Probably you already know some movies or at last one, that start whit a ground level camera focus look onto, (not directly a desert sand dunes), but onto a vast prairie. [Prairies are enormous stretches of flat grassland with moderate temperatures, moderate rainfall, and few trees. When people talk about the prairie, they are usually referring to the golden, wheat-covered land in the middle of North America.]
A deserted landscape where thick vegetation is in spare and blank formation of rocks are in more number that the short trees. Dust of winds are racing thought the plains, between cliffs whit canyons, that forming the dominate scenery. Sometimes, a bunch of vegetation as high grass and even grove of trees take the lead. Sometimes, even sand dune sat next to lake or river, creating a beach. To this scenery, where heat rising from the ground from the ever lasting shinning sun, making a mirage. [water surface like heat illusion] To this scenery, someone lazily playing a banjo. [guitar with metallic sound]
Instead of wild west movies in the desert of North America, this story is taking place in Australia, where iconic animals are overgrown rabbis known as kangaroos and overgrown chicken knows as Emu, Ostrich or such. Also this land a headquarters of spiders, snakes, most venomous animals and even plants, where even scenery can try to one shot you down. The one who playing the banjo is someone like a local sheriff. This (cop) was siting in his police car, under the shade of the trees and over-watching the long asphalt road coming from one horizon and disappearing into another. It was a boring job. But statistically, as weekend was behind the door and people were leaving the city to head onto periphery, there were those who got a little wild while riding a straight empty road through the vast nothing. But rules must apply to anyone. So, for the perspective of random observer, this cop must seems like a fisherman waiting on shore until some fish will bite the bait.
And ask (What?), a dust devil show himself on the far horizon. At that distance you don't see the fast car itself, but the dust cloud rising behind it. The cop risen its eyes to evaluate the situation at hand just by glancing at that far cloud. On one side of coin, it can be a heavy truck, big enough to create a wind drag behind himself. It can be a caravan of several cars in a row, to create a train effect, giving ride to every grain of dirt. Or on other side of coin, it can be a speedster, driving so fast that everything frighten-jump into air.
But as the dust devil approached thought the road, the coop had a problem to recognize what it actually is. Obviously it was smaller that a truck, pickup or even cabriolet. Heck it had a smaller height that the motorbikes has. For a moment an image from a certain American cartoon show up. Where certain coyote, was hilariously failing to catch the speedster ostrich like blue bird who making this provocative (Me! Me!) shouts. Of course, you will hardly find that rarity on the actual road. So the cop, got confused on what the heck it was. At last, as the dust devil come closer, it become clear that it is some kind of vehicle and a-- (a car?). On second look, one can imagine that someone took a British mini car suited for the city narrow streets, (a beetle), that is like a half size of the car,-- and combine it with a super low profile racing go-cart, (a mini formula),-- to get something that you can, after the ride, pick up on your back like a back pack, and walk away whit it. Like to parked it into a rack at you house or apartment as if it was a bicycle.
No! Only after the dust devil roamed around the cop car, it was clear that this road-ghost was something like one-fifth size of the super wealthy sport car, that can ride easily over 200 or 300 km per hour, and cost fortune. A super rare go-cart, (or a Bumper car), that are not allowed outside the race tracks # arena. It was more like a toy that a real car. Half side of it was white, the other black. Heck at this point it look like an oversized marshmallow candy, that someone shaped into a car. (Clearly this cant be the case of a car made pure of sweets, candies, cake and biscuits; that runs on pure imagination, faith, beliefs and sugar rush of its driver.)
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What more the cop got a wake up slap, when the speed meter cried, displaying the recorded speed on which the dust devil are browsing the road. It was far over the speed limit.
Whit a gust of risen dust cloud from the tires that bitten into the dirt, the cop car launch itself forward to pursue the dust devil. Only after chasing after the speedster, the sheriff can grasp a better look at the suspect. At first glance it really look like, the black-white cabriolet like toy-car for one person, was driven by a red-haired female elf whit a thorn horns covered by (aura of sparkles?), wearing a shiny black big sun glasses. Her quite long hairs, waving behind her in the wind. For a moment, one can though that the overall look on her head was a very clever way how to decorate a helmet, that you must wear while ridding an open vehicle. But it was too smooth or cool to be true.
At some point the speedster wearing cool wide black glasses to protect her eyes from wind and dust and listened to some racing beats music; noticed that someone is tailing her. So she probably got curious as who it was. She not just slower her machine, but she easily match the cop car sped and positioned herself next to it. So the two were driving in two lines. In this setting, those two drivers can look to each other faces and even throw some words.
Without a doubt, the person who sits in that go-car, was IRyS, an elf looking maiden. Her head with a long hairs in ruby colours, is crowned by something that look like a horns and a reference (to shattered hallo?). (Of course she drive without a helmet.)
[IRyS is an English Virtual Singer associated with Hololive as part of its English (EN) branch's "Project: HOPE." (She is a member of Promise team.) She is a half-demon, half-angel also known as a Nephilim. For that she is sweet girl whit positive nature, but also on other side of coin display of her sadistic side often prompt her to say a pervy or questionable things.]
We said to throw a words, but actually, it was just the cop who was jellying at the speeder to stop the car. On the other road line, the maiden keep her stone expression face mask under that cool black glasses. As she reach to some (box?) next to her, she picked up a can of fizzy-fuzzy drink [cola] and just hand in over to the cop. The officer dint even noticed when, but suddenly that can was in hands of the police. Whit confused look, the sheriff glance back at the (young?) woman as she just salute him in (See ya!) gesture. The next moment, she push down the speed-up pedal and that tiny go-car, bullet-shot forward.
Of course the officer tossed that cola can inside document box and push down the speed-up pedal, all way down on the floor. But as the police car was speeding up to the point that the engine was roaming loudly... The go-car was still speeding beyond any reasonable expectations and even the 'best cars around' on the police department, will at this point, reaching theirs maximal speed. The cop pulled out its eye on the speed meter, because that number seem unreal and in moment that suspect speed measure device give up entirely. Even if its eyes darted back at that dust devil far in front, that mirage was still speeding up and easily leaving the pursuer behind in dust.
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On other side of the chase, the woman had a something like a GPS navigation on space craft like dashboard inside her car. She was in need to make a sharp turn on swiftly approaching T crossroad. But no physic will allow her to make that sharp 90 degree turn.
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There were a letters on the front of her car hood, and they says: 'Hope'.
She noticed that there was a tale pole, (maybe a telephone line), right before the crossroad, right in perfect position, as if it was a convenient (often abused) obstacle in a racing game.
But once again the word on the go-car says 'Hope', and that woman reached out her arm out of the car. As the vehicle reached that pole, ready to pass next to that obstacle, she grab that pole for a split of second whit her palm. In that moment, a normal laws of physic don't apply, and as if it was a cartoon show,-- like drawing a quad circle onto a paper using s compass,-- the driver with its car, swung on that pole like a dancer,-- The tires leave quarters circle mark on road as the car make a (perfect) 90 degree turn from main road to the side road. (No penalty like extreme side G [gravitational overload] hit driver or that car, as it move on new route like nothing suspicious has happened.)
The officer saw that and nearly popped out his eyes out on (WTF I just witness!!) expression.
If someone speculate, that this was a safe move to escape the pursuit, then we shall state a question on someone sanity, because that particular road was a dead way leading directly onto edge of canyon and non existing bridge over it.
But the woman dint bother by the hole in the road. She press a button on the dashboard. Then a jet fighter control stick rise toward her.
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Commanding that stick (on an expert level), when the go-cart reached the edge of the canyon: It jump up. The vehicle make a grand leap over the entire abyss. (It was flying as if it was a fairy tail.) And in bad-ass touchdown landed on other side. Whit no major problem that tiny car and its driver continued to drive the road ahead.
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But this means a total defeat on the pursuer side. The police car slowly decelerate, until it stop completely and only the engine was purring. The sheriff, covered whit a cold sweat, start to thing that this was that mystical encounter whit a legendary phantom of the road. Reevaluating its life chooses, the cop eyes fall onto that cola can hand over by her, lying down in the document box. So we can see why the officer take it to the hand. After an empty swig/gulp on cop side, the can was opened releasing that hiss sound and the only fact we need to know is:-- that there were this tasty swig/gulp sounds of certain liquid pouring down a throat.
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Back to our speedster: After a while, she was seeing some prairie farm region. It was just a long dirt road dividing wildness on one side of road and wildness behind a fence on other. That fence-thing were just a land-marking sticks without anything between them. So animal and others were unrestricted to move, and persons were just informed, that you passing some border.
For some reason, the navigation app shall guide her where she desire to go. But, as she was approaching the exact coordination marked by a red dot on middle of the map displayed on screen, the driver wont saw any obvious building or something similar. What she saw was this mail truck standing next to something like a crossroad from main dirt road onto a local farm dirt road. (Where was the gate? Or something like a hole in the fence?) But there was this iconic mail box with a little red flag that can be seen only on movies hanging next to road several meters (or hundred) away from the house. (Except that house was nowhere to see.) Slowing down she arrived as the mail truck began to depart, further down the main road, returning from where it come.
Luckily for her, next to the mail box; was standing this archetype of hot farm guy with red hairs, wearing a plaid shirt, jeans, cowboy boots and a cowboy letter hat. He obviously was there to pick-up a package from the mail man. But he stop himself from leaving, because he noticed that someone approached by road from the canyon direction. Because he look directly at her, he was obviously curious about who she is and why is she here. Curiously, he pick up a stalk/blade of grass and put its onto his mouth as he leaned against that mailbox.
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The girly young woman stops her go-cart next to him. "Excuse me… I am looking for a Hakos residence. It shall be somewhere here. But... I am on the correct address? Or at last direction?"
With an archetype expression and voice of a cow boy farm man from the silver cinema screen, the red haired man answered her question, by confidently spooking up a single word. "E'Y~yep." [Yes! Of course.] Nonchalantly, as if he was hitchhiking a ride on a road, he pointed with his thumb to side; onto a (small billboard?) sign, standing few meters next to him.
The text on that sign says: 'Welcome to the Hakos farms.'
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The maiden followed his gesture and got surprised. "Oh mi. How can I not notice it? Its almost looks, like the sign was not there until someone pointed at it. So, if I went on this,-- road. Will I reach the Hakos Residence?"
"E'Y~yep." He turned his torso onto the field and whistle to the distance. In a moment a seated horse happily approached him whit a causal trot. [calm speed]
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Seeing that peaceful interaction, she smiled as she put down that sun glasses from her face. "Now I get it. By the way, I am IRyS and I am looking for my friend Bae."
In a cool move, he swung up on the saddle and look at the maiden and make greeting gesture with his hat. "Pleasure is on my side. Name: Kiwi." Still holding that mail package he gently ask the horse to start moving. As they went on that local dirt road he make a gesture to the woman behind him to follow him.
['Noting for nothing' is the spiritual meaning of kiwi fruit, we have seen that the fruit has been known as the "Queen of Fruits." Some consider that kiwi symbolizes happiness. It is also a sign of bright perspectives in the fulfilment of your plans. Exotic kiwi is seen a reflection of bold desires. The fruit is similar to grapefruit in that it is also tangy and has a large seed in the middle. Kiwi fruit vitamins are helpful in the production of new cells.]
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And so-- after a while the male on horse and female on go-car, arrived at hacienda as a hart of the entire farm. [Mostly know from Mexico and the American Southwest, these often include large central courtyards, thick adobe walls, and terracotta roof tiles. Often look like several building expanded to point where they connect together.]
Passing arc gate to this mansion, was like entering a small keep into its square with a water fountain in middle. As the guy get down from the horse, she parked her car on the side. (Well it looked more like someone left there a cart for veggies.) The man with care put down from that horse the saddle and leach, placing them on some kind of shelf. After the animal was petted in bye manners, it walked away on its own, heading to stable or back to roaming on the fields.
Only now, that young woman whit long legs shows that she is wearing a beautiful short skirt white dress whit accessories in black and Maroon [dark red] colour theme.
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The guy walk toward the main entrance to the building and gesture her to follow him in. As he opened the door, walk a step two into vestibule, he reach for a metal bell hanging from a wall and rhythmically ring on it a certain tune as if it was some kind of signal or message. (Or it was just his way to say: 'Hi, I am back.')
Of course this work like a summoning ritual, because some kind of red-haired great grand grandma hasty arrived to the vestibule. Apron with cheese motive and hairstyle looking like a big bowl of spaghetti splashed with not healthy dose of ketchup. One can easily over-look the rat ears on top of her head blending into that hair style. As she was in hurry, she was not even in the hall and she from behind a corner literally shoted barked at that man. "To the thunder!! From all the rascals it must be you!!;-- Kiwi!! What do you mean by; We have a visitor?! Who the heck is daring to want something in this day and hour?! Or do you wanted for grandma Coffee to finally find her eternal peace?!"
[Coffee is often seen as a symbol of hospitality and socialization, and dreaming about coffee may represent a desire for connection with others or social interaction. Coffee grounds have long been used in magic and they have number of uses. Perhaps the most common or widely known use for coffee grounds is for divination. Much like tea leaves, coffee grounds can be used to foresee the future for a person. However, coffee grounds can also be used for magical rites in spells for binding and that require a strong masculine pull for the work. For these reasons, it's always good to have some ground coffee around to use in magical rites.]
Even if she was already on that vestibule, while still walking, it take her a second, two; to actually notice and look at the quest in question. And she fully stop her body and mind…
This give the angel like maiden a time to introduce herself. "Hi-ris I am IRyS…"
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The young woman dint manage to finish her introduction as the grandma shout in panic. "Holly cow!! Did the thunder and skies shaking again?!, fearing the battle cry, that reaching them from the anthem singed by all of ours lineage ancestor?! Or... Did the heaves fall finally begun?!!"
This outburst take the young woman at back as the elder look like she will get a heart attack any second and fall on her back like cut down tree.
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But that was not going to happen as she drop that idea, knowing better. "No! The schedule is sacred for those zealots." Grand-ma quickly transit back to her previous state and hasty walk over the man. "Kiwi!! I do say, that you shall finally found a wife for yourself!! But I do not expected, that you will lasso a big city lassie! [young female] Is this really what you choose for yourself?!"
Opposite to her panic this man was calm and cool. He take his cowboy hat down from his head and place it on his chest. This move reveals his rat ears on top of his head. Whit calm and confident posture he state his answer. "N~nope." [No!] Then he make a small respectful bow towards the guest in (The rest is in your hands.) gesture and just walk away from the duo, to put his hat onto a coat hanger.
This again opened the opportunity for the maiden to speak up, who was standing there with sweat and trade smile on her face. "H- Hi, again. I am IRyS and I looking for my friend, Bae Hakos. I suppose that I am on correct address? Yes?..."
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The granny put her hands on her hips and with suspicious look, she measured the girl in front of her, from head to toes and back. "And what's you relationship whit our little harbinger of chaos, miss IRyS?"
This question make her to rise her guard, trying to found a correct words. "Uhm... I am not sure how mutch she willed to shared with her family. We already... I am not sure, how much I am allowed to tell. So, I will try to say, that I know Bae from our secretive work in legitimate company located in the big city overseas. We do agreed that we shall visit each other, but again,-- we dint properly time scheduled for our meet up. A~and, I hope that I dint arrived on an inappropriate time. Its seems that you are busy here, as if I mistake the proper visit season in Australia." She respectfully bowed her head down. "I am sorry for the inconveniences."
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The granny make this 'hmm' noise/sound that sounded like a growling from massive beast. "Well, I suppose that is okay, that you drop to this far land to visit one of us. Especially when you arrived from overseas. It just takes me on surprise that she will actually invite someone. But not to be clear, where the meeting shall be, is just like her." Then she decided to call at the person in question. But… Instead of just shouting Bae's name at full lungs on entire estate, it was more like when a quite large deer, sob, muse or some other large animal shouting a matting call onto the far distance. Except, a trained ear can noticed that hidden words inside that at first animalistic message.
IRyS open eyes wide in surprise. "What?-- was that?..."
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But the granny dint flinch as if it was quite normal behaviour. "Oh this? Just a call that nobody will misunderstand. Its not because we don't have a moose's here. But or little Bael fruit will get it."
[Bael (fruit) tree is considered a sacred tree. Its leaves are offered in prayers. It is known as Adhararutha in Sanskrit, Iyalbudi in Tamil, Sriphalamu in Telugu, Billi in Gujarati, Bengal quince or stone apple in English and Bel in Hindi and Bengali. Its scientific name is Aegle marmelos, and might prove to be the one of the most important medicinal plants in India, Ceylon and Burma. "No drug has been longer and better known nor more appreciated by the inhabitants of India than the Bael fruit," said Chopra accurately in his book, Indigenous drugs of India (1982). Bael has been used in the Ayurveda as a part of various formulations since ancient times to help with boils, dysentery, earaches, discharge from ears and fever/cold.]
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Something on that comparison confused IRyS. "Wait! Her name is actually a Bael Fruit?, not Baelz?, or Baalzebul?"
But Coffee lifted her eyebrows making a small frown. "What are you talking about? It the same."
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Of course, that confused the maiden even more. "He? How? One is a fruit, the other is something described on a spiritual layer of a deity."
As a result granny shakes her head, giving up. "I see, that you must yet to understand, what is the first and the second."
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They chatting was finally interrupted by tired groan as one a half meter tall Bae walked into the room with her shoulders hanging low. She was wearing an actual farm-work outfit. Pants made of sturdy jeans material, covering her from bottom up to braces on her shoulders. It had a lot of pocket of different sizes like the big one on her tummy. A tall letter boots that look more like a rubber onto deep wet dirt. Tablecloth like checkered shirt, and a straw hat that normally protect her from sun was for now hanging on her back by a neck string. She was obliviously not looking to far in front of her, as she drag her body and her tired eyes were aimed down. Because she was walking around the Kiwi, she dint look properly at the elder. "Granny-- I am not so strong like the rest of ours. I still not done whit the stuff. So what a Bael fruit chan, can do for you?"
[Name: Baelz, shortly as 'Bae', which is a popular American slang meaning 'darling'. Baelz is also an anagram of 'Blaze' as fire is often depicted as the de facto element of chaos. Also it can refer Baalzebul, an ancient Biblical deity. Her mouse-like appearance has deceived many a fool who fails to realize that mice are the harbingers of chaos. Whit her hands-off approach and wild smile, which she often flashes in her frequent romps. Chaos is confusion and disarray, it is fortune and tragedy, and it is freedom from all the logic and inherent nature of life.]
Something must amused IRyS, because this maiden smiled and sparkle as her voice got into a teasing tone. "Oh hi Bael fruit chan. ♥ ♪"
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The small rat got confused, stopped and rise her head to looked forward. As her gaze pinned on the ruby haired maiden, it take her second or two, for her eye pupils to fully wide up. Then in similar way as pouring tomato juice from a jar, will fill a glass cup; the colour red filled the face of Bae. She literally panic jitter so much, that she jumped a half meter up in shock, barking certain someone name: "IRyS!!!" As the rat landed, she looked down at her current farm clotting and hit by panic, she decided to hide herself behind tall Kiwi. Like a maiden in love she lean out her head to look again at the guest. "W--wha--what are you do--do--doing here!!"
The guest had been in joy. "I am not blaming you, that after being overwhelmed with so much work, you forgotten on our promise. So, as we agreed before, I come to visit you."
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But Bae response was a bark. "I never told you where I live!"
"Yes you do! You told me, its Australia."
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"Don't be absurd!! That itself is too vague information to pinpoint this location on the entire continent! We don't even have a website! And all our trade is through the contractors. You clearly having a side intention to suddenly showing up here! So whatever you trying to sell here, I-I don't buying it!"
"Oh Bae-- What's is it with this sudden lack of trust? Do you forget, that the manifestation of hope is on my side? Finding this place was a smooth flow. I nailed it at first try." (Someone can imagine a dry contra-question on how long that first try take her to do.)
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Bae body hair stood up as she hissed, from all that wrath (or panic), that accumulated in her until she barked. "Don't be absurd!!"
The hot guy Kiwi had enough of this unsecure interaction and decided to interrupt it. He spoke up with a voice of reason that belonged to truly experienced speaker, hardened during high spec public debates or official trade discussions. "Our dear little sister Beal fruit chan, that denial of hospitality will simply; Not go! This is not how you treating your guest. IRyS travelled a long distance to meet specificity whit you. Plus, the whole fact, that she still dint hit the door, the moment she realized that you having a farm-girl tag, means more dedication from her side that you noticing. Whit her still staying there, she at last wanting to try to learn more about you and yours life background. You shall respect that credit of her."
IRyS was thunderstruck by the speech of educated gentlemen from late renaissance era, because she thought that this hottie is a man of few words. Whit her eyes she searched for Bae because she wanted to make a comment towards her.
But the small rat was not hiding behind the big guy no more. No, she was few meters away from him. She had backing a wall on opposite side, unable to back any further away from him. Whit expression (What the hell is this evil witchery!!) she stared at big bro, dint believed her wide open eyes, that the person in front of her, is the silent Kiwi.
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The hot guy dint bother to react onto that. He glanced at they horned guest. "Miss IRyS, I suppose that you already having some experience about our Bael fruit chan, indecisively walking in circles around a single bush in prairie. So I must insist, that you will at last stay for tonight." Then he realized something and got an idea as he return his sight on Bae. "I can understand, that is hard to have a proper talk when the emotions are on high spike. So both of you, give yourself a good sleep. Then you two can spend the next day together out on the estate, doing a farm things. The fresh air and serenity of farm, will give the two of you a plenty of opportunities to talk out yours feeling. A~and-- If I am correct, sister Strawberry is away on a long term mission. So miss IRyS can stay in her room for a couple of days if she want. No need to be pushy. Bae, just show her how life on farm is going. For that…" He walk toward Bae, reach for the little rat with his manly hand, grabbing her behind her neck on shirt collar and in picked up gesture he lifted her above floor like a bag of potato's. "You need a bath on the warm bath pool, so you can properly welcome her into our family." He start walking further into a house carrying her with him.
[In the medieval period, strawberries were sometimes used as symbols in illuminated manuscripts with the three-part leaf as a reminder of the Holy Trinity. The red fruits, pointing downward, were representative of drops of Christ's blood, and the five petals of its white flower were symbols of his five wounds. Heavily bred to get actually big fruits, they like colder temperature and one of the origins is Alps mountain range.]
But the way how he uttered the things, make the little harbinger of chaos to go full panic mode. "Wait!! You are not entirely wrong, but still wait!! This can lead into a major miss-understanding!! Right now, my heart cant handle it!! I am not ready for it!!" But her pleading was in no vain. Her panic jellying was heard even from behind the corners of the house, but soon it get muted enough to not be able to understand anything.
After the duo left the lobby the ruby haired maiden giggled. "Wow. This is even better reaction that I anticipated. What a treat... I mean what a heart-full welcoming." Then she turned toward the petrified grandma. "Ehm. Its seem that I will be for a while in your care, madam Coffee. Once again, I am IRyS." And she respectfully bowed her head to the elder.
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Granny wake up from the shock by shaking her head. "Oh my. What the fook… I mean, what a mess. Yes, yes. Welcome to the Hakos estate." She looked like she herself having a lot on her plate to go through. "Its just-- That there is just to much to arrange."
Granny lowered her gaze. "Let see… I just make sure to tell Plum and Pluot to behave, because our guest is for this moment taken…" [Plum - something superior or very desirable. Especially: something desirable given in return for a favor. Pluot - hybrid of plums and apricots.]
"Lime and Lemon can be a quite rascals..." [Lime can means spending time with friends, socialising, or simply hanging out. This word is a verb that describes the act of enjoying quality time with others. "Liming" can also be used as a noun for the socialising activity.Lemon is also what people call something that doesn't work well, like a bum car. You can use the word lemon for the evergreen tree whose blossoms become bright yellow fruit, or for the fruit itself — or even the color of the fruit.]
"The youngsters berry triplets can be a little bit clingy towards new visitors…" [In Victorian flower language, the berry symbolizes perfection and "sweetness in life and character." It also represents modesty because the berries are often found under the leaves.]
"At last is good that Apricot is away too…" [All over the world apricots are seen as a symbol of happiness and prosperity.]
"Before I forgotten, I must tell Grandpa Pineapple to not shoot at you from his air gun." [It is a symbol of hospitality, good luck, fertility, and abundance.]
Suddenly she returned to her quest, throwing her hands into side, as if she stopped to care. "Nah! I enlighten everyone at the dinner. Just promise me that you will never walk around the estate alone." Then she healthy slapped the maiden on her ass cheek as if it was a mare [Horse]. Of course IRyS eyes got wide open by the shock, but Coffee dint bothered to look. "Common lassie! We have things to take care off. First of all, after the long trip you need a bath. Additionally, we cannot allowed any possibly of accident towards the (high lady class dress) you are wearing. So after you strip, I will bring you something to wear from Strawberry collection. You two are not just same height, but even curves." Grandma reached out to grab the young woman by hand, to lead her. As the elder walked further into a house she was more or lees already talking to herself. And what more, she shivered from cold thought. "I don't want to even imagine, how much that dress costed to make."
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The scene moved under the ground surface. At place where one will expect, that the farm estate will have just a vinery, those red rats had an another realm. It was like entering a different world. Just by descending the extended staircase for a while, one will reach a spacious cave with a so spacious pond that one can swim in it for minutes. This cave pond was rebuild into a pool resort. (Do they really having a water slide here? And (why~y?) they needed to make the scenery around, (the tents, stands, accessories and ornaments); to look like this was a something like an Aqua park pool?) And the festival lighting hanging on the wires going from one side of cave to another, or around the pool border like a Christmas tree light bulbs, dint look like the safety measures was on the first place during planing.
Anyway, if a visitor will take a turn to right, through cave path onto another cave hall, it will arrive onto a hot bath house, so spacious that one can think its an actual bath house.
The one Bae was on it. The moisture and temperatures was in such state, that a milk like mist was rising from the hot bath. A white puff clouds was crawling not just the pool, but also the chiselled smooth stone floor forming the pathway around the pool. The dim lights from the light sources that were out of sight make the bath water looked silky white. A certain rat-girl with a blush of maiden in love trouble, had its head barely above the water surface. She had a lot on her mind right now, so she was making a bubbles.
But then she was pulled out of her toughs as the door leading to changing room loudly closed. Then she heard how a pair of bare feet walked on that stone toward the spa. But she nearly coughed out all air in her lungs, when she heard a too familiar whistle of someone who got positive surprised by the scenery. (It was IRyS!)
Ruby haired girl obviously dint saw the other girl through that milky mist. "Oh my blessing. The hottie was not kidding when he said a pool. This hot bath is so spacious that one can speculate, that it was made for a noble or royalty. Forget the one person bathtub, when you can sink into this baby. Its like a hot springs in mountains." She giggle. "Except its a rat edition. Hm~m... They can probably fit theirs entire family-a here… That will be awkward... But, judging from the large cold water pool they have at entrance, they probably found a hot spring near and utilizing it to warm the water for this spa. Maybe they have around the hot spring pool too. I wonder if they call it a rat soup." She giggle again. "I do remember that it was an old tradition of faith, for the bride to bath in sacred pond in upcoming day of her wedding. But damn… Its fells nearly like a sin to have this entire beauty for myself." As this maiden with the ruby hairs make a first step onto the pool, splashing the water softly, she suddenly saw (something) through that mist. No, only now she noticed, that there was an another person in the pool. It was Bae and she stared at IRyS with dropped jaw like a shocked deer at night, standing at road while blinded by the light of approaching car. So~o, the taller girl from the duo smiled wildly with a singing voice in her throat. "Oh, hi~~i ♪"
[IRyS and Bae having a thing for divorcing and re-marrying on a whim. Or for the sake of eating that wedding cake. A fun fact is that as half-angel (reference to servants of deity will) IRyS had natural attraction to divine. But Bae as chaos bearer (and reference to deity) often walking around the bush.]
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Lets interrupt ours (or someone) wild fantasies, and skip onto an image of our duo in farm working outfit. The are out on estate land, going to perform a milking of a cow. But IRyS had a puzzling look (What the heck is that?!), as Bae for some reason bring out of from the stable a jackalope. (Overgrown rodent from grass field with dear horns. This one was on size of a cow.) [The jackalope is a mythical animal of North American folklore described as a jackrabbit with antelope horns.]
Now imagine, how the duo visited the stables in order to give it a horse ride. Bae's jaw drop down, after her expectations of helpless IRyS, shattered like an ice mirror illusion. Without no effort, all horses there just fall in love whit the taller girl, as she with the grace of a noble woman, enchanted everyone here. Including the black horse of race track that will not allow just anyone to sits on its back.
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Lets shift the gears once more and we take a look to inside of the estate mansion, when the time of evening dinner is arriving swiftly. The hot topic duo, and other members of Hakos familia were gathered in the lobby, waiting until the brass bell will ring calling everyone to the dinner table.
The taller girl told the smaller one that she send a message to Calli about the events, they together experienced here on the Hakos farm. Of course, her devil side spiced up the story a little bit to tease theirs pink haired tsundere friend.
But of course the harbinger of chaos, can see through that (not) innocent prank, as she scream at her friend from full lungs. "You done what?!!! Do you even bother to think, what you called-down on this land?!!!"
(Are somebody here familiar with the book story event of certain (situation/s) or (uttered lines from actor) raising a death flag?…)
Well?… It was not a happenstance that the person in question was already outside, on that hacienda small square, already walking toward the front door into the mansion, guided by the rats scream. It was like pouring a jet fuel into a pit fire. So~o, with an elan and style of a leader of motorbike gang; this pink haired person in question, kick off the door that normally opens outside-- (To inside!!) And jell: "Yippee-Ki-Yay, bitche~es!! This time, I am on time!! Not even Cerberus will prevent me to attend this one!!"
[Mori Calliope; The Grim Reaper's first apprentice. Due to modern medical care causing a decline in the reaping business, Calliope decided to become a VTuber to harvest a different type of souls energy instead. She is a Daddy like Rapper, a work-o-holic, big sis tsundere. On one side a talented musician, on the other her mouth lose all filters when she got triggered by wrath or freak out land mine. Also we shall mentioned her u-la-la body curves are royal level master work wort of the future 'True arm of death'.]
(Also we shall mentioned that she had an issue to always missing her friends wedding event(s).)
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Expect several other members of Hakos familia, we shall not forget that in the lobby, was Grandpa Pineapple who jump off from the armchair as if he remembered at trench wars. He grab his (gun?) and aim it at Mori, screaming in defiance: "Not today, soul sucker!"
But Mori barked back at him: "Shut the fook up, and schedule an appointment already!! I am busy here, with something else!!"
Hearing that, Bae was losing her mind: "Bruh!… Please tell me, that this was just a figurative (face slapping you back) speech and you actually don't let them to ask for an appointments."
Contrary to the rest, mind of IRyS was on something else. "Calli? How did you past the entrance arch to the manor? Knowing the spec you have, did you squeeze something of yours, to get in?"
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Knowing the Ruby haired Nephilim, the Reaper dint bit the trolling bait. "You wish! The arc was made from toasted clay bricks. I just make it a little bit wider." And she raised a hand with her car keys. As she pressed the button on it, the iconic 'Bee-bup' car alarm sound reach theirs ears, from the car parked outside.
The small rat-girl gave up on being emotional as he uttered. "On what did you arrived, that the arc was too small for you? It was big for a truck."
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But Mori quickly changed the topic as she raised forward her friends the other hand with a white card-board box, utilizing her strong voice to redirect everyone attention. "I brought the cake!!" Not waiting for a questions, she self invited herself into lobby (after already breaking in), she walked toward the table and put the box down on it. Then she had this (Common, open it!) stare toward the rat.
So Bae with laid S on her mouth expression, approached the box and opened it. It was a multi levelled snow white cake with a (blood red topping?) pouring from the top but sliding on one side of the cake. Wait! This cake had some message written on top of it. But somebody unprofessionally poured an another topping on it to cover that message under it. Of course, the hasty work make the extra amount of topping to overflow on one side and pour down from the top to the next level only partly covering the message and part of the cake. On second though, considering the general lore of the rapping soul reaper, and the rich red colour of the toping, one can speculate that somebody (involuntary) died during her quest to acquire this particular cake. On third though, there was nowhere to be found the iconic duo figures of groom and bride, as if they were sink or turned into a pool of blood. (Tell us about overthinking the cake design idea, by killing wedding.)
At first glance it really resembled a something that can count as a wedding cake, but there was this 'but' felling attached to it.
As small Hakos observed if from close, her words were aimed to Mori. "Calli?, I noticed that the cake originally had a 'Happy birthday someone' written on top of it. Do you just kick open the door to the Patisserie?-- Smash a bunch of buck on the counter?-- Grab a nearly random cake box? And just walk out?... All that in a 30 seconds action movie scene?: (Break in!), (Grab it!) and (Get out of there!)?" She quickly moved her tone to the one used by uninterested commentators at news. "Plus for unnecessary reason a camera focused at the outside of the shop, recorded a violent explosion of the building, as you had slowly walking away from it like an action movie protagonist, not glancing back." She was becoming sceptical, but then she notice a familiar scent... "*Sniff, sniff.* Wait!-- Is this a coffee cake?!…" As if it was a flip on switch; her attitude turned by 180 degree and her eyes got sparkly with joy. "I accept this exception on offered tribute. Thank you Calli."
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Calli make statement to not underestimate her because she know theirs kinks pretty well.
Drooling Bae dint mind that as she received a knife to cut the cake. But… As the metal knife touched the (sweet surface?), a glass like ping sound echoed in the room, as if two crystal glasses press against each other. That's was something that nobody will expect from a delicious desert, cake or treat.
That supposed cold drop of sweat representing a really awkward moment got really physical on many faces around.
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But the rat in the position of birthday girl stay calm. (At last from outside perspective.) "Calli, that red blood like topping on top of that cake look; like you just grabbed a packed strawberry ice cream pop stick from the freezer. While still in a package, you crushed it when you clenched yours palm into a thigh fist. Then from the package you drop all that crushed ice snow dust onto the cake. You throw away the wooden stick like a ninja will throw a 'shuriken'. [star shaped throwing blade] As the new topping dint look in a way you expected it to look, you dead stare it to the point, that the snow melted. But it start to overflow on one side. Then you panicked and give it a frost ice dead whistling breeze, until it froze so fast that an ice crystals formed on the entire surface of the cake, turning the entire pastry/dessert into a frozen rock."
Normally will someone expect an excuse or apology, but the pink haired rapper looked serious and impressed: "Huh-- What the odds…" It was as if Hakos nailed to the last detail, what happened. We shall mention that Calli as weight lifter sure have a powerful grip, that can instant defeated any challenger who dare to stand up in front of her. (If she don't freak out!)
A half-angel half-demon is always a roller-coaster between seven virtues and seven sins. Instead of human (and dragons) like pursue of balance by choosing characters traits and deviations,-- or measure scale like servants of way as angels or daemons,-- for Nephilim, it is more like a liquid surface in glass of vine that are rotated on. For that, the ruby haired girl often do and utter a things that are highly questionable or dangerous things with an angelic smile and maybe innocent intent. "Well, this is what you will you get, when you try to cook something, unsupervised by maids."
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The reaper without thinking hissed, making sour face expression. While making a step back, she raised her hand in guard gesture expecting some (toxic) attack from the half angel-demon.
Bae was still stuck on her deep analyse mood as if her life depended solely on it. "IRyS, do you just flexed on us? By just causally telling me, that you having a maid?"
But the asked person froze with smile still on her face. "… … …"
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This was like a trigger for the rat to return to her chaotic self. "Why you don't denying it?! You use a steam tea kettle. You drink you own branch of cola. You all sparkly 24/7. You wear high heels, perfect long nails and hair style that is hellishly difficult to draw in fan-art. [It got simpler.] Then, you had those questionable holes in the common knowledge of common folk. Like when you don't know what is the violin trot. As if you though that it is just a decoration, that is everywhere in yours birth house. So tell me!-- Are you a rich girl?"
If somebody was taking attention on the heads all other members of Hakos familia, they will notice how one of every pair of rat ears jerked on that last sentence.
As if it was a shock the Nephilim continued staring at her friend like a petrified.
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The little rat was thinking about it a little too much. "IRyS, between the two of us. Tell me… Are you loaded?" [Rich]
Once again the ears jerked, on detecting something very important, or high value.
Only now the half-angel half-demon spoke up with obvious hint of teasing. "Oh my. It is the desperation that I hearing in your voice? Why you wishing so hard, from me to reveal that I have such ability? What's the meaning behind it? A desired dream to be the one and only knight wort for a princes from a white castle? Do you need something that can be archived only if you hit a gold vein? Don't tell me that you actually want me to buy you a farm field as a weeding investment? Or, by any means, do you looking for someone who will sustain you financially? Or do you fear, that you will not be able to make a tribute towards me?"
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Bae tries to say (That's not it!), but the ruby girl continued. "Listen. Even if I am a sweet treat, I will be nobody sugar-mama. Also pay me a your taxes."
This make the shorter girl beg for mercy by screaming. "Have mercy, bourgeoisie!" [The bourgeoisie is a class of business owners and merchants which emerged in the Late Middle Ages, originally as a "middle class" between peasantry and aristocracy. They are traditionally contrasted with the proletariat by their wealth, political power, and education, as well as their access to and control of cultural, social and financial capital.]
Calli on other hand give it a serious though. "Actually, if IRyS will try to claim that she is loaded I willing to belie it."
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Of course the person in question giggled, ready to tease. "Then why we just stopped on the middle class. Is the role of baroness to oversee the peasant girl." [Baron is a rank of nobility or title of honour, often hereditary, in various European countries, either current or historical. The female equivalent is baroness. Typically, the title denotes an aristocrat who ranks higher than a lord or knight, but lower than a viscount or count. Often, barons hold their fief – their lands and income – directly from the monarch. Barons are less often the vassals of other nobles. In many kingdoms, they were entitled to wear a smaller form of a crown called a coronet.] (Do IRyS halo reference and hors, resemble a crown of a monarch?)
Of course Calli, seriously miss-understand the teasing from the maiden, as she uttered. "Okay, then the next time, the wedding gig is on IRyS place!"
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That was like a slap across face as the ruby haired girl froze with a smile and confused look. "He?" [what?]
Bae saw that (Oh shit!) reaction, as if someone pretended to be a rich person as some prank, but then was asked to do a thing that poor person cant pull out. So her hipped up image, of IRyS wearing a puff cake noble lady clothing, shattered like a glassed mirror. Her own shoulders drop down. "I suddenly just imagined, her wearing some iconic poor people outfit. As it was worn out by time, the many holes and tearing were fixed by just sowing on it a square pieces of fabric all of different colour. She itself staying on some poorly maintained old house, formerly used as stars observatory. But now, far beyond expiration date. Located up deep on hills, with plaster falling down from the walls. In that setting from previous age, she put a stem cattle on the stove that have an actual fire pit down there. The only reason she having a computer and internet connection is that (F* you! That's why!?) massive telecommunication tower, constructed next to her cottage or whatever the company calls that living ruin. That's why, she having this static sparkles around her. Its not a gracious sparkless, its Irradiation. And her iconic high lady dress? That is a cosplay dress from some event. She wearer it as a mannequin during a concept presentation on a cat walk, in front of audience. On her lose mount talk, during a catering part, someone say: (That if she will have guts to walk in that-thing on regular base, on busy streets, she can keep that dress, as part ofher body.) But that person underestimated the woman's desire for a clotting, that's perfect for her. So, who was this person?..."
At this point the reaper just picked up something into her hand (like a rolled roll of a thick magazine), and smash hit the back of Bae head to send her into unconsciousness.
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Please imagine, another image of Bae and IRyS breaking the cultural difference. But this time, they wear a noble ladies cake puff dresses, and they are in wast green garden, siting inside of Gazebo. [Gazebos are free-standing or attached to a garden wall, roofed, and open on all sides. They provide shade, shelter from rain and a place to rest, while acting as an ornamental feature. Some gazebos in public parks are large enough to serve as a bandstand. Its like a permanent tent meant to be for a decorative purpose.]
IRyS, with perfect lady smile radiating sparkles, but Bae was low on energy as she was tasked to learn a table manners. On a sheet next to her is in line of different sized dishes plates, cups, dinning forks, spoons and knifes. All of them have a name and a task for witch they will be used. Of course, the smaller girl was losing her mind, not getting why there must be so many. She literally beg to end her suffering, asking for a Swedish tables. (You just grab a plate or trai and put on it what you want to eat from the wast selection.)
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At certain point granny Coffee, tried to introduce to Calli some of the manly boys from the familia. But Mori was cold to that idea. Then after a short intelligence-note to her ear, granny grabs a youngster boy and just force it onto the woman hands whit (Just take it!) gesture, as if it was a tribute to mafia like protection. Of course the reaper eventually freak out and wrecked something/somebody.
So the camera (point of view) run away from the hacienda and from a bird perspective, take a good look on the Hakos farm estate. As it turn toward west and focus on sun setting behind a distant horizon, only then this story ended.
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[Notes:]
I had an idea for this story for a while but once again, the writing is a time consuming thing. Next, when I was actually writing it, there was a loot of delays, that sets on this story like a pigeons on the fountain on square. Even the last check-up too a day to do. Not to mention the others ideas on other stories that are noted on (To do:) wall and waiting to saw the sun or moon. [One year latter on Edit:] Well a year latter, during making, something like a collection of my Hololive stories with this one I make 16 stories, plus one big one on multiple chapters. That make a mark on To Do list, checking the correction edit. The reason is I expanded my posting on 6 websites, plus considering seventh for few reasons. Actually, in past I posted my work on four other websites and stop, plus I don't even remember the name of the first one where I put my oldest serialized work that I forget so much from it, that I questioned myself if my story and webpage actually existed.
I aimed to write that this mean, end of the Hololive series (on some web pages I post them as collection) as I have other project on agenda for next months, but I remembered that I have some other story shorts, strips and notes.
So until we meet again on the next story; have a good time. Plus I offer for you to check my other work.
[Dretnoth, #some month – October 2023. Edit 30. Sep – 1. Oct 2024. Revise at 22. March 2025.]