Strange happenings? nothing new (Isabelle and Cherry summer event)

"So what you're saying is that your partner can control what people see, but only if they do not have any power to fight against demons?" That was a strange little restriction, but the blonde could kind of understand why, after all people who could fight against demons where better suited to resist magical attacks, and that most likely included magical charms and such. Although what her partner was doing seemed to be more like illusions rather then charms. "A robot? I've met a few robots. They where all very nice people." Cherry has yet to find a robot she did not like yet. Which made her have quite the high option of their 'kind.'

The blonde's eyebrows raised up as Isabelle began to try and fix the dumpster, a act that confused the girl to no end. It wasn't all thar important, just a dumpster. Besides Cherry doubted the taller woman would be able to actually fix that thing. She didn't really crush or bend it like Isabelle did with her dumpster, rather the teen punched many holes through it with her wooden fist. Even if she was a skilled folder, she doubted the dumpster would ever be the same after it had so many holes punched through it. After all without any way to fuse the metal back together there wasn't much that could be done. "I guess so. It's just kind of hard to do you know, it's like trying to move your blood or something. I cannot really do much about it." Cherry said softly as she watched her shrink back into her normal human form.

"Any idea on where we are right now, or are we still drawing a blank on that?" Cherry still had no clue where she actually was. It wasn't in paris or endymion that was for sure but other then that she knew nothing.

Hearing Cherry basically Analyze what Astarte did made Isabelle smile and nod "That's exactly right, though Illusion isn't really the right term... if they touched it they would feel like they are touching my normal form not my changed form, so say they reached for my hand, they would see themselves reaching for my normal forms hand, but they would really be reaching up farther to reach my hand when I am transformed... so it kind of tricks their mind" she clarified.

"Yeah the ones I met seemed pretty cool too" she said nodding to Cherries assessment of them as she thought back to the one she met, They had seemed kind enough.

"Oh trust me I know what that is like... Astarte fills my mind with so many suggestions and Ideas all the time to try to make me do what she wants me to do.. I have heard some others get headaches of painful spasms from theirs, some even try to kill them if they don't do what they want them to do... I consider myself lucky in that regard all she does is try to tempt me with the Ideas in my head.. and the worst part is I know she can make them possible.. but self control is important.. and after some time she stopped insisting as much.. granted it was compromise on both sides.. I had to do a few of those suggestions to get her to let up and give me better access to her powers, so it's a bit give and take, but I have made my lines clear and when she tried to make me push them I just stopped listening to her suggestions till she finally apologized.. it's my body after all.. she's just along for the ride" she said with a smirk.

"As for where we are? No clue.. you have to realize the 'Powers that be' in Endymon told everyone that the entire world was a ruined wasteland and that the only safe place was Endymon... so there really wasn't a lot taught about the outside world or even available to look up if you had a mind to sneak around to find out... though I feel they likely had some information on the outside world but it was likely in their castle...yeah you heard me right... they had a freaking castle..." she said rolling her eyes

"That sounds terrible." She said softly. Not really trying to see the bright side of things Isabelle tired to show her. She just couldn't imagine sharing her body with a demon, let alone it making demands of her. The demons had already maimed her. Tore her arm from her socket, and replaced it with a wooden limb. A large, bulky, wooden limb that just made her life harder and was borderline useless other then the fact that she could still move it around and fight demons with it. Along with the pure raw strength it gave her. Other then that she saw no pros to her arm, and plenty of cons. If she had to deal with a demon along with this arm? That would truely be hellish, may even push her over the edge and make her do something she normally wouldn't even think of trying to perform. "Just because she is better then other demons doesn't make her actions right. In the end she was trying to mess with your mind. I am glad that you two could work it out in the end, but I still think she went too far then, now too if she is still doing that stuff."

Cherry couldn't help but roll her eyes upon hearing Isabelle tell her about the people in charge in the city. "Oh, so they cannot help other people, but they can give themselves a castle?" She scoffed out, those people who would in control where truely disgusting. They must have been demons acted like humans. It would make sense after all, they controlled demons, used them for their own gain. And she knew for a fact that other demons would rule over weaker one's and force them to make them do their doing and servce their will. "The vaults seem to say the same thing. A met one guy, a really big jerk by the way, pushy too. He told me that the vaults told people that the surface of Paris was a doomed place filled with demons......... Do you think maybe they are connected?" It was a strech but this may have been a world wide problem, rather then just one that was mainly only in Paris or Endymion.

"Well I am sure it is horrible for those with a demon that doesn't care about them, but Astarte kind of Adopted me when she was fused with me, kept me sane, she was all I had really, and I was kind of all she had, so it just worked out, not everyone is as lucky, but everyone can still try to assert their dominance over the demon they are fused with.. at least that's what Astarte tells me" she said as she stretched again, though as Cherry said those things about Astarte the smile faded from Isabelle's lips.

"If she hadn't done what she did I would have died... my body.. after all the experiments was not in the best of shape... she gave me strength and stamina.. things I was missing.. she made my body healthier, healthy enough to escape and survive, I understand you hate the demons, I do as well, but I am also aware that some are not like all the others.. though they are rare I will admit that" she said simply.

hearing Cherry give her opinion of the leaders of endy though put a smile back on her face 'Yeah... figures doesn't it?" though as the girl went on about these vaults she had to think for a moment "Hard to say, are they letting people in and out as they please? are they trying to force everyone inside to make them follow their rules? that was the thing about endy.. the government did everything in it's power to try to make sure people followed their rules, made sure they stayed in line.." she said as she recalled the situation and the vaults didn't sound quite the same.

Cherry still wasn't really sure if she could trust the demon inside of Isabelle. Devah seemed trustworhy, and she could proof to be just like Devah in that case. But those comments about what she tired to do with the older woman's mind still didn't really sit right with the teen. She sounded nice sure, but it could all be a trick. Either way there was still no real way to tell just yet. "That is what I would try to do." It was a simple, bland reply. Said in a simple, blane tone of voice. Almost like plain, unbuttered bread was stating it's option on something. It was her body after all, she wouldn't allow any demon to take control of her. Although after she said that, she did feel sorta strange. It wasn't anything serious, not even something she could put a finger on. But emotionally she felt a little weird after telling Isabelle how she'd try and take full control over her body.

Trying to brush that to the side, Cherry would switch focus to Isabelle's comment about how her demon saved her. "Maybe, you never know. This arm ruined my body. And the tests they ran on me, and all the shots and other stuff they did to me didn't help. But I still escaped. And I did it all on my own. I think you could have done it on your aswell if you where given enough time. But I may be wrong. That branch may not have be willing to spend so much time on their subjects as the one in Paris was." Like before the talking about her time at the lab left her shuddering as she started to try and look around the place, back on her quest to find a way back home.

"I can't say for sure, I've only been in there a few times. But I do know that people from the vaults can leave. That is only because of a demon attack though, before that nobody emwould come out, and nobody would be allowed in." Not like Cherry tired. Her mother had said many times that vault dwellers where not to be trusted. And that a vault life was not meant for them.

Isabelle listened to the shorter girl "You say you escaped all on your own... but when you escaped... didn't you have that arm on you? did you do things to escape that you couldn't have done without that arm?" she asked as she looked at the girl and gestured for her to follow "You have to stop thinking of it as not a part of you... whether you like it or not it is now, maybe you not accepting that is what's making it hard for you to control what you can do with the energy it's putting into your body?" she advised as they walked out into a park and she sat down on one of the benches and she patted the bench for Cherry to sit with her.

"As for these vaults... don't mistrust them immediately.. but by the same thing don't go trusting them totally, I would say.. just be cautious, and defend yourself if you have to, but if the place turns out to be okay, and they are letting people come and go as they please.. maybe use the place as a safe haven when you need one?" she said with a smile.

"Yes I had the arm with me, but it didn't help me escape. If anything it made things harder for me." In a way this limb did help her out in many ways, but it also made her life harder in other ways aswell.

The younger girl would roll her eyes upon hearing Isabelle.adding her two cents into her arm. "This arm is as much apart of me as a tapeworm would be. It isn't apart of me, it never has been and it never will be. It's more like a parasite then anything else. It is only good for one thing, other then that it is totally usless. I have said this many times before and I will continue saying it many times after this." She was getting annoyed with Isabelle consently comparing her demon weapon to her wooden limb. She knew that she was only trying to help, but it was getting on her nerves. This woman may have been through the same process as her, but her 'partner' cleary was mainly focused on making her stronger rather then weaker like Cherry's arm did to her. Even if this partner may or may not have been just trying to use her.

"I am not too sure. My mom told me not to trust them and she knows what she is talking about. Plus most people who live in those vaults tend to be rather pushy and rude, although I have met a few kind people who either lived in a vault at one point or are still living there, so I don't really know how to feel about them just yet."

Isabelle shrugged to the girls clear offence "Hey you asked for my help, I told you I only had experience with my partner here, don't go biting at me when your the one that asked for the advice, when I can only really match it up to what I know" she said simply not angry just stating fact as she sat on the bench and relaxed a bit.

"As for your tapeworm analogy... that's flawed... a tapeworm does nothing for you at all.. that arm does do something for you.. and for people you want to protect.. and as much as you hate it.. you have to admit you likely wouldn't have survived some of the things you have survived with out it.. and before you go say you wouldn't have been in situations like those if you didn't have the arms let me ask this... would you not having the arm have prevented demons from being all over Paris? if not then no.. those situations are not all because of your arm alone so don't try that crap" she smirked. "One of my friends has a bad habit.. almost does the blame game like you.. cept she has a better reason then you do to play it" she added.

"As for what your mother told you, that's great and all to listen to, but you have to learn to think on your own as well.. I am sure you must have realized that she was wrong about some things.. not everything.. no one is usually wrong about everything... but everyone can be wrong about something" she said as she relaxed on the bench.

"Yes it is useful for fighting off demons, and no those situations where not all caused by my arm. People thinking that I was a demon and running away from me was caused by my arm though, the rest of my body being weaker then I was years ago was caused by my arm, the fact that I have to eat more then usual because this thing makes me have to eat more, is in fact, caused by my arm!" She huffed out, clicking her nails against the hard wood for dramatic effect before she continued to rant about her demonic weapon. "This stupid thing has caused me much more harm then good! And who knows what else this thing is doing, I may have been able to have a ghost like my friends, I may die sooner then other people because of this thing. You try lugging this damn thing around for years, see if you have a good enough reason to play the 'blame game.' Ugh!" The girl was now in a pretty pissy mood. The woman did have her points, but Cherry was too annoyed to actually listen to them enough to actually take her comments to heart.

"She's right about most things. Honestly since most of those vault people where very creepy and pushy, I think that the few people I have met from the vaults are the exceptions to the rule, just like how Devah is when it comes to the rest of the demons."

Isabelle listened and nodded along, she wasn't about to deny the issues the arm caused, only stop the girl from blaming it for everything, though as the girl talked about dying earlier it reminded her of someone in Endy, and she smirked a bit, "Honestly your right, I haven't had issues like that, I have just had to live with a demon forced to be part of my body and to get along with it I have had to make some sacrifices... for instance I look nothing like I used to before I got Astarte.. if I met my family none would recognize me at all.. any old friends I had? would never recognize me.. I even Changed my name... the moment I got joined to Astarte The old me died... I could never go back to that life.. because of the changes.." she said as she looked at the gloves but she continued.

"As for dying at a younger age? no that won't happen to me... but I know this one little girl.. smaller then you Cherry.. much smaller, and she knows roughly how many years left she has.. maybe six if she is lucky.. and she had one of those ghosts like your friends and the people I have seen, she has known roughly how long she had to live since she was younger.. and you know what she does everyday? She doesn't complain about it.. she doesn't even talk about it much unless it's brought up and even then she doesn't seem affected by it anymore.. instead. she is using her power to fight and heal people, she is taking her power and using what little time she has left, to change things even if she doesn't live to see it.." she looked over at Cherry.

"and she was born with that little time.. it wasn't caused by a demon or some other thing like that, and he didn't let that stop her.. compared to that.. I honestly think my own complaining is rather stupid.. I spend most of my time enjoying myself, and only go out when I have some lead on were to go, and I don't even do the searching.. granted I would if I was any good at it.. but I honestly have never tried to be good at it" she said shrugging

"Yet there is this little girl who will die in a few short years.. out there who has done more then me in the full life I have lived so far.. and THEN she got powers.. I think if she can do all that.. most anyone with a healthy body or even only some small issues.. can do the same or more.." she said as she sat there.

"As for what your mother said.. I can't really say to much on that. Personally I would never listen to anyone telling me that all of some group is evil.. mostly because, as you have already pointed out, they are clearly wrong.. you met people from a Vault that were kind, you even met a DEMON that was kind... so what else was your mother wrong about?" she said in a relaxed tone.

The young girl would listen to the older woman with annoyed look on her face. The teen was already elbow deep in her bad mood and it wasn't about to change just because Isabelle talked about her struggles. They where bad yes, but Cherry has gone through the same things. Her arm has totally changed her life forever, she had to change so much in order to live with it. If she was in a better mood, Cherry would probably be sympathizing with Isabelle. But at the moment she felt as if Isabelle was just trying to 'top her' with her story. Which made her more mad. And if that wasn't enough, she would then bring up about a friend of her's living in Endymion.

Cherry couldn't stand listening to this. Her eyes narrowing at her elder as she kept talking about her friends. She felt more anger flow through her as the woman went on and on. Who in the hell did she think she was? Comparing Cherry to her friend? Like the girl wasn't good enough, while this random teen she has never heard of before this moment, was apparently much better then she was! "I am very sorry about your friend's lifespan. I don't think any good person should be forced to deal with that." She started off her rant on a good note. After all, the teen's ire was at Isabelle, not at her friend and she wanted to make that very clear. However after that she would let her sour mood shine. A scowl forming on her face before she continued.

"The main problem with you story there, is that I am not your friend. Your friend is not me. I haven't gone through the amount, or the type of pain she has probably gone through, just as she hasn't felt the type or the amount of pain I have gone through. We are different people and you know what? Just because she doesn't complain about it, doesn't mean I don't have the right to complain. I think I have a pretty good fucking reason to complain actually! I don't care if she can handle her problems better then I can, I don't even know her! And for the record I will have you know, I do help people! I fight off demons, I heal people, I try to look for things that change the tide of the war. So don't you sit over there, and try to tell me that you friend is better then me. Because guess what? She ISN'T! You're not better then me! Your friend isn't better then me! Your friend's friends are not better then me! And I refuse to stay around here and listen to you trying to convince me other wise. Got it!?" By the time her rant was over her body was shaking in place, her tantrum making her be filled with fury. Cherry has had this bottled up for quite a long time now, and Isabelle just happened to be the unluckly soul that caused her to pop off.

"I don't know, probably not much! Like I said, most of the kind people I have met, vault people or demons, have been rare. Exceptions to the rule, not the rule itself. Honestly right now I am wondering how many things that you are wrong about. My mom has lived for a long time, if she tells me something, there has to be a good reason for it. You? Who knows, this may all be just some sort of trick for all I know! You could have been just trying to trick me, get my guard down, and kill me." With that she would turn on her heel and start stomping off in a random direction. "I wasted enough time here. I am going to look for a way back home."

Isabelle smiled as she got up and followed Cherry, she was well aware of how people like her were, she reminded her of her friend with a substance abuse issue, though again different situations, but she knew they bottled things up, and they would feel betting letting it out, best to let it out at her, she could take it, rather then on someone they knew and liked better. So she followed Cherry not saying anything for the time being, just like she would with her friend, she would just hang around to let her cool off before talking with her again, simple song and dance, if you know the steps.

If not well you are likely to get punched or slapped.. Not that she minded that ether, she could take that too, so all in all it wasn't a major issue for her and so she followed waving to people who noticed her, clearly the girl forgetting that Without Her around people were going to notice her rather stand out arm, something Isabelle wasn't forgetting or going to let the girl suffer with realizing when it was to late if she could help it.

The girl did not notice Isabelle trailing behind her, the teen simply stomping through the town. Taking odd twists and turns, when she spots the odd stranger looking their way, she would try to crouch down. Walking on the balls of her feet, instead of loudly bringing slamming her whole foot down on the ground like she was before. That didn't mean she had stopped being mad, not at all. Just that she recalled that stomping around the streets while your goal is to remain hidden is not the wisest idea. It took a good five or so minutes for her to take a break, the blonde letting put a sigh as she slumped down against her wall. Her grey eyes glaring at Isabelle. "Why are you following me?" Cherry said, annoyance lining her voice as she crossed her legs together and looked up at the sky.

Isabelle smiled as she walked behind Cherry, she reminded her so much of her friend at this moment, and as she walked she couldn't help but think of her other friends, they would all be fine thankfully, and eh had no loved ones to be endangered with her not being there, hell most of the people she knew could handle themselves, if anything she was likely to miss out on some matched in the underground, but that wasn't uncommon, so she wasn't to worried about that, besides not like anyone from that group would go looking for her... well a few of the guys and girls might but likely not for purely innocent reasons.

As they finally came to a stop Isabelle smiled as the girl asked her the question "Because you want to remain as unnoticed as possible, and if you go to far from me Astarte's effect won't cover you anymore.. not sure if you have noticed but all the people you passed by were not staring at you..." she said with a kind smile.

Unlike Isabelle Cherry did not feel right about leaving paris. She knew alot of people, surely they would be worried about her, wouldn't they? Of course she was even taking care of a few of them, like Maya. What would poor little Maya think if Cherry just disappeared off the face of the earth? She didn't need that on her plate, and Abzu! Cherry promised to help fix her! She can't fix her friend if she is stuck here, no she had to find a way back to her home and ideally quickly. But really getting back home would be rather luck dependent unless she could find a rhyme or reason to all of this chaos.

Cherry couldn't help but throw a glare at the elder smiling at her. She was always smiling, it was like it was glued on to her face and it was really getting on the girl's nerves. "Thanks I guess. But you still didn't really answer my question, unless you actually care enough to trail behind me just so people won't spot me." She hoped that was not the case, as a act of kindness like that would take out any leg she had to stand on when it came to being pissed off at her. "And why are you still smiling!? I just yelled at you, I am STILL yelling at you! You should be mad, o-or sad, or something!"