One child to Another (Malva & Nirvana)

got a lighter?

Vana had remained in Rose Garden for a few more days even after the job that she took with the pirate boy. Oblivious to the fact that it was owned by a well-known legal guild, the Grim sorceress had been staying at the Silver Moon Inn for a few weeks. She had been meddling with some lacrimas and tech tools that she illegally purchased from a local black market, trying to put together something sick for a weapon. Her inn room was basically a huge fucking mess right now and she didn’t feel like cleaning it up. She wasn’t the greatest with all this technical shit, that was made sure after she tried to assemble something that almost exploded in her eye. Anyways, so now she just needed to chill for a bit before going back to work on that weapon. She had to make sure to leave the ‘Do Not Disturb’ hanged on her door so that the housekeepers would stay out of her safe haven (for now).

On her way out, she bumped into someone who was dressed like a bellboy. Apparently she wasn’t the only person who was stressed out of her mind, because the bellboy person gave her a ‘u wot m8?’ look which prompted her to say, “My fucking bad,” at him before she got out through the spinning doors and reach into her pockets for her cigarette pack. You would probably be thinking something like, ‘Damn that sixteen year old smokes?’ Well, you guessed it, not like...it wasn’t already fucking obvious already. Anyways, so she brought out one cigarette, placing the butt between her lips, shoved the pack back into her pocket and then fished out her lighter from another pocket. But it wasn’t there.

“Shit,” she said, the word muffled with the cig in her mouth. To any unmindful passerby, she would appear as a weird teenager feeling herself up and down as she searched for her lighter. Finally realizing that it was nowhere to be found on her person, Vana would look around for the nearest person. Upon spotting a redhead about her age (even though Vana was a giant for her age), maybe even younger, she strode over and tapped her shoulder saying, “Hey you got a lighter?” As you can see she doesn’t even care to think that not everybody was like her - not everyone smoked at such a young age and probably didn’t have a lighter.

let me help you

The child told her that she didn’t have a lighter, which Vana would nod and reply by mumbling, “Oh.” But before she could turn around and get someone else to borrow her a lighter, the little redhead then did something that was completely out of the blue. She would point her finger at the cigarette and try to light it with magic. Of course, she was in Fiore, how could she expect to not find mages randomly like that? But this girl seemed to be a fledgling as she didn’t have control over her magic and accidentally burned a huge portion of her cigarette. Vana automatically activated a defensive coating using her magic in case she did more than burn her cigarette. Thankfully, she did not, otherwise there would be unnecessary damage done. Deactivating her shield, Vana parted her lips to say something when the girl ran off saying she was really sorry about her mistake.

Spitting the remains of her cigarette to the ground and following where the girl went with her eyes, she decided to chase the girl. Maybe she would make a good dinner? Or even lunch? What time was it even? Whatever time it was, this kid could make a great meal for the cannibal. Although she was truly a cannibal, Vana didn’t like to be dubbed as such a thing. The term felt like it was made for lowly beings. The difference was - she didn’t need to eat humans all the time. She only felt like it sometimes, and this was one of those times. With a wicked grin spread across her face as vile thoughts circled her mind, the grim sorceress turned into the alleyway that her victim headed into, her facial expression shifting immediately before she got into the alley.

“Hey there,” she smiled, noticing that the girl was stark naked and her whole body was on fire. “You look like you need some help. Let’s try to calm down and I can help you,” Vana told her, slowly approaching her. “Don’t worry, I’ve forgiven you for your mistake earlier. I’m only concerned about your well-being and have no intention to harm you.”