why you would bother with stuff like that when cake exists.

[ I mean, probably. Lea's grabbing more shit to put in the bowl, because They Are Coming and usually she makes a fast getaway. ]

What, breads? Not everyone likes cake.

No, the artificially-dyed sugar that burns when it gets in your sinuses.

[it sounds like she's trying to shit on this candy but she loves it once in a while too. she's positively glacial now compared to earlier, and to Lea, just finishing the last bits of pastry, brushing the crumbs off her lap, and getting calmly to her feet.]

How sturdy do you think the branches on the bacon tree are?

[ Lea grumbles something about not intending for it to be in her sinuses, then looks up to the tree. Everything here functions like the real, non-food versions, and the tree itself can hold the branches and everything else, so... ]

Pretty sturdy.

[ A beat. ]

Why. Isa, why?

I think you know why.

[she's needed to beat the shit out of something since last night, and if small flying things made of candy are all that's available, that'll have to do, but she's gonna do it as properly as she can. over to the tree she goes, and grabs a branch the thickness of her forearm in one hand and just breaks it off like some kind of savage. she gives it a couple of practice swings to see how it feels; it's no claymore, but it'll work, and the leaves still on it will give it a wider range.]

[ After a moment of stunned silence, because breaking the branch off like that was pretty badass: ]

They're fairies.

[ And here they come, one big sparkling, sugary pink and purple swarm of small, delicate, and pissed off fairies. ]

Yep.

[nuts, gotta two-hand this like a baseball bat, it doesn't have the right balance, oh well. also Lea please remember, you and Roxas were the ones who went to Neverland and actually saw a real fairy, and the reports you brought back were mostly understood by Saix to have been some sort of high-spirited fantasy you shared from the power of friendship, or something. Isa has zero attachment to even the idea of fairies. come at me, fuckers, it's gonna be like hitting a home run with a bath bomb, i bet.]

[ There's an internal debate going on in Lea's heart. On the one hand, the fairies are dicks and routinely attack anyone who comes here and takes any of the food. On the other hand, she's a Hero now, on the side of Light, and she probably should have a problem with Isa just flyswatting a bunch of food-born fairies to their sugary graves.

On the other other hand, people come back from death here.

She's going to take a crouch and take a seat by the door as the fairies make a bee-line for Isa. They don't have weapons, but they do bite. ]

[Isa bites too, it's okay. the front line of fairies gets absolutely obliterated by some a+ batting form that she may or may not have picked up from watching the keykids, and then she does a much more familiar overhead slam right through the middle of the cloud. it's raining sugar, Lea, are you sure you don't want to be over here with all three of your hands?

that expression on Isa's face should probably be worrying, but at least it looks like she's having fun. "fun".]

[ It turns out the fairies, while rabid, are not stupid — they may or may not have a hivemind, or just an intense mob mentality, but after seeing so many of them turned into pixie dust in the literal sense, they start to scatter. The ground at Isa's feet is carnage. Sprinkles, sugar-spun wings and limbs...

Lea is eating bread, but she's passively mind-blown. Is she horrified? Is she aroused? It is a mystery. Oh, she knows that move.

Best to just let Isa get it out of her system. ]

[nope, you're all getting murdered, c'mere. shit this small shouldn't require so much movement, but now the (remaining) leaves are useful for grabbing those stragglers as they spread out, and it's probably over pretty quickly. without Lunatic or berserking she can't leave cool craters in the dirt but whatever.

the worst part will probably be when she's through smashing things, and has gotten all the fairies she can find, and stoops to pick up a uh. a clump, is all it can be called, and takes a bite.]

[ Lea is impressed regardless, and starts to speak when the initial devastation is over. ]

Well, you did it. Are you feeling be—

[ And then Isa takes a bite of fairy carnage, and really, Lea should have seen this coming. ]

Trying to absorb their powers now too?

No, I'm seeing if they're made of candy. Tastes like... cotton candy, but crunchy.

[not worth gathering up and keeping in the fridge, unfortunately. she'll finish this bit, minus the wings because the texture is weird on those, and then she chucks the abused bacon-branch back towards the tree it came from. her entire demeanor is more like she just chased a couple of seagulls away from a nice picnic and is now getting back to work.]

[ Hmmmmmm still horrified. Maybe a little swoon-y, at the sheer nonchalance in which Isa has just massacred an entire fairy race. ]

I don't wanna say I'm terrified, but.

[Isa dusts her hands off, business-like, and heads for Lea and the door. there's a sparkly coating of dust all over her hair that she's unaware of, even as she's giving Lea the "stop being a dumb baby" look.]

Why? They attacked me, I was just defending myself.

[everyone here knows that's bullshit.]

I think that's what they call overkill.

[ Says she, the most extra person in the room. But hey, who is she to stop Isa from murdering a race of candy fairies and all that. Hang on, she's pulling out her phone to snap a picture. Of Isa. ]

[huhwhat, why photo. she looks confused, then suspicious, but still doesn't catch on to the mess on her hair.]

You're one to talk. That's how both of us work, anyway.

Maybe that's why we're friends.

[ They should get going, now that Isa's committed fairy genocide, but first, lemme take a selfie. She's gonna leave the bowl of food on the ground and hook an arm around Isa to take their first friendly selfie since she got here. ]

I think we're friends because you wouldn't leave me alone and eventually you grew on me, like some sort of fungus.

[at least Isa's familiar with this activity by now, after her several days of being around people with phones. she's trying to look annoyed but it's not working very well, she's got the tiniest lopsided smile.

Hey, I grew on you fast. I'd be one of those little white mushrooms that pop up overnight. Get it right.

[ That's gonna be her phone background at some point and you cannot stop her. Anyway, she detaches from Isa and goes to pick up the bowl o' food. ]

Ready?

Mushrooms are fungus, dummy. Let's go, you said exploring next?

[Isa's gonna be so mad whenever she discovers the state of her hair, probably whenever she's rounding up clothes. also that's not really to-go food, Lea, what are you doing.]

Yeah but my point was that I grew on you immediately. Don't lie.

[ Any food is a to-go food if you're brave enough. Let's just go through this conspicuously placed tree in this candy forest, since it's the door we came in through. This is a good, proper introduction to the weird ass rooms and doors in this place. ]

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