The Lost Bunny (Private/Serilda)

Where... was she? The area around her was pitch black and her eyes felt something soft but thick obstructing her vision. It’s not as though she could hear a thing but faint ocean waves once every so often, which helped to keep her mind at ease when she felt conscious enough to do anything. Even then, her body was immobilized somehow but her arms kept raised over her head and kept by the walls her body rested itself on. If she fought or tried to speak, it would be as if her body jerked against itself and her voice fell mute to the normal senses of making words. No matter how loud she tried, she was only ever to make small sounds that could barely be heard by normal ears outside of the dungeon room she was in. Granted, her need to rest or have sore muscles was a little unnecessary, the fact she was being kept on her feet for however long she was down here was more than frustrating and humiliating for the elemental.

It had been weeks since she had vanished for.. well the second time since Lamia Scale was no more. She was away during which time and during so encountered something from which even she couldn’t beat on her own. Struck down, her memory had gone with the wind alongside her confidence. However, the latter meant nothing since she had no recollection of her previous life, including the very spirits whom continued to follow by her side. Those few she’d met before tried to help, but nothing seemed to poke through the bunny girl’s memory before she was soon lost to the wind once again. This time was different. Instead of being left in the wild, her person was captured and restrained, kept isolated in a place nobody would think to look for her. Every once in a blue moon, she could hear a voice calling her by a name, but she was never able to remember the voice. Despite her feeling it on the tip of her tongue and knowing the importance, it only fueled a rage of frustration from her bound form until it felt as though it were almost drained from her and she left to ferment in her anger until she would pass out from the time spent using her excess energy.

Ever since her capture, the people of Hargeon had started to feel as though something was going awry at the abandoned guild hall. Some people passing by have thought they could hear ghostly moans from inside while others think at night they can occasionally see a spectrum of a person walking along the long bridge towards the hall itself. Still, nobody has any proof of such an ordeal and the people have become much too afraid of bustling rumors to want to investigate on their own. Without being able to track down any old members, they are unsure of what they could and could not do in order to get down to the bottom of their ghostly mystery. Hopefully, someone would come by soon enough to help resolve it, but until then... Hargeon lived in fear.

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She could never tell how long it was that she spent fighting to free herself until she felt so wiped of energy that she couldn’t do anything but practically black out. It wasn’t really like her to do such a thing on a normal basis... mainly on the fact that she had no need to sleep as often as a normal person, however recently she felt as though it were several times in a day that she had done so. How could someone blindfolded do such a thing one might ask? Well, the sound of the ocean waves yelped her to tell a number of things. Weather, how full the moon was, the time of day. The most mysterious thing to the bunny girl was how this was that she could pick this out so easily. Was she ever here before? Never having a chance to see the place she was being held, it was nearly impossible to tell if she was or not.

It wasn’t long since she’d woken up from her last blackout that she had heard something like that startled her. Her legs and arms started to rattle about against the bindings that held her against her will and a sound of the steps encroaching only made her panic more. But wait! What if it was the person who took her in the first place? Maybe... maybe that could work. In a fit of panic, her body quickly calmed to look as though she were still at the very least just coking out of a slumber. Her hopes were that if it was the person who took her, they’d undo the shackles in so she can lash out somehow before they could restrain her again. Thankfully, she did know that she had solid rock underneath or around her to use to her advantage, so it wouldn’t be so bad. As the steps got louder, she could hear the gasp of a voice before hurried steps probably running towards her. A muffled sound left her mouth before the cloth held in there was pulled out, quickly letting in a full breath of air. The voice was feminine and immediately told her that she wasn’t the one who took her, which was alone thankful to be saved.

As the stranger would come to notice as she placed her hand on the bunny girl’s cheek was the obscure smoothness of her skin. Something akin to the feeling of finished marble. Despite her mouth being free and open, her voice never once became audible nor did her lips move. She was in a bit of shock, holding back the feelings she had as she could feel the woman now trying to lift her. She had to be strong as despite the lithe form she had, her body was solid mass of earth equal to a couple hundred pounds beyond a normal weight. But it was to be expected really. The solid ground beneath her was enough to give her a heavy breath of relaxation. as if someone has plugged back in the power cord to start charging a battery, she could feel herself slowly coming back to a normal state of what was unfogged in her mind.

Quickly, the bindings were dispatched from her body and with her own hands, she removed the blindfold and opened her eyes before the slight dim light had made her flinch. But with so little, she was able to gain her sight back quickly enough to make out the form of the woman. ”M-My name?” She questioned in a skittish tone, her body lightly shivering from the natural fear of her situation. ”U-Umm.. I-It’s Gisen.. I think.” She was never fully accepted of the name that others had told her she went by. But it was better than nothing? Do sue had to trust this who told her. ”H-How did you know I-I was down here? Did Sil- Umm.. Silvia..? send you?” She felt unsure about a lot, but as she did so, she quickly worked her way up onto her feet, not realizing that her torn clothing left little to be covered above her waist. At least amnesia didn’t change some things...

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As best as one could piece together the events that they could in their mind, not much could be thought of when she was standing before the woman whom just unshackled her from the wall. Of course, her curiosity caused her to eye this stranger from head-to-toe a couple of times. She was mostly confused on what brought her into what she had thought was some kind of basement or dungeon. But a scent caught her nose. It was faint enough that a human had no idea of, though the sensation of such a large room brought a flash of memory to her eyes. A large amphibious creature with risks as tough as tough could get was flailing around, hopping and crashing into walls. The sudden thrust of its body towards the elemental caused her to gasp and jump back for a moment. Her head shifted left and right and she looked constantly for this thing to suddenly appear, but it didn’t. ”Was.. that part of my memory?” She wondered, thinking curiously over the monster whom once lived inside this room.

A smile lit her face once the wolf appeared before the bunny girl. She adored animals, that much she knew off hand. Looking at the wolf made her a little more at ease. So much so that she stepped forward and without so much as the slightest hesitation, began to pet the head of the wolf. ”Her coat is so soft looking. Do you brush her regularly?” As her hand continued to pet the wolf, her attention moved up to the leading companion of the two. ”It’s nice to meet you both though.” Her normal fear of contact was nothing to her with her current condition, which was really more of a help than it was a hinderance.

While she got back to being accustomed to the feeling of the ground beneath her feet, she had heard the caution of the woman for her rushing to her feet so quickly. It wasn’t as though what information was told to her wasn’t unheard from either, however she wasn’t one to normally take a political interest, so to speak. That... and neither the Rune Knights nor the Saberteeth people she mentioned rung any bells with her. What may have been noticed as her left arm outstretched to pet the wolf, the bottom of her forearm would show the guild mark of Lamia Scale still placed on her. Having never had a chance to get it removed, she had no reason to say anything about either as it slipped her mind. ”You would like her. She’s really nice and mannerly. She can be a little quick to anger, but she means well. I’ve been learning how to read again and she told me I was doing better than the last time she tried? But.. I don’t remember another time than after beating up some frogs with Samira... Biiig big frogs!” She sounded a lot like a child in some ways, more with how she described and acted in some ways, but mainly she was trying to do what she could.

With a nod, she knelt down and continued to play around with the wolf while Serilda stepped away to make a phone call. While Gisen was curious what a phone call was, she let it be and simply listened in every so often before steps caught the ears of both the bunny girl and wolf. With a curious tilt of her head, she watched as the light tapping footsteps revealed a smaller looking creature. Green in color with a leaf like appearance for the tail and ears. ”Silvia? Whatcha doin here?” She questioned the small creature, whom quickly began to walk in an inclining altitude on the air itself. At first she said nothing, looking toward Serilda and then the wall where the shackles and the cut ropes were, gauging the situation for her own opinion before she spoke. ”Thank god you’re safe, Gisen. I thought I’d check the old guild hall in case you got scared and thought of somewhere familiar to hide.” The sylph paused and looked back to the wall before she proceeded to seat herself in the air and sigh lightly. ”Sadly, I take it this wasn’t a voluntary visit and you were found by these two?” A silence and a nod from the bunny girl showed she was at least ready to help fill in some information.

A small sigh left the mouth of the new entry to the group and suddenly she shifted appearance. A female form with vast similarities to her natural form. ”Excuse me, ma’am. Allow me to properly introduce us both for you.” She grabbed hold of her dress and gave a small curtsy. ”My name is Silvia. I am a Sylph assigned to be a guardian towards Gisen. Her name is Gisen Ceostra, the former guild master to Lamia Scale. Sadly, during her last mission, she’d gotten in over her head and is currently in a state of amnesia. Myself and her have been trying to get some more key pieces of her memory back, but we have no ideas we can try.” Silvia took her eyes away from the woman to look back to Gisen while she still happily hugged and played with the wolf before she turned back. ”I can relay answers to any questions you have about her as well.”

(And yes, Saberteeth was on purpose.)

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She seemed a little thrown off when the companion of the woman whom saved her had been a little standoffish towards her trying to pet and play with her. It didn't offend or upset the bunny girl that it happened. No, instead she was rather understanding despite the small look of surprise and sadness from being denied the chance to pet the wolf. "I'm sorry. I.. am just really used to being around animals is all. I can even understand what they say." She smiled when she heard the strange tongue from the woman, watching the guarding wolf turn into a cute little domesticated animal in the snap of the fingers. "Besides, I'm not worried about being bitten. I have uh.. hard skin." She replied, giggling as her eyes still settled onto the wolf loving her affectionate petting.

As the Sylph took notice of the surroundings, she could remember exactly what room they were all gathered in. Why this room existed was still only something Gisen knew, but her knowledge was on another plane of existence that this spirit could not really ever get to fully understand. "Hmm.. This was at least a fairly well thought out room to use, considering what it used to be used for." A small sigh left the sylph's mouth, looking around to a small crater sitting high up wall above where Gisen had been held nearly blackened by the darkness. "What do you mean, Silvia?" The bunny questioned, turning her attention away from the wolf while still letting the animal get their fill before it would choose to feel sated by the affection given. For a moment, she remained silent to the question, only waiting until Serilda had finished her call and gained her focus to the others. "Well, this was the area where you brought back captured monsters. Mainly for research before you helped release some of them, but the most aggressive one that caused these craters was that tusked frog thing." Her arms folded at her chest and eyes laying onto the amnesiac. "Remember you lost your right arm in that fight? You were lucky you're not human or you'd probably have been in a better position now."

Gisen lifted her right arm, curious to what she was told about her story. Her eyes widened and her head shot up as a flash of memory shot into her mind. She looked up to the crater that had been pointed out and then quickly jumping up to her feet. "That wasn't there! I... I remember kinda! I was trying to make a friend.. and it ate my arm!" She looked over to Silvia, then to the white haired woman whom seemed to simply be taking in the conversation between the two. Without much warning, the bunny girl pulled her shirt off and inspected her arm. How was it still there now? Did it grow back or something? "GISEN, FOR THE LOVE OF GOD!" Suddenly the Sylph shouted, her face bright red and nearly ready to let out steam. With her head tilted to the side, she seemed lost on why Silvia had begun to freak out before she was smacked in the face with a t-shirt. "Put the damn shirt on before you scare someone away! Oh my god.. oh my god, oh my god." Trying to control herself, she let out a sigh and turned away quickly along with her body.

Shrugging without any real clue, Gisen put on the t-shirt given. It was a simple white shirt with a carrot printed on it. It overall would show 'I <3 carrots', but instead of the heart had been a carrot in the shape of a heart with the green shrub on top. "What's the big deal..? I.. just took my shirt off. It's not I showed her the claw marks on my back." And as said so, the bunny girl did just that. She turned around and lifted the shirt to show the large gash marks to Serilda and frankly the first time even Silvia had seen them from the look of surprise that showed up on her face. What Serilda would notice is that there was nothing akin to scarring or anything. The indenting of the clawing would show only a darker brownish colored layer similar to what normal humans would fine to be like muscles. After a moment, she pulled her shirt down and turned back around, chuckling. "I keep tearing my shirts on the jagged edges though. I'm lucky this was slightly bigger I guess." Her notation was left unanswered by the Sylph and the bunny girl simply walked over towards Serilda and then leaned in to give her a hug. Another rather surprised look seeing her willingly hug someone was astounding to her, but she soon smiled seeing it. "I'm sorry I don't remember anything about getting here... or much less who I am.. but I wanted to thank you. Hugs are all I really know how to do it. But, if I could ever do anything to pay you back for it, please feel free to ask away!" A big, close-eyed smile crossed her face, stepping back after a moment to hug her and her hands clasped together in front of her.

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The bunny girl couldn't help but laugh as she had listened to Serilda admit to having to lift Gisen up by using a bit of her magic to do so. If she had to assume, maybe some kind of wind magic helped kinda push her up? No no.. if that were the case, she could of smelled and or eaten it. Instead, she simply shook her head while still finding the whole thing incredibly more amusing than most others would. "Weeellll... If I remember correctly, I think I was told I weigh about 400 pounds? But that's because I'm an.. uh.. elemen.. tal? Did I say that right Silvia?" She occasionally double checked when it came to helping to pronounce words larger than she could admittedly say without thinking twice. But the Sylph simply nodded before she had turned her attention to the only other living being within the room.

With the explanation followed by everything else that had happened afterward, Silvia's surprise that not only did Serilda seem to be still in the room, she was nearly unphased by it all. Was she just that lax about it? Well.. if so, it did seem like an ease of comfort, but still, the fact she wasn't on one side of the fence or another served to be something that she could see being used. If Serilda was as prim as her speech led the spirit to believe, she could surely be someone that Silvia could use to finally help achieve the one thing she's been trying to do for over two years; teach the bunny.. a proper.. dress code. Despite all attempts, her odd obsession with playboy bunny outfits up until her bout with amnesia was something that she could never seem to get around to, but this time.. maybe this time she could get it done.

The Sylph let on a small smile as she had witnessed Gisen hugging someone. It was surely the first time she did it not only voluntarily, but for a reason aside from fear. Letting them have their little talk over the hug felt like a milestone of importance, so she simply kicked back and watched her happily going over what she could possibly see this seasonal coat to look good in.. or maybe all of them and be done with it.

The bunny girl listened on though as her "savior" had been a little less for the finer enjoyments of the hug. She didn't push her away or deny her the chance to keep hugging, but it felt like a lot that she was able to do it and not have any deterrents from wanting to do it again. With a smile on her face, she simply looked up from the few inches that separated their height. "Well that's not that big of a deal. The important thing is you were here to rescue me now, right? I can still be grateful and thankful for that, so that's enough for me." She stepped back from the hug, her hands laid behind her back with one clasped gently in the other while she held onto her smile. "And I really insist on repaying you! I never got to be the kind of person to make many friends from what I've been told.. so there's gotta be a reason behind it. So, while I can, I'll do everything I can to make friends in case I stop being the me I am now... if that makes sense."

But now it came time for Serilda to want to move them out of this room. She made a fair point, though honestly how long had been too long? As much as she was unsure, she didn't care. She was fine, nobody got hurt that she knew of, so it was all fine in the long run to her. "A-Alright.. I guess they can. But. don't expect a pulse or anything! I'm a rock... though I have to wonder if I could have these like mini earthquake ones. Oooohhhh that'd be so coooooolll!!!" Her sudden fit of a childish idea might have indeeed sounded cool, but logically it would shatter her body at any time, so it was something hard to consider thinking of. However, as they took their trip up to the exit, the elemental girl couldn't help but look around, trying to get a sense of if she could ever remember this place.

Once outside, the medics that were called in began to look over her. They still attempted most likely out of habit to look over her pulse and her eyes. She could understand the latter, but they took out a needle and moved her left arm, showing the guild tattoo for Lamia Scale on the bottom of her forearm in a pink color. "Wait wait, you don't want to-" snap! The needle to the syringe upon them trying to push it into her arm had broken, leaving the girl to shake her head lightly. No big deal to her... Still, she thanked them for everything before they left, drinking the bottle of water they had given her while Serilda came forward, asking about food. She thought for a moment and then shook her head lightly. "Not really. I don't need to eat like other people. It's more of a voluntary thing for me. Besides, I can make carrots appear at my whim, so it's all good if I ever am hungry. OH! Would you like one? I can make it taste like aaaaannnnyyything you want! Chocolate cake, steak, and so on." She offered, ready to take the offer to heart and pop a carrot into her hand, but she wouldn't be upset should she be turned down.

"If I may..." Silvia suddenly chimed in, sitting in the air slightly above the two in her sylph form. "There is the matter of clothing. Sure, I have you a shirt, but your shorts are a tattered mess. I hate to burden you the idea, but could I ask for your help in arranging her a wardrobe with me? Something that suits her; proper, but combat able. You seem to have it down pat yourself, if you don't mind me saying so." Silvia walked down the air like a small flight of steps, being between both girls while she waited on her reply, if not her lead in general.

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