A New, But Recognizable Soul [Leila]

Another day, another attempt to find something. But despite how much Leila searched city after city, village after village, she had no luck in finding anything that would relate to her lost memories. It was only natural, she wasn't exactly that influential of a mage before, and with completely changed appearance and personality, there was simply no way anyone could just recognize her without actually knowing her on deeper level. Indeed, the only thing that stayed truly same about this girl was her name, Leila Vergious. And that only thanks to the kindness of the spirits of Gardens of Eden that reminded the girl when she awoke, birthed anew.

It certainly was a pickle, one that most would most likely not even understand. After all, Leila was so far away from being a human that it was almost laughable. And while her past self wanted only to live among the humanity, appearing as one of them, living as one of them... this current form only managed to widen the already incredible gap. Long white hair, differently colored eyes, those were traits that you could still find in this world, applied to humans. But horns, animal ears and even dragon's tail that was swinging behind her figure? Even in this magical world, the poor girl was getting pierced by the many gazes of people all around her.

Perhaps it was a mistake to come into city with so many people. But the more people, the greater chance that Leila would find someone that knew her past self. However, instead she only found a shadow atop a lighthouse, causing commotion down below. Mages around this place generally behaved, but this one clearly had little care in the rules of this place. It embedded a strong desire to sprout her rosen wings and get up there as well, tell the seemingly young male to stop playing around. But before she could do that, he would go down completely by himself.

Of course, that was not the end of it, as he managed to land on a stand with cabbages nearby. Fighting her way through the crowd, Leila only managed to catch a glimpse of the boy that moved on ahead, leaving the poor salesman behind with several ruined cabbages. Tapping his shoulder lightly, the girl forced a small pouch filled with jewels into his hands to pay for the ruined cabbages before disappearing into the crowd ahead. The boy was moving fast, but he could not escape the enhanced senses that were made to imitate dragon slayers. The girl caught up with him rather swiftly, taking a hold of his shoulder and hopefully stopping him in his tracks for now as well.

"Excuse me, but it is rather rude to not pay for something that you break. Surely you would be rather displeased as well if someone was to ruin your clothes without even as much as apology."

There wasn't exactly much to give as an example only from looking at the boy from behind, but his clothes did seem pretty fashionable, so perhaps he will respond to those words. And if not, well, surely another chance will present itself as soon as he will turn to face her. Youngsters these days sure could be rude when they wanted to.

There certainly was a reaction, though perhaps not one that she would expect in this situation. People that do things like this without taking others into consideration are prone to causing trouble and then fleeing the scene as quickly as possible. And while this young man looked the type, he stopped dead in his tracks once Leila stopped him instead of attempting to run away even faster. Only moments later he turned around to face the girl, his face saying it all. Did he truly not even realize that he did something? Judging by the expression and his words both, it seemed exactly that way. Perhaps he was merely ignorant to his surroundings, not that that was something good. Not realizing that he landed on a frail stand that could have easily fully collapsed, he really should have payed more attention.

But that train of thought was quickly broken apart by the boy moving away again in a flash, this time appearing in front of the shop owner who was already payed for the damages by the girl. He certainly was a mage that could move fast, that was for sure. And one that did not mean ill will, at least that was the impression everyone was not getting from his state. At least Leila managed to track all his movements somewhat, managing to catch it all. Resting her palms on her hips, a gentle sigh escaped the pink-ish lips as she closed her eyes for but a moment. It seemed that things were quickly resolved without any problems and the stand owner did not demand any more compensations. Which meant that her job was done, not that she would be searching the crowd for rascals like that.

And with that, she turned around and tried to walk away. But naturally, she stopped rather soon as she felt the boy's magical signature closing in. He clearly wanted to have a word with her as well, so it would be rude to just disappear on him. With yet another sigh, Leila turned to face the boy with somewhat displeased look on her face. Though... the moment she properly laid her eyes on him, a small wave of pain washed over her, forcing her to let out barely audible "tsk". Thankfully it was just that, a small shock that didn't last longer than a single second. But it was a clear indication of something... this boy, have she seen him before? And his own words bought the same idea atop the table.

"I... my apologies, my name is Leila Vergious. And I... I don't remember. Truly sorry, but I cannot remember anything at all after a... certain incident. We may have met, but I cannot confirm that fact at all..."

Her expression was a mixture of confusion and apologetic look, as she could not really answer his question and furthermore, her own. But as soon as she saw the way he was looking at her, all those emotions were washed over by slight embarrassment. It was true that her outfit was an odd mixture of cloth and body-tight material, but he didn't have to stare that hard! Unsure of what to do, she opened a magical gate to her own dimension and pulled out something that would hopefully be considered a bit more modest. And just like that, with a crimson ray of light, her outfit changed right in front of him, perhaps to fit the cold weather a little bit better, too.

Patience was usually one of Leila's strong suits. But considering what was going on, she had very little of it in the current situation. She was searching for something, for anyone that would know her and could tell her more about herself for a while now and without any luck at all. In fact, she felt like giving up on that most of the time, just because it all seemed so hopeless. It truly seemed that all she shared with the being that she was in the past was her own name, and only because her spirits informed her of that. They said nothing more, and if they wouldn't share her name either, then she would probably call herself different too.

And as the boy moved around his eyes with his expression filled with hidden thoughts, the girl grew more and more curious, excited and nervous all at once. Her outfit was now different, definitely not revealing anything that a lady should not be revealing, so the fact that his eyes wandered a bit did not bother her anymore. All she wanted was to hear something about herself in the past. So when the boy started seemingly talking to himself, it managed to send her remaining patience down the pipe. Flustered and with her cheeks red from all the mixed emotions, she made several steps towards him with her hands stretched forward, only to grab the boy by his own cheeks, tugging on them a little bit.

Almost like a big sister that was punishing her little brother for misbehaving, she made sure to properly stretch his face before letting go and hearing the rest of what he had to say. And along with say, he also showed something that was surely connected to his magic. A... ball of energy. Or at least that was how it looked to Leila. But with her enhanced senses and connection to natural world, albeit a little fading, she quickly caught on as to what the thing actually was. So now at least the self-talk was explained, but that still wasn't what she wanted to hear from him, or from the spirit. Anything that could be useful to her, anything at all. She hoped that getting information about her past self would trigger her own memories, helping in recovering them. So she had to rely on this, as nothing else could really help her, considering how she lost those memories in the first place. Not that she herself knew.

"P..please, if you know anything about me, then tell me! I've searched for so long, yet found no one! Please..."

Her voice was usually rather cheerful, even when she was scolding him. But right now, it was only filled with sorrow and desperation, accompanied by a faint hint of tears forming in her eyes as she spoke and begged the boy for any kind of information.

Indeed, she was quite desperate for any information at all. Her spirits refused to tell her more than her own name, clearly suggesting that her past was probably best to be left forgotten eternally. But the girl did not have any plans of following that idea, as she simply had to know at least something about her own self, lest she would be driven into the spiral of insanity by the lack of knowledge of oneself. It was a truly scary thing, to wake one day only to be brought into a world that you know nothing about and be told that you've already lived for many, many years prior to your awakening. Or perhaps it was just more confusing that frightening? At times, it was rather difficult to differentiate the two emotions.

But finally, she managed to find someone who could at least confirm that she in fact lived in the past, that it was not just some ruse, a practical joke prepared by those spirits that confronted her. Even as kind as she was, she would not forgive something so vile. But as fate would have it, she had to endure at least few more seconds before they could talk, as the crowd started growing restless, suddenly pushing the young buy all around and even sending him into Leila herself. She tried to catch him as his body pressed against her own for a moment, placing her hands on his shoulder, but the distance between them grew again quickly, as he pulled back, blush adoring his cheeks. Why was that the case, the girl could only speculate.

In any case, they had to move away from this place. And thankfully, it appeared that the boy had pretty good vision accompanied by some neat tricks that allowed him to elevate above the rest of the bodies, pressing against one another without rest. Looking the same way as his eyes, Leila too would quickly spot the place where they would have a little bit more space for themselves. And since she could wait no longer, she decided that she would speed things up a little, placing her hands together to release a small flow of magic inside of her body. And along with that, two rather big wings made out of giant rose petals grew out of her back, taking the crowd aback as everyone suddenly made space for her in the shock. Jumping up, she grabbed the boy's hand and with the strong wings, it only took mere moments before they were on the deck, landing as she dragged her companion onto the ground with her. Hopefully he did not mind too much, some boys are actively against holding hands with a girl, as it would be apparently considered 'lame'.