paradisalogs | loved by the sun

Who: Abby and you!
What: The first day of her loss. Surprised vampire kid is surprised.
When: Sunrise, February 17th. After this.
Where: The garden.
Rating: PG.

Time is something she has learned to become very familiar with, especially when it comes to the daylight hours. She didn't sparkle in the sunlight and was not in possession of anything that may ward off the sun for any length of time. To make a long story short; if the sun touched her skin and she was unable to get away from it? She would die.

So, then, one could only imagine her surprise after she lost track of time and had little warning before she felt the warmth of the sun's rays on her face. Warmth, but no pain. Still, she can't help the way she jerks away, grits her teeth and crouches to hide in what little shadow is left, waiting for the inevitable -- but it never comes.

So, looking utterly dumbfounded, she hesitantly raises a hand and wiggles her fingers, marveling at the way the sunlight painlessly trickles through her fingers. Daring to test her luck further, she walks back toward the entrance of the castle and stands near the doors. It probably looks like a silly display to most, but she's still waiting for either a.) her luck to run out or b.) herself to wake up.

When neither happens? Well, she's at a loss and it shows, at least through her expression.

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Sunrise is not a time of day when Rose prefers to be awake, or even nearing consciousness. But when she woke up past midnight to find that, under the influence of Valentine's cake, she had taken up a small collection of strange felines? It only seemed appropriate to spend the wee hours of the morning attempting to return each of them based on her foggy memory. Now, with only two more cats in tow, she makes a move towards the front lawn to get some fresh air.

The castle and its grounds are eerily quiet at this hour, and as Rose pushes the door open and takes in the pink sky, the last thing she expects to see is a familiar girl standing quite oddly in front of her. For a moment, she only watches Abby's behavior. Then, she offers a word.

"Might I ask what you're doing?"

Hearing another voice should not have surprised her so much, but she was so lost in the moment that she nearly forgot where she was. Clearly startled, she jerks her head in the direction the voice comes from before her expression becomes neutral once again.

She's familiar, but why is she carrying the cats? Not that something like that is strange or particularly out of place.

".. Nothing. Something just surprised me."

One of the cats - a small, black and white kitten - hops out of Rose's arms to investigate Abby. Rose watches for a moment, then takes a few slow steps forwards to join them.

"It would seem so. Is there something particularly out of place about your hand?"

He walks up to the castle, helmet tucked under his arm. Vacation time was over and it's back to dealing with castle crap. To be honest he's less than thrilled to be back...still, a familiar face catches his eye.

The list of people he's willing to chat with is pretty short and the number of kids on it is even smaller. Still, this one didn't really talk much like a kid. That and the fact that she was also the only other person he'd run into during the long Paradisan nights made her stand out.

"Aren't you supposed to be in bed or something?"

He gives her a teasing smirk.

She's still looking at her hand as if this is the first time she has seen it when the familiar voice snaps her out of the daze. Having been expecting to see him fully clad in armor, she takes a second or two to stare at his face. Ah, so there was a human under the suit after all.

The humor isn't lost on her, as she smiles briefly and drops her hand to her side.

"Aren't you?"

Church tries not to feel self conscious as she stares, telling himself it's just because it's the first time she's seen his face... It's the first time he's had a face to see in a long time.

"Nah, I don't sleep during the day."

He shrugs and nods in her direction.

"Something wrong?"

It's exactly that, not that she's known him long enough to merit a ton of surprise. She returns her attention to her hand while shaking her head, not quite as ready to spill the beans to him just yet. Hopefully he doesn't pick up on the fact that she's completely and utterly lying through her teeth here.

"Nothing is wrong, I just thought I saw something."

"What are you going to turn into a pumpkin or something?"

He raises an eyebrow skeptically.
York had told about losses that could turn him human again... and she sleeps during the day... nah, that's way to hammer-film to be a real thing.

Elektra likes the gardens. It reminds her of the childhood home in Greece minus a mile or two of hedge mazes. She could use a reminder of pleasanter days after a nearly sleepless night. (A person like her has a thousand terrible reasons not to sleep at night.) Most of the time she can get through it without any company much to her preference, but today isn't that lucky day.

Normally she would ignore someone acting strange at the front doors as she heads back inside. This is a girl, a familiar looking one at that even if she can't place the name, so Elektra quietly intervenes.

"Everything okay?"

"I.. don't know."

Abby murmurs that before she can catch herself, still glued to sunrise looming in the distance. A part of her wonders if she should run back inside because she still isn't sure this isn't just some kind of fluke. Any minute now, her skin would burst into flames and this woman would have to witness her death.

No, that was wrong. She would most likely try to help her but, luckily for the both of them, she never has to find out. Radiating hesitation, she steps into the light fully and releases a breath she didn't realize she was holding. This was the castle's doing, she just doesn't know why it's doing this.

"I'm okay," she finally manages, with some confidence.

Cimorene had set out from the castle very early, planning to search through the gardens for any herbs that might be growing. She pauses at the sight of the girl hiding in the shadows and approaches quietly.

"Are you in need of any help?"

"No."

Okay, maybe she said that a little too quickly, but she's still trying to grasp the situation at hand. This is too much to take in having been given such a short amount of time in which to cope. By now, at least, she has deduced that this is no dream.

After taking a deep breath and letting it out as a sigh, she corrects herself: ".. I mean, I'm fine. Just surprised."

"Something unexpected happened, I suppose." Cimorene's tone was unsurprised. She'd seen enough in the castle to know that the unexpected could only be expected here.

She was up before the sun (or perhaps she had never slept? Short of asking her, there's no way to tell.) walking the grounds. It was peaceful. Relaxing. And if she was able to see a few interesting sights, then that was an added benefit. And this certainly was an interesting sight.

Cat pauses for a moment, watching the girl's strange actions.

"You look as though you expected to turn to stone."

While her face isn't familiar, her voice is and because of that she considers vacating the area -- but that would be rude. Rude is not something she wanted to be when it came to Arya's mother, who she had wanted to meet for quite some time. Now that she's here? She is kind of at a loss.

She could see it, little things in her face and the way she carried herself that reminded her of her small friend. Awkwardly, she rubs at the back of her hand as she replies.

".. Something like that."

There's something familiar about the little voice that answered her. Enough to give Catelyn a little pause and cause her to regard the girl a bit more carefully.

"We have spoken before, haven't we? Your voice seems familiar."

[Evan is out for one of his customary walks around the castle grounds. Ever since the werewolf attack, he's been hyper-vigilante about keeping an eye on what was happening outside. When he sees Abby by the front doors, he walks over, smiling.]

You know, I don't think I've ever seen you out in daylight before. Your hair looks pretty under the sunlight.

[Awkward compliment is GOOOOOOO as Evan attempts to act like all is right with the world.]

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