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The lightning from the gunmetal clouds strikes loudly in the backdrop of Watatsumi Island. Droplets of condensate filter through the sand whilst soldiers battled, their weapons clashing against metal and occasionally brushing skin.
Kokomi gingerly steps over rotting wood, her eyes arduously looking over the ongoing fray not too far from her. She straightens her back before expiring a short breath, the oxygen visible in the air. Kokomis vision gleams with a soft blue light as the pattering of rain comes to a standstill whilst her opaline gloved hands reached out infront of her.
The suspended droplets of water shone like avian pearls from the glint of light which shone down apon Watasumi Island through the stormy weather. Kokomi's coral hair wabbles with the zephyr before she takes a few more tentative steps forwards before other, quicker, and more hasty steps are heard closing in towards her.
Before Kokomi is given anymore time to react; a searing pain erupts throughout her body. The feeling of the sharpened spear colliding with her body was splitting.
She halts; blood spluttering from blushed lips before she inevitably doubles over, shuddering as her hands end up just above her lavender stockings as time seems to freeze.
The icy wind and lashes at any and all exposed skin as she looks between her allies and enemies alike, blearily. The warm yet numbing feeling of blood dripping from her gash consumes her before her hydro vision flickers.
Kokomi's knees buckle as she collapses on the sand and rotted wood with a thunk. She tilts her head to the side, eyes misty and unfocused as blood trickles from her mouth as she exerts to keep her eyes open as her gaze turns to the star-filled sky.
"A lapse in judgement.."
Kokomi utters before falling limp against the ground, her worlds going dark and empty around her as the sounds of the sea: the battle and the pained sounds of soldiers.
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Eventually, Kokomi begins to stirr. The dampness of dew against her back cause her eyes to open and peer around wearily.
"Hello?"
A not so far off voice asks. Kokomis eyes dart around before landing on the figure. White hair with streaks of black, a grey and white suit with red detailing, black flared trousers with sleek black shoes with golden heels.
Kokomis arm weakly stretches out across the grass, her eyes close for a moment as she inhales a shakey breath. Were her troops okay? Kokomis hands clutch with what little strength she had as she shifts her weight onto her side, though stopping midway due to the mystery woman speaking up again.
"Might you need help?"
She asks before lowering herself down besides Kokomi, one knee and shin on the damp yet lush grass beneath them whilst she leant an elbow on the other knee. Her chin being propped up by her palm.
"Nmn.. er.."
Kokomi struggles to get her words together as all she can do is limply stare up at this.. bewitching woman. All she seems to do is fixate on her midnight black eyes with red cross irises. my, they were mesmerising.
Kokomi is lulled out of her trance via a gentle poke from the woman's red coffin nail. Were those gloves with nails on or were her hands black? She blinks back confusion.
"Who are you..?"
Kokomi questions the refined figure before her, Kokomis lavender eyes struggling to stay on their face.
"Looking into my eyes is ill-advised, I cant garentee you'll like what you see. Though, you may call me Arlecchino."
Kokomi gives a small nod, not completely registering much apart from her name, her lips slightly parted with slightly laboured breaths as Arlecchino analyses her condition.
"That's.. mnh."
Her eyes close and her head falls limp against the grass, the blades enveloping her. Arlecchinos eyebrows lift just barely before her expression returns back to normal, her eyes flicking down towards her face. Her nails brush against Kokomis ear before wrapping underneath her head.
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Kokomi turns onto her side as her lavender eyes begin to open. Her hands reach towards her left before her fingers instinctively curl and wrap around a wrist. A wrist? She looks up, blinking away the haziness of sleep before gazing up at Arlecchino.
Arlecchino peers down at the lying Kokomi, her usual soft pink ponytail undone as her hair sprawls out beneath her and over the pillow which her head was resting on. Arleccino pushes strands of hair away from Kokomis face, pointed maroon nails trailing her face.
"Hello..? Where am I?"
Kokomi asks quietly, her eyes darting over Arlecchino and her partially obstructed view of the room where she resided in.
Arleccino begins to part her lips, though she stops herself momentarily, eyebrows furrowing slightly as she peers down at Kokomi.
"Hello again, you're currently in the House of The Hearth. I am hopeful you know your name."
She says curtly, pulling her hand away from her face and placing it back onto the cotton duvet, Kokomis fingers still wrapped around her wrist.
"Mnh, my name.. is.. ah.. sorry, my head- gh."
Kokomi winces just barely before continuing.
"Kokomi, the Divine Priestess of Watatsumi Island."
Arlecchino nods taking Kokomis hand into her own, intertwining their fingers.
"My, what an exquisite name."
Kokomi gives a small smile, looking away briefly before their eyes meet once more. She looks up at Arlecchino, the lighting illuminating her pale yet blushed face and causing her to appear even more ethereal than usual.
"Why, thank you, um, Arlecchino.- Atleast I think your name is that.."
A shortlived smile appears on Arlecchino's face at that.
"Yes, that is my name. No need to fret."