Essence drifted through the Void, as per the usual, before dropping down into a random universe. This particular universe had a future Displaced. One of Essence’s specifically. So, as it was, she made her way to ‘Melbourne’ as fast as possible. Basically, she teleported.
“Alright, so” the tall boy says, his long duel toned hair held back by an earthy brown bandana that contrasted the ridiculously bright and green colourful suit he wore “Bunyip Hall” he looks down at the map in his hands “Is… That… Way?”
He began to wander, but when he found himself at the exact opposite side of where he needed to be he looked at the map again “Wish they’d put outside references on these bloody things…” He turned the map on an angle, looking at it from another, sticking his tongue out to the side, unaware of the presence watching him.
Essence stood by a tree, watching the boy with interest. “Huh. Okay, time for questions.” She caught up behind him and poked him. “So, do you enjoy this world?”
“EEEEP!” He cries out like a little girl In the most manly way possible. Yes. Manly… “Oh, bloody hell, sorry, caught me by surprise there” He calms his breath “So, sorry, what did you ask?”
“I said, do you enjoy this world?” Essence asked, her tail idly flicking in the background.
“Enjoy the? The world? Well, no. I think everything's going to hell and everyone's too busy bitching and moaning about stuff that shouldn’t matter whilst everything else collapses around us… umm, sorry, five years of Philosophy and Literacy has made me a bit of a pessimist.”
“No, it’s fine. Lots of worlds like this one are terrible,” Essence shrugged, “Care to leave this one behind?”
“Are you suggesting suicide? Because once again, Philosophy and Lit have brought me to the conclusion that’s the stupidest idea in existence. And that’s saying something from a Philosophical standpoi... Do you have a tail? It’s moving much too much to be costume…”
“Yes, yes I do. However, “ she poked him, “I did NOT mean suicide.”
‘Oh, the tailed girl is offering a way off the world that’s not death.. Hmm… what to do’
“Oh, well then sure”
‘Nice work mouth, going ahead without me again’
“Don’t have family to miss me”
‘IS THERE EVEN A CONNECTION BETWEEN US! Dammit…’
Essence smirked, “Mental issues?”
“No, I just have no filter half the time”
‘And the other half is too busy thinking to come out… wait… no.. no of course, why wouldn’t the cat girl have telepathy or at least empathy, why not, why don't I just develop it too Bloody fuckin!’
“Alright, I can take care of that for you,” she smiled, “Any chosen forms?”
“I like Azazel”
‘POTATO BATTERY! be a GLaDOS!’
“Alright. Azazel and Potato Battery,” she gave them a thumbs up, before kissing his head and his vision went black.
(hr)
A being falls from the sky above the Everfree forest.
It’s skin almost matching the colour of the night, unangelic wings flickering loose over its sides and long hair flailing about, covering over the horn and stub on it’s head, a spade ended tail wraps around itself and pulls tight to the body.
Unconscious to the outside world it fell and fell, but something was happening inside.
‘You left… why? I need you too! You’re a part of me! Why couldn’t I go help Joseph too? Crikey…’
The body hits the treeline, snapping branches and making a ruckus when it finally hits the floor. It jolts awake in massive pain, but the shock and agony quickly shuts it’s mind off to it’s most basic instinct. It begins to cry.
Several minutes later another form appears, and although it didn’t know it, it was fortunately a sentient and good. The Zebra moves closer to the crying form, unsure of how to proceed, having never seen anything like the, supposed, beast in the forest before.
“I do not wish to cause alarm” She stated calmly and on the quiet side “And I do not wish you harm”
It doesn’t respond, or at least doesn’t cease its crying, so she carefully maneuvers around so she can see its face.
“There is no more need for these tears” She crouches, still prepared to bolt at the first sign of trouble “You’ll attract beast of greater fears”
It finally opens its eyes, blood red with only small white pupils visible besides. After a moment of examining the mare, it designates it as not a threat, unclenching its form some, at least until the pain flares again.
“You seem to be in much pain, If you want I can render you unconscious, take care of your wounds and awaken you again? Though to get to such extremes we must be cautious”
‘I have no reason to trust her but this pain. I’ll be better off if she does kill me’
A distant howl fills the air, It looks about slightly wary of the pain, as does the zebra, though she was wary of the danger.
‘Though if she keeps her word’
It thinks for a moment, before getting the mare’s attention, taking a deep breath it prepares to do something foolish, especially if it doesn’t work.
He gets up and stretches as fast as he can, the shock from the pain once again changing his awareness.
The Zebra jumped back, but works out what was happening when its body dropped, no longer crying or the whimpering he had gone to.
So, she carefully hoisted it onto her back, its blood feeling warm and sticky upon her back and began her trek back home.
(hr)
“tuqasim alllataf 'annaha 'iinjazaan sahlaan...”
Is the first thing it hears upon waking up, its eyes flutter open.
“Ah, you awaken, do not try to move”
‘Is that a threat?’
“I will help you sit up”
‘Oh’
“The injuries you have received have required tight and stable wrappings, now what would you like in your cup?” She finishes her sentence as she finishes propping it up.
“Most of your wounds were only skin deep, but some got infected while you lay in a heap”
She fetches a jug of water, a small filter looking device and some funny smelling dried ingredients, before explaining,
“I do not know what you are, but your body seems to recover fast, and my usual medicine works on you well. So I thought you might like some teas and herbal stews to help recover from how you fell”
It accepts the cup, but still isn’t sure what the dry’s are.
“These herbs do different things for you, in you infuse them in a brew. To make a tea that helps expels disease, you can use this to soak them with ease” she say passing him the filter device.
It figures out the rest on it’s own, filling one side of the filter with the drys, closing it and placing in the cup of hot water.
The Zebra looks on, pleased to be helping, but her gazing is cut short by a rapid knocking at the door.
“ZECORA! ZECORA OPEN UP! ZECORA PLEASE COME QUICK” A young voice calls, Zecora rushes over and reveals a small purple grey filly with blond mane gasping for breath.
“Oh dear Little Dinky Doo, What seems to be troubling you?”
“THE CMC! We were all coming to see you,but then a bunch of timber wolves came out of nowhere! They chased us but we lead them about for a bit and they stopped following us, but the girls fell down a hole, and found out the reason! We stumbled on a Manticore cave, it’s asleep, but… but…” the filly starts crying “It’ll wake up soon. I know it… It’ll wake and I’ll lose her”
“So long as you do not mind my other guest, you should come inside and stay and rest, I know of this place you speak, and luckily it’s sleeping isn’t weak. I’ll go swiftly now to save the fillies, they’re clever enough not to be sillies”
‘Zecora’ as it now knows, let’s the filly past, before grabbing some ropes and a pole off the wall, she headed out, but quickly popped her head back in,
“Oh, and to you, my mysterious patient, just drink up your tea and upon my return tell me how it went” before closing the door and leaving.
It turns its concentration back to its tea, see it is still stewing, it goes looks to the new occupant of the room
And finds the filly looking back with wide eyes.