Are You My Big Sister?

Doing this was as customary, as it was cliche, Lucy had been waiting near the cafe. As a person who prided herself on knowing everything there was to know, one could only assume that she knew someone traversed nearly all of Remnant, just to find her. Either that, or she just happened to be in the area and had heard her name float around upon the lips of randoms that she never once interacted with. How could such a thing happen? Unless someone close to her happened to have rolled right on into Bellmuse and inquired about her. That someone was a mystery, nonetheless, but it was quite easy to pick the color out of the colorless, especially when that color was a blatant shade of many different purples.

Yes, the older Cobaltienne had found the younger Cobaltienne that searched for her. That singular crimson eye of hers had taken a gander at the short thing. Power... That was what she felt coming from her and among that, a connection. When around her family, that hidden eye of hers always pained and burned, until she grew accustomed to the feeling. This time was no different, which could also be an answer as to how Lucy knew specifically where to go. No one needed to know that though. But yes, that is why the chestnut-brown haired woman found herself waiting at the cafe.

That ever persistent smile on her lips only brightened and she felt some sort of joy flare up in her heart. If she could cry, she more than likely would have. That little girl, who was much older than she appeared and quite adorable to boot, was her family. A little sister though? That must have meant that her parents were still alive out there, somewhere and they had yet another child. Did they abandon this one too, or did they actually take care of her? Only one real way to find out. "You, over there." Her voice came as gentle as ever and even though she sounded informal, her intentions were that of a proper woman. "You're looking for Lucy Cobaltienne, am I correct?" Lucy asked with a genuine tone.

The clouds gently floated on the winds of fate and the sky reflected the clear blue of the ocean far off. Birds sang and flowers bloomed, today was a good day to catch up with family. Today was a beautiful day to catch up with family. Everything about that day was beautiful and the beauty only continued to grow. Her potential little sister was beautiful in her own right, short stature in all. Lucy's heart thumped with how this day was going.

A small joke in her head came in the form of her thinking about Nicolette ever coming here, but that was just absurd. Poor woman was in prison. Maybe she should visit her soon? After that meeting with her revealed family member, of course.

This violet girl was definitely a cute one. Had that Cobaltienne charm that she had seen in pictures of her grandmother and grandfather, when they were around their ages. Lucy's signature, ever persistent smile graced her lips and she listened closely to what this young lady had to say. She used the term, "big sister," in an affectionate manner. Not just that, but to have known Lucy by her full name wasn't a mere coincidence. Sure, professors and the Headmistress would have known, but there was something much more to this particular encounter. After that gentle wind blew, the woman who had sized up the one in front of her, opened her mouth to speak.

"I do know where I can find her for the simple fact that I do] know everything." She grinned, then let out a simple giggle. "Look no further, though, little one, for I am your older sister. I am the one you've been searching all of Bellmuse for. Lucy Cobaltienne at your service, little sis." Right to the point she went. No need to unnecessarily delay such a revelation, especially when the girl seemed to have been frantically searching for her.

A single hand motioned to the cafe and Lucy started towards the door. "Come, let's have some tea and talk. I can only imagine all the catching up we're about to do." She said colloquially and had opened the door for the young woman. One thing that the huntress was going to test out, was just how legitimate this all-purple wearing lady was. Even more so, however, the crimson-eyed Lucy also felt her curiosity grow and begin to get the better of her. Anything that involved her parents mattered to her on an extremely deep level. Should this little girl have important information regarding them, then that'd only solidify her legitimacy has a Cobaltienne, but just any, a Cobaltienne that belonged to her long lost parents.

Once the two had entered inside the cozy, casual appearing cafe. It had the typical bartenders and baristas that went about serving the customers with a myriad of drinks and snacks. The lighting was done well and gave the area a nice, studious type atmosphere. The voices were all at indoor level which only furthered that library, casual-esque feel that it radiated. There was a table and a couple of chairs that were a bit out of the way for the two of them to sit at. Lucy motioned for she and the purple one to go and sit there. This was going to be an interesting day indeed.

"Violet, huh? That's a cute and fitting name." Lucy easily added in the compliment, before the young girl's face had transitioned into a more somber gesture. That usually meant there was some bad news afoot. An assumption that she had hoped wasn't true, since she almost always feared the worst, yet never showed it, the crimson-eyed huntress wondered what were the next things Violet would have said. Soon enough, it pertained to their parents but more specifically, their father. The little sister's usage of the past tense wasn't a good sign and even though she had a pretty good idea of what was being alluded to, Lucy had to play dumb and ask for the sake of a concrete answer.

"Dear Violet." She started, "You speak of our father as if he's deceased. Pray tell, rather than go one with vague explanations, tell me flat out... What has happened to our parents." Now, she wasn't trying to be insensitive, not in the least. Lucy, however, was one who always enjoyed teasing and extending a conversation more than necessary, but this was one of those situations where it wasn't acceptable. This had to deal with family and she'd be damned if she wasn't given proper closure. Also, whatever explanation Violet did give, coupled with the details provided, would only solidify her legitimacy to their family.

Lucy's heart pounded a mile a minute but her composure remained intact. Hopefully her little sister hadn't found that part about the older sister troubling, because deep down, she honestly feared the bad news. One who consistently trained themselves to never allow their affect to falter, usually appeared apathetic or unresponsive.

Coupled with this feeling of anxiety that continued to grow, in a pit of her heart, the huntress' curiosity was at an all time high. There she was, a little girl who dressed in mainly black and purple, sported the last name Cobaltienne and had that aura of childish royalty... Through and through, Violet was of her family. What had she done with their mother and father, where had she gone and why did they do what they did? All of these questions and more rambled constantly in her mind, so much so she figured herself cultivating her own migraine. Lucy was definitely going to need some tea after all this.

That voice which came from her little sister faltered at first, which only added to the suspense of the whole thing. However, the strength found itself within Violet and she explained everything that happened. Lucy must have appeared so very insensitive by insisting she tell her more, yet given the circumstances, she hadn't been able to hold herself. Those tears had caused her to tear up on the inside, her heart further sunk once she saw the emotional effect of retelling the story had done to her relative. That's when she got up from her seat and walked over towards the young girl.

"I'm jealous of you, you know?" She started, her smile ever present. Lucy then wrapped around and draped loving arms around the neck and shoulders of her baby sister. Hugging her close to her chest as best she could, she leaned in and softly rubbed her cheek against one of Violet's. "You traveled all the way from Vacuo, just to come and warn me, of our psychopath of a mother... The one who killed her father." Her voice came in low and soft, just loud enough for the two of them to hear. "I must apologize for pressuring you into having to tell me such a thing." Lucy then turned her head to give Violet gentle kisses on the cheek. A way to console her and stop her from crying, but in all honesty, the older sibling wouldn't have mind at all if she kept crying. It'd have only made sense if she did.

However, more of that inner strength revealed itself when the younger sibling stopped the flow of tears and rather than wipe her fluids on the sleeve of her shirt, used a couple of napkins instead. Why did she try so hard to be something she clearly wasn't in front of her? Maybe it was the way she was conditioned by their mother, who had now been painted in her true light, her true beauty. That woman she... Killed their father and is now on the hunt for the both of them.

With how everything stacked up, Lucy's smile remained. It never once faded and didn't even falter in the slightest. However, her gaze shifted momentarily to the blank wall in front of her. Her thoughts became a storm. Plans on top of plans were being formulated and that's when it hit her. The utmost priority was to keep her little safe from whatever threats her mother might send out at them.

"Not unprofessional in the slightest, rather, I'm the one who should be apologizing to you. Rather than asking how do you do, or anything like that, I skip straight to the melancholy. Forgive me, for I'm a terrible big sister." She spoke sincerely and soon released the ginger hold she had around Violet. For right now, while the little one was in her sights, being in the cafe would serve as a "safe" spot. "You must already know by now that my curiosity is at an all time high, so we'll start with you, then work our way back to our parents." The brunette explained as she took her seat. "Tell me everything about you and don't leave out any details." Her words came as more of a request, despite how it could have been interpreted as a demand. That singular, crimson eye of hers appeared brighter, but that was because the tears had almost welled up. She held them back, for now...

"Father said that, huh? Sounds like he and I run on similar philosophies, but..." Her voice trailed off momentarily. "He sounds a bit more positive about it. Let it be known, though, young Violet, that curiosity, while it should be sated has a very high risk, for sometimes little reward." She said simply and would leave it at that. After all, that purple haired sister of hers had a lot of explaining to do and Lucy had to make sure she paid attention to every detail.

And what a talker she was. Quite literally, it took a whole hour and a half for Violet to even go through half the stuff she wanted to speak about. Violet was 17 and from what Lucy was told, her eye color is a strict combination of their mother's and father's. A genetic mutation that even Lucy had, yet she never, ever showed it to anyone unless they were Nicolette. However, she prevented her own thoughts from rambling off and stuck to a more organized approach with them. Anything and everything her baby sister mentioned was taken and understood. Every happy, embarrassing, and saddening moment was taken into consideration. Little did Violet know, her older sister also used this information to shift her moral compass.

The needle pointed to one simple solution to the problem that presented itself. Lucy was effectively abandoned by her parents, but not by full consent from the sisters' father. He was likely coerced into the act by their mother's own form of manipulation, because from what the brunette could tell, he was a softy, an easily persuaded one at that. Onyx, their father, was a good man. A person who seemed to respect the limitless potential that knowledge gave to the right people who had it. A paragon was what he was and it was because of his seemingly altruistic nature, that he was lead to a grisly end by their mother, Alice. The very thought angered her and a storm raged within her heart, yet her physical appearance showed her calmed and collected, a warm smile on her lips all throughout. But going back to the solution, it was kill. Yes. Kill. Lucy had to kill their mother. She had to.

There were no ifs, ands, or buts about it, the woman needed to die. Ironically, when Lucy cautioned Violet earlier about the high risks that involved curiosity, it appeared that lesson was inadvertently taught, but in the form of likely insanity brought about from years of studying, or even searching for this "knowledge." Whatever it is Alice sought, it must have been important if she chose it over the well-being of her own husband and child. But even then, was it truly worth it? No... Looks like their mother had to be taught the lesson of high risk and Lucy would be the one to do it. Hands clasped within one another, the huntress waited for her adorably active little sister to eventually come to a stop.

...When she didn't, however, the crimson-eyed woman had taken two fingers and placed them against those soft, innocent lips of her little sister. Her smile warmed brighter and she said one thing. "Tea." That's what she wanted, rather, it's what she needed to calm down on the inside. "Come, we will get tea and snacks, so tell me what you'd like and I'll buy it for you, Violet." Lucy explained and then moved that hand from Violet's lips to her head, in which she pet the girl softly.

Lucy raised the only visible eyebrow on the one side of her face, when Violet had mentioned that she didn't drink tea. That wasn't a surprise but she really wanted to seduce her little sister into drinking it. After all, it was a beverage, that depending on how the leaves were brewed, granted a taste that only sophisticated tastes could really enjoy. The brunette figured that since the girl was 17 years of age, she'd at least have the want for something more other than milk or juice, but those too, were fine options. An easy-going nod from the older sister showed that Violet's choices were considered. "Fine, but milk over juice." She stated easily.

With that, the pair which consisted of the energetically adorable Violet and soft-spoken beauty Lucy, made their way to one of the bartenders who manned the cash register. The crimson-eyed woman had placed their orders for drinks and urged the man to wait just a moment, as the bunny-like appearance of the littlest Cobaltienne eyed down the goods in a predictable manner. The huntress had begun a countdown in her head and awaited question which she'd already have an answer to. "Three, Violet." She right after the inquiry was hurled at her.

The bartender chuckled a little and though he didn't verbally say anything, the look on his face commented how the two looked together. No one at first glance would be able to tell that they were sisters, not until they got a good shot of their faces could they see the resemblance. That's why that man found their back and forth banter to be quite entertaining, even if it was for just a short moment. Of course, he tried to even flirt a little bit with Lucy, but when it came to it, she let him down quite easily and didn't even need to reveal the fact she was a lesbian.

After a light giggle the young woman went about their order further. Lucy herself decided she'd be a little bit of a fatty and get herself three scrumptious snacks herself. When displayed behind the glass like that, the myriad of cookies, brownies, cake slices, pastries, and other breaded goods just screamed to be eaten. It'd be a sin if she didn't partake in them.

The one thing that the two had shared in common, was their sweet-tooth. While Lucy had picked out snacks that were different in terms of style, she had to say that Violet had chose some really awesome goods. "Would you like to share pieces of snacks with one another, dear Violet?" Her question came as she paid for their food and drink. After a few minutes of doing so, everything had been prepared for them and left on a small tray, to which the eldest Cobaltienne picked it up and brought it back over to the table they sat at.

While on her way to that location and within that short amount of time, Lucy had organized her every thought. Since her darling little sister had revealed so much about herself, practically everything, it made Lucy believe the same had to be done for herself. Violet had to know how her big sister ticked in a sense. Not just that, but of all the trials and tribulations she championed over up until now. "I suppose it's my turn now, yes?" Lucy asked and gave a warm smile over to the young lady who more than likely sat across from her by now.

Once the purple one had grown comfortable in her seat would Lucy start. She went all the way to the beginning and showed that she had a stunning memory. The entire time, her singular crimson-orb gazed into the gorgeous purple eyes of her relative. The woman started from when she had been abandoned and how her parents argued with her grandparents over being left with them. From the obvious results, her parents won out and she was since then under their careful protection. The brunette then went into further detail how their grandmother had a deep disdain for her, because she shared traits similar to Mother Alice. Lucy also added in the likelihood as to why their grandma was so rude to Violet, when she inquired about her older sister, is because she too exhibits their mother's features. Moving on from there, the woman explained that their grandfather was much kinder and was the one who taught her many things through books and the like. Essentially, the old man had a dedicated, personal library, that he allowed Lucy access to whenever she wanted and she was in there constantly.

There was a slight pause and the forever smiling woman took a moment to catch her breath. Then she started on how growing up, she was essentially lonely. Barely any of the children played with her and when they did, they never really put effort into it, due to the rumors the other adults had spread about Lucy. It seemed as though Lucy and Violet's mother and father garnered quite a bad reputation in Mistral. Regardless, it appeared that she didn't take it hard. Smiling all the while, her revelations about herself continued. The older sister spoke of how she received the sword she now carries at her side, Izanagi, and how she sought out her only master, Master Lee.

A small blush came to her cheeks and even though she mentally prepared herself for this, was she ready to just flat-out say it? Yes, she had to be, because it was now or never. Whatever image Violet had carved of her big sister, was now about to be burned down by the truth. Lucy cleared her throat, let her blush fade and spoke up once again.

"It was around the age of 13 when I met Her." She started simply. "We started out much like sisters, this woman and I, but as time went on, we continued to train alongside one another with Master Lee, our bond grew closer and closer. There was no doubt in my mind, that once I shared my first kiss with her, that I knew I was a lesbian." Two bombs dropped, potentially. The first being there was a woman in Lucy's life and the second being the fact she was gay. "Nicolette Amber, is her name. Violet, if you are to know one of the most important things about it, it is that I cherish that woman. She was and still is, everything to me. I'd gladly take almost any life, if it meant she'd be safe and happy. Alas, however, she's in jail for the sheer fact she used to be a pirate and now that life has caught up with her." The young woman giggled softly and before Violet could even think about responding to that who bit, she quickly pointed to the red headband she sported. "This head band and pattern upon its face? I made this. Right before Nikki was taken from me, I found a coin in the forest next to our village and it reminded me so much of her, that I had to give it to her as a good luck charm. Not just that, but I wanted to feel connected to her further and so, I designed this accessory for myself. Then... She was gone."

And with that, Lucy had concluded her little love story, but showed she was optimistic for the future. After that was said and done, she went on to explain how she completed her swordsmanship training and enrolled in Bellmuse.

Considering the fact neither of them had moved their eyes away from each other for sometime, Lucy was able to see each and every facial reaction that her little sister would have made. It was priceless. The older sister would have burst out laughing, it weren't for the fact that she too attempted to keep a straight face throughout the entire thing. She didn't even care when Violet had gave her that look of pity. I mean, who could blame the little one for doing as such? Lucy's story seemed as though all she ever experienced was loneliness and loss, but then again, that was probably where she and Violet had the most in common.

However, the one thing that the older sibling enjoyed more than anything, was that bright, happy smile. Her bunny-themed sister was extremely cute, so the smile never grew old. It was so infectious, that even Lucy found her own lips widen brighter. Though, she found it all the more adorable when her baby sister asked if she could loved in the same way. "I can love you as much as I love Nicolette, yes, but I cannot love you in the same way." With her singular, crimson-red eye, the huntress winked over to Violet and then giggled. She was glad all the little bits and pieces of herself were noticed and accepted by her little sister. That put her heart and mind at ease, so she was right to entrust that knowledge onto Violet. "We can do whatever it is you want, within reason. Do know, however, we're still in an academy and that does mean we have to go to our classes, so don't expect me to ditch them just for a bit of jovial fun, okay?" She explained with yet another wink. Those words also meant, "Violet, you're going to class with me whether you like it or not."

Considering that they were first years, no doubt they'd be spending a lot of class time together too. The fact Vi was also small enough, it may have even been possible to convince Pearl in having the little one stay in their dorm. Lucy's little sister wouldn't take up much space, if any at all, and would be a perfect fit.

There was an air of refreshment as Lucy watched that little sister of hers, teeter on over to her. Arms raised into the air, a large smile upon her lips, Violet had came over and gave Lucy a big hug, something the older sister easily returned. Her arms wrapped around her baby sister's body and she gave her a nice, tight hug. The nuzzles were also returned and even though she wanted to shush the mouth volcano, Lucy honestly couldn't do it. It was just too adorable to stop. At least for now. Honestly, the elder Cobalitenne was happy that her sibling had become easily loving and accepting of her... It reduced the burden on her shoulders, the one she carried for the apparent sin of being a Cobaltienne...

The pause in Violet's speech had brought Lucy back to the waking world. After she had drifted off, quickly and momentarily to the end result of her "plan," the little girl had offered up her cinnamon bun. She giggled and nodded over to Vi. "Well... Normal sisters don't share things, but we're not normal, so we can share whatever it is we want... Within reason." A sort of cheeky smirk came to her lips, but taking a plastic knife, she cut the pastry right down in the middle perfectly. Once it was separated, Lucy took her half, then smiled wide over to her little sister.

"To finally finding one another...!" Her voice raised itself for this one time and with that, she had passed the bun into her mouth, and chewed on that half happily. That day, the tea and snacks all tasted better...

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