Crimson Snow; Seraphim and Tracy's encounter

Oh this was just too rich! From the yellow wiskers, to the swirls in her cheeks, and even the eyepatch meant to look like Seraphim's, the highlighter marks that were all over Tracy just looked hilarious! Seraphim found herself leaning against the box for now, clutching her gut from how hard she was laughing, lightly hitting her fist against the box too as she still pointed and laughed. "Oh man! Did you fall into Alison's marker collection? Or did you just decide your new wrestling title is the Yellow Avenger? Ahahaha!! No seriously, you look totally fiercesome like that! Hahaha!" The girl could barely contain herself, not even caring and too amused to realize how she was being just a little too rude. Really, she didn't care, she just wished she had a camera for this, it was priceless!

Tracy was still a bit confused. She was just about to say something like. "Comee oon, tell mee! What's soo funny~!" When she heard Seraphim's jokes. They... pretty much covered it all. The redhead thought about what her friend said for just a second before her eyes went wide and she gasped, turning around quickly and running to a little mirror hanging from the wall of the hallway. Before looking at herself on it, she rubbed her eyes for a couple of seconds. Then, as she opened her eyes, a scream escaped her mouth. "Kyaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah~!!" She brought both of her hands to her face and started rubbing her skin strongly, trying to take all the 'make up' off. "W-W-Wheen did she do this?!" She said to herself, maybe loud enough for Seraphim to hear, but she wasnt really expecting an answer. She even grabbed the bottom end of her shirt and pulled it up to her face -of course, not exposing her underwear top-, using it as some kind of cloth, thinking it'd be able to clean her face. "Stop laaaughing! Tell me how to get this off~!!" She turned her head around to look at her white haired friend for just a second, yelling at her. How could she have never noticed? Well, maybe it was because it hasnt been long since she woke up, her head was still a bit fuzzy and... the most important reason, she was asleep when Alison decided to test her drawing skills on her.

It was expecially after her cute, high pitched scream that Seraphim found herself practically in stitches as she laughed. Hunched over, a tear practically came from her crimson orb, as her soft lips were wearing a true, cheerful smile of joy, all from the humour of Tracy's reaction. Even though she would have normally been upset with Alison, knowing she had been up now, she would let this slide, far too lost in the mirth and amusement of what she had just seen. Unable to even gather the strength to push the box now, just laughing to hard, Seraphim eventually found the will to tone it down, lowering herself to a soft chuckle here or there, but still keeping her hand close to her lips just in case. Phew.. she needed that!

"Ha...a-alright.. it's washable sis. J-Just some soap and wa...phhfft-ahaha! Oh my god... I'm sorry just... ahaha! C-Clean it please, I just can't take you seriously right now!" Yea, today was definettly going to be a good day~

Even if it seemed like Tracy was completely focused on trying to remove the highlighter marks, she was actually listening to Seraphim laugh like that. Well, she also heard a bit of her explanation. She kept rubbing her now wrinkled shirt on her face, actually thinking for a second that the marks were fading. Not willing to spend 30 minutes -or more- trying to achieve her goal the wrong way. She let go of her top and turned around and immediatly started running towards the bathroom, not before pointing her finger at Seraphim and yelling at her. "You stop laughing!" She ignored pretty much everything inside the apartment, almost tripping over the sheets of her own bed, barely managing to not fall to the floor right onto her face. She pushed the door open and turned on the light of the restroom, bending over slightly before the sink, spinning the faucet to turn the water on. She used her hands to splash the water on her face, then proceeding to rub her cheeks, forehead, nose and every inch of her face with the soap. For a moment, she'd forget about Seraphim and the box, though now she shouldnt have much of problem, since the worst part was over. In any case, she would just have to wait a bit longer if she wanted the redhead's help to get the box inside the apartment. Well... actually she'd have to wait until all the highlighter marks faded away.

After Tracy left for the moment, Seraphim found herself finally finding a will to calm herself. Actually having to wipe a tear away, and then adjusting her eyepatch too, Seraphim eventually found herself on two stable feet, smiling contently, before shaking her head a little with a smile. ‘Man.. what would I do without her?†Truly thankful to have a sister like figure around like Tracy, it really helped Seraphim get into a lighter mood about so many things. It was like no matter what happened, she could feel better with just spending a little time with her sister, like the world was just a little brighter.

When Seraphim calmed down a little, putting a hand on her chest and taking a long, deep breath of relief, she nodded to herself, reminding herself of what to do, and turned back to the box. Making a dusting off sort of motion with her hands, Seraphim felt like she had the strength now since it was just the final stretch of the hall, and she went behind the box. Giving a resolute nod, as if to reassure herself, Seraphim gave a small grunt before pushing it again. She would make it to their room eventually, only to find at the doorway… it didnâ€t fit. Of course… it was easily twice the size, but there was also another part of it that helped to get it in. ‘Some assembly required… heh†Then, deciding to wait a bit, wanting to surprise Tracy, she went inside their apartment. Tracy was in the bathroom no doubt, and Alison was... well, at least trying look look like she was asleep. Seraphim saw her roommate close one eye the second she walked in, and Seraphim just decided to pretend not to see it, not wanting to ruin the good mood even though her friend should have been resting. “Hey, Tracy-chan?” Alison said lightly, as if to whisper so she didnâ€t wake up Alison even though she knew. “You think you can um… go out for a bit? I need to put it together. I um… didnâ€t plan ahead.. heh-heh.”

Tracy wasnt any little princess, so as she washed her face, she also washed the wall behind her, her hair, the floor.... Well, pretty much everything in the bathroom would end up wet by the time Tracy finished removing the highlighter marks from her face. Soap in hand, the redhead rubbed and rubbed and rubbed her skin roughly. An observer would say she was convinced that they wouldnt come off. So, as Seraphim came by, it'd take her some time to answer. Tracy wasnt willing to come out of the bathroom until the last trace of yellow disappeared. "I'll be." She started, splashing the water on her face. "Right." And again, she threw some more water on her face. "With ya!" She finished her statement.

After a few more seconds of rubbing the soap on her face like an hyponchondriac trying to get rid of some dirt so she wouldnt get any kind of sickness, the redhead would lift her head and shake it wildly like a wet dog. Since she accidentally threw some water into her eyes, they were closed. She probed the spot next to the sink to find a towel, which she'd soon find and bring to her face to dry it. After that, she'd hang it from a little hook -where it was before- and turn around to face her white haired friend. "Alright, I think that's all." She said, looking at herself in the mirror for a moment just to make sure her face was clean. "So! What's the matter?" She asked in a low volume of voice -as she noticed Alison was 'sleeping'-, walking towards Seraphim.

By the time Tracy came out, she would see the massive box just outside the door, far too big to fit through the doorway. Seraphim was lucky that it needed some assembly, otherwise, getting this thing inside would have been as hard as trying to shove a grand piano in a new house; simply impossible. Looking at Alison for a moment, Seraphim rolled her crimson eye at the huddled form under the yellow blankets, and then back at Tracy, giving her a silent thumbs up that she was all cleaned up. Of course, Seraphim had a good memory, and something like what she saw on Tracy; priceless and unforgotten. She wouldnâ€t let that leave her mind.

Speaking with her own hushed tone, she stepped closer to Tracy, putting a hand on her sisters shoulder, looking down at her with a small, warm smile before speaking, her words softer, as if the two had their own little moment just now. “Well, as much as Iâ€d like to spend some time with you sis, Iâ€ll need you to go out for an hour. It doesnâ€t matter too much just where, have some fun. But I need to put this thing together, so would you mind for an hour?”

Tracy turned her head for a moment to look at the box. 'How is she planning to get that box through the door...? It's actually kinda huge.' Alison seemed to be sleeping. She didnt know for sure, but even if she really wasnt, she couldnt just go and poke her awake. That wouldnt be polite. So... drawing on other people while they're asleep actually is polite? Not sure about that, but sure it was funny. Well, at least she got a laugh out of Seraphim, and that's pretty much all that matters. Then, her focus returned to the box. "Hmm... Wait. Shouldnt I stay to help you out a bit..?" She asked as she looked up at her sister, wondering if she'd really need some help. I mean, there was no -physical- way the whire haired woman could push the whole thing into the apartment. Not because she wasnt strong enough, but because the box just couldnt pass through the door!

'Maaybe... Maybe she has a plan or something. I better not get in the way...' She thought, looking away from Seraphim for a second. "Oh well, if you think you can handle it, it's all yours." Tracy closed her eyes, brought her hands up and tilted her head to the side a bit, like in a "Aaaah... Who cares?" gesture. The redhead then turned around and walked towards the little mound where all her recently-wore clothes were. She bent over, holding her arm out, and reached for her black shoes. Next, she sat on the edge of Alison's bed and put them on in a matter of seconds. "Alright then, I'm heading off nooow~!" She said in a rather low volume of voice -so she wouldnt 'wake' Alison up- and waved her hand at Seraphim. After that, the redhead ran right out of the apartment, dodging the box in the way and then running her way downstairs. It'd be just then when she'd start wondering why her sister didnt want her help. Why did Seraphim want her out of the apartment for an hour? Oh well, she'll find out once she comes back.

"Great~ Careful out there now, okay?" Seraphim smiled back at Tracy as her own cheerful tone came in a hushed pitch, trying not to awaken Alison still. Of course, she'd have to wake her soon anyway since it was going to be a little noisy. But, Seraphim could tell the girl was only pretending to sleep anyway, so what's it matter? Watching Tracy leave, she couldn't help but get a good feeling about all of this, letting out a small sigh of being at ease, before left on her own to do what was needed.

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After an hour's time, whenever Tracy would come back, she would see that the large box was now empty, lying outside the apartment complex off by the side of the curb, waiting now for the garbage men to take care of later. Whatever was inside was now in Seraphim's apartment, meaning she must have finished. And heading up through the apartment, there was no loud ruckess of any sort, so that must have meant whatever it was, Seraphim had more than likely finished.

When she got to the door though, Seraphim opened it just a crack, before Tracy could even get in, as if hiding a surprise in the room, no doubt her gift. "Here!" Seraphim suddenly said as she thrust her hand out the small opening in the door. And then, almost forcefully, Seraphim had placed a gray bandana in Tracy's face, explaining herself about this wierd situation. "Put it on~ I'll guide you inside, mkay?"

Of course, Tracy wouldnt be back exactly one hour after she left. Maybe a bit more, like, 15-20 minutes late. Not because she didnt have a watch or anything like that, but because she met a couple of girls in the street: Shizuka and Yui. They were in their daily morning walk when the redhead stopped them, wondering if they were wrestlers in AFW, by any chance. To this, the schoolgirls nodded their head and smirked at Tracy, who returned the smile and shook their hands friendly. They talked for about 15 minutes, maybe more, until they had to go. Apparently there was this place the purple haired girl wanted to visit before it got really crowdy. The redhead told them that it was fine, that they could go. Before they left though, Shizuka wrote her phone number on the redhead's hand, so she could call her and Yui whenever she wanted. After that, Tracy headed to a cafe that wasnt really far from Seraphim's apar--- no, their apartment. She ordered a cup of coffee and a couple of triangle-shaped cheese sandwiches. By the time she finished with her 'breakfast', she turned her head and looked at the clock hanging from the wall. It was already time to go back home! She waited until the waitress came, pulled 10 bucks out of her pocket and handed them to the other woman, offering her to keep the change. She stood up and off the chair, pushing it aside as she started making her way back to the apartment.

About 1 hour 25 minutes after she left, the redhead was climbing her way upstairs, for a moment forgetting about the surprise. That was until she made it to their floor, turning her head to the empty box near the door. 'Oh right! I wonder what was in there...' She didnt take a closer look to the box for two reasons: one, she didnt want to ruin the surprise, and two, she... actually didnt even think of that. She stood before the door, but before she could even reach for the knob, Seraphim opened the door. The redhead couldnt even get a glimpse of what was inside since as her sister held a gray bandana in front of her face. Tracy didnt really know what was going on, but it couldnt hurt if she put the bandana on. She did, wrapping it around her head, covering her eyes and tying its ends up behind her head. "Okaaay, I'm reaady~!" She said, trying to reach for Seraphim's hand so she could guide her inside.