Two to be Purified

Great. Just great.

"Ducky?"

"Yes!" She laughed a little. "You heard me right."

"I can only imagine," The Puppeteer hummed. The only glimpse she’d gotten of a time before purification was necessary was when the lands were dyed red, though there must have been a time before then when things were better. If only things had stayed that way.

"Speaking of which…what brings you out of hiding?" She asked, finding it curious for the girl to be out and about when she had her designated place. "Come to explore as well?"

"As lovely as it is in there, it gets boring... lonely," she explained. "I want to get out and see the world before those rumors become true." She furrowed her brows, hidden beneath her bangs. She'd only really been in Zone 0 and 3, and only parts of the latter. She wanted to see it all.

He lifts one shoulder, letting it drop, his gaze growing distant. “I suppose that’s one way to put it. But once you get past the constant pain, it’s not.. too terrible. It’s my existence, and I just have to deal with it, I suppose.” 

She nodded softly. "Does it really hurt that bad?" She smiled sympathetically, clasping her hands together. She'd never felt bad for the Batter before, but this one was different.

"I’ve been—getting by," Zacharie said, not wanting to lie but also not wanting to draw undue attention to himself. With a shrug he added, "I’ve been doing a lot of file and zone hopping lately. Mostly just picking fights, I suppose." He fell quiet for a moment.

Finally; “And what of you, mademoiselle? How have you been?”

Sugar listened intently, nodding every now and again. She didn't suspect a thing, and merely smiled. "I'm doing wonderfully. I'm happy, I'm not hungry..." She shrugged a little, smiling a little wider.

He grinned sadly, but it went unnoticed behind his mask.

“V́́̀E͏R̶̸͢Y̢͠ ̸͟͞F̶͝I҉N̴͡͡Ę̶͠.͞” he said, keeping it short and simple-no need for loquaciousness where he might slip up.

"Good to hear," she chirped with a wide, kind smile. She wasn't sure where to go from there, though. She let his voice echo about in his head-- it didn't sound right, and it concerned her quite a bit.

"I suppose that there is no harm in letting you come out while I am around. But you need to promise that you will not come out again. Understood?"

He spoke sternly, all the while reaching out his hand for her to climb into. Even caged birds need to be free sometimes.

Sugar grinned happily, hopping up into his hand. "I promise," she assured him. "How have you been?" She asked, deciding to change the subject. She didn't have much to say about herself anyway, and wanted to hear about him since it'd been so long.

“lets dance, my dear friend.”

my eyes are burning

Would you like some Sugar with that?

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more people need to draw sugar in colour because i cannot think of a good colour scheme for her to save my life

She’s too much fun to draw, that’s the problem.

Also I have a terrible need to cosplay, but I don’t have the time or money :(((