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Lunette is a brown haired girl, with red eyes, and dyed parts of her hair red to match. She’s pale, and somewhat timid, at least to others. She can be firm for what she believes, or her friends, but that’s it. When it comes to new people? She will want to run. She’s not skinny, but not chubby either. She’s somewhere in between.
Lunette’s POV
The Sphere is such a beautiful place. There’s nothing quite like it. Well, beautiful except for the pit, and the executions. Those are a tad upsetting… even if they do deserve it. I don’t think anyone should be thrown down there into that dirty ass pit, that pile of trash… and who knows what. At least I have my tarot cards. God, if they ever catch me with them… would I get thrown down the pit? Do people even survive? That’s morbid, but seriously could they even survive?
I shook my head, I’d much rather avoid those thoughts.
I turned to look around me. I got so caught up in my thoughts I didn’t even fucking realize people were staring at me in class. What fucking nosey pricks they are.
I looked to the board… literature class. Why the fuck do I even need this? I’m way above these nitwits. At least Chiwa is here.
I turned to whisper to her.
In a hushed tone, “Hey, Chiwa… you wanna go skip? These nitwits are getting on my nerves. Plus I know something fun we could do.”
I gave a bright sheepishly stupid smile. If anyone else saw, they’d probably think I was fucked. Though Chiwa gets me.
Chiwa just giggled and raised her hand to ask for us to be able to go on a walk.
The teacher raised an eyebrow, but he let us go. I mean, me and Chiwa were at the top of the class anyway. What would he even have to teach us? He’s not that intelligent either, I mean, along with the rest of these people he thinks someone getting thrown into the pit is fantastic. Not just acceptable, but fantastic.
I groaned after we hopped out of our seats and booked it to the hallway.
Chiwa looked to me, and said softly, in her usual manner “So, what was the fun thing you mentioned?” She closed her eyes, as she gestured her hands softly. I noticed she’s done this more lately, it’s become a habit but I think it’s cute.
”Let’s hide in the bathroom before I show you.”
I giggled, winked and took her hand. Instantly dragging her to the bathroom. Being careful to not trip over my feet, we made it.
We hid in a stall, and I pulled out my tarot cards. She screamed at the top of her LUNGS. The fuck is wrong with her?
Chiwa looked to me, disgusted, and screamed “Are you a witch?!”
Adults came quickly, they seen the cards. They dragged me out. I already knew where we were headed, the pit.
Even when you think you can truly trust someone, and you bare your soul to them, it turns out sour.
Everything just blurred as we headed to the pit. They let me keep my tarot.. but it’s just coming down with me. At least I’ll die with the one thing I know I could absolutely trust until the end, unlike Chiwa. I can’t believe she’d betray me. She’s a nitwit like the rest of them.
And just like that, the grey clouds went past me as I fell so very fast. Gosh, I can’t believe I’m alive still. This fall… is so long. It’s such a bitter price for letting Chiwa see something nobody was even supposed to fucking ever see. I trusted her. Her sour soul.
I held onto my cards, and I screamed. I yelled my soul out for the world to bear one more time before I passed away. I won’t die unheard. I will not die unheard.
”I HATE YOU! I WON’T DIE UNHEARD!” I screamed and flailed against my fate. My limbs swinging as I held my cards tight, refusing to lose them as I lost my life from the only place I’ve ever even known. I screamed at the top of my lungs. I pleaded to be heard.
Then, finally, I passed out. I was in a ball holding my cards tight to my chest as I gave up and let the darkness from myself, and the clouds consume my body.
Hours later, I woke up in a mountain of trash. Having only my cards and clothes. I seen this huge… beast? I don’t even know what you’d call that thing.
It looked like a dinosaur almost? It was made of trash, and smelt nasty as hell. It was built mostly of metal trash… though I could see some fabrics in between those. It was made of so much, and honestly? I’m scared shitless. Though if I don’t move despite the injuries I sustained. I will be that things fucking food.
So… what do I do? Fuck. I grabbed a… pot? I found in the pile of trash. My lungs burn. I must keep going though. I guess I’ll kick ass with a pot if I need to.
I crawled, trying to avoid conflict. I seriously was more concerned about living than figuring out whatever was happening right now. I found a broken gas mask within the pile. Thank goodness. The straps… are broken. Oh fuck me. That’s just what I needed. Hmph.
I rummaged through the piles of trash, and found rope. I managed to make a loose tie behind my head and got out of there as quickly as I could. Is… anyone even down here? Or will I be lost forever?
I headed off, and walked for miles… until I found this weird building? I guess I’ll check it out. If there’s people in it, that would be nice. If not? I’ll make it my base. It was spray painted, which I think is sick. I love the colours and the way they mingle.
I traced my hands on it gently. The building was tall, and looked to be… spiky on top? Kinda it’s odd. It’s grey, with some red bricks in-between. I like it though… should I knock or barge in?
I ultimately decided to knock. A lady’s voice came on… so there are people down here. Good to know. Her voice rang through my pounding head, but ultimately I decided it was good. She stated “What do you need?” She wasn’t rude, but she was very to the point which I could appreciate right about now.
”… could I come in?” I said, way softer than I intended it to be. Though, the door unlocked, so it worked in my favour. I gently pulled the door open to see this beautiful black woman, with white hair and glasses. She was truly stunning. I stared for a moment, to which she definitely noticed. She stared me up and down, to which I gulped. I was so fucking nervous right now. “… may I ask what’s your name?” I said, a bit more strong in tone than last time, but still deeply unsure.
”I’m Semiu, receptionist of the Cleaners HQ. What’s your name, love?” She could obviously tell I was nervous. Shit. Well… at least she’s nice?
”… um- uh- I’m Lunette.” I stumbled over my words horribly to which Semiu had to be holding in a laugh. Which honestly, who could blame her?
“Lunette, may I ask you some questions?”
I nodded, I mean… I’d say it’s obvious I’m not from here. I did give her a funny look at the HQ thingy. I mean… why do they have a HQ of just… janitors? Er, well cleaners? Same thing, though it’s fair enough I suppose.
”Did you come from the Sphere?” She asked, now all business. Holy shit the switch was crazy. I mean… what am I even meant to say to that?
I cleared my throat, the makeshift hold on the gas mask trying to come undone. I ignored it.. and tilted my head. “The what now?”
”The Sphere, the land from above.” She gestured slightly, and I nodded. Did she mean… the city? I figured she did but, who knows.
”Semiu, if I may, how did you know?”
She gave a small gesture to my clothes. I looked at her outfit compared to mine. I never knew there were other outfits besides… well, mine.
”Okay, so before you ask, I figure besides that stuff you wanna know my age right? Well, I’m fifteen. Fifteen and a half!” I beamed, still semi-timid, but I was definitely warming up to her.
She nodded, seeming to have expected that answer. Huh, she’s either really smart, observant or both.
”Now, what brings you here of all places?” She asked back to being soft.
”Well they tried to kill me because I was a witch, and I got thrown into the pit… and here’s where I am now. I don’t really know what I’m doing.” I rambled, more than I had intended which I’ve been doing a lot since I got down here.
A tall white-haired handsome man entered the lobby of the building from one of the hallways- and I grabbed my tarot cards, a light admitting from my hands.
What the hell was happening?