today's snack will be:

"With my Ball, nothing is impossible!"


Maybe I should have changed her name to Pink instead...

» TITLE: Heiress of Lavender Corp. (former) | huntress-in-training
» AGE: 17
» SEX: Female.
» ORIENTATION: Heterosexual
» WEAPON A: The Ball
» WEAPON B: Fencing Swords
» SEMBLANCE: Dust Manipulation
» OUTFITS:  Battle | Formal Party | Informal
» PERSONALITY:

Eloie is the adopted daughter of Thaddeus and Lissandra Lavender, who live in the kingdom of Atlas.

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or, as it is known by the alternative title: HAH I FINALLY FIGURED IT OUT



The laboratory was a mess of mechanical parts, clock work gears and every inch of the lab was coated in dust. Closing her eyes, Eloie flicked her wrist to the left. She imagined a gust of wind, but halfway through it turned into a hurricane that blew through half of her father's laboratory.

"Sorry!" Eloie peeped through her fingers and whispered, "Wind, die..." She tried not to breathe a sigh of relief. Knowing her, the dust would just explode, and a 6am punishment would not be a great way to start her birthday. "Daddy? Where are you?"

( All that's left is to name it. Name it whatever you like, darling -- I've set it to respond only to you, me and your mother. )