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Cleo stands utop the burning trees. flames consuming the trees Lizzie so truly cherished. Lizzie watches helplessly.
"You really do keep your promises." Lizzie speaks, her voice isn't loud, not necessarily quiet either, just.. broken.
"Of course I do." Cleo smirks as They say this, a teasing grin on that stupid red life's face.
"Maybe I'm not fit for this series after all. you make some friends, but whatever, it's stupid. you'll lose them all. all of them gone in an instant." Lizzie thought, still staring up at the demon that Cleo has become.
"Cleo.. you.. you sure you really can't just.. forgive Bigb? I mean, the curse-the curse! it does things to people, Cleo! I mean I'm sure if you just forgive him we can still be.. together? a team! Just.. Please, Cleo.." Lizzie yells up, almost desperate.
"He's still a traitor, Lizzie." Cleo says back, almost.. Vengeful. But they got their revenge, why are they still so aggressive..?
Cleo hops down and walks off.
As soon as Ren and Bigb flee, Lizzie stays. She makes a sort of.. Monument? She arranges dirt in a way that looks almost like a small grave. Lizzie places her flower crown down down on top.. Like some sort of offering, like if she's gentle enough Cleo will come back..
Lizzie feels.. Pathetic almost. She hates that she misses them, hates that she needs Cleo so much it hurts, hates that there's no option in this stupid stupid death game. Why does she feel so pathetic? why can't she just get over Cleo..?
Lizzie walks off.
Cleo stops by the burned remains of the fort. With intentions to look of course, they go to the mound of dirt Lizzie made, confused as hell.
"What the hell is this??" Cleo thinks, confused.
Cleo picks it up.. Turning the flower crown around in their hands, looking at it confused. Lizzie would never take off her flower crown, Cleo made it with her of course. Does this mean Lizzie.. Really is over it?
Cleo takes the flower crown. putting it on their head.
Lizzie is red now, rejected by society. Ren left her, Bigb left, Cleo is still gone, all she has is this stupid crossbow and her arrows. Her wings are clipped and chipped from her own doing, she figured that if she didn't have a reason to escape, why did she need wings? Not to mention that she just.. Wanted to feel something other than Longing for what she used to have. She hasn't sought out Joel yet, she's just kinda wandering the server.
Lizzie comes across the Cabin. She sees little old Cleo near it, just kinda resting.. They're still red. Still there. They haven't noticed Lizzie.. but Lizzie notices her crown. On Cleo's head.
"Is that my crown??" Lizzie calls out, emerging from the woods
"Maybe. What if it is?" Cleo says back, now pushing off from where they were resting and moving slightly closer to Lizzie.
Lizzie watches as they approach.. Scared, by also weirdly.. Happy? Why is she happy? They're red, they can't be happy, they're supposed to be aggressive. But oh how she's missed Cleo..
"What're you doing..?" Lizzie says softly, looking at Cleo with a tilt of the head
"Hmm. Nothing. Just seeing my little old traitor bud.* Cleo says, shrugging before speaking up again. "So.. I heard you use fireworks now, still thinking of my fire?"
Lizzie looks up at Cleo. "No. Theyre.. quick and reliable.. Obviously."
"Liar." Cleo says, crossing their arms.
"Just.. go away." Lizzie says, looking away. "And take off my stupid flower crown."
Cleo looks down at Lizzie, groaning. "You're impossible. You finally turn red and you don't even wanna talk to me? You're no fun." Cleo uncrosses their arms. "You're weird, aren't ya? harboring a traitor and coming to me once you're red and said traitor left you. Funny how life works."
Lizzie doesn't respond
"Lizzie. What's with your wings?" Cleo says, pointing out Lizzie's clipped and chipped fairy wings.
Lizzie freezes up. she looks back at them for a second, before looking away again "..Shut up. Just shut up. I'm going off on my own."
Lizzie walks off.
Cleo watches as she walks off.
"Weird.." Cleo mutters as they watch her walk off.
Lizzie dies to some red-on-red violence. Cleo watches as the death message shows up in chat.
"Maybe I did miss her. Damnit all." Cleo says. Gripping the flower crown tight.