#Twisted Wonderland Thorne Brodeur

[grey-eyed-menace]

"...I don't want to go."

It's said with such earnest fear, and quiet resignation, the first years small frame trembling under his gaze, it's as if Brodeur expects to be struck for voicing this thought, or punished in some other way.

"Please don't make me go, I know it's... I know it's not proper," she confessed, eyes trained on the dark stone beneath their feet, hands ringing the hem of her dorm uniforms skirt, "I know it's an insult to Noble Bell, to Rollo, to their student council, to Night Raven, and everything Diasmonja stands for, to you, but please don't make me go, please."

She expects to be denied.

Malleus feels it with every word she speaks, with every breath she wheezes, eyes clenched shut, and fingers fraying her skirt.

He can all but taste her fear, of this boy, Flamm, she says, saw the way she shrunk under his gaze, the way she flinched when he touched her, the memories that danced behind her eyes for hours afterward...

The invitation sent for her, she knows, was addressed to an Azalea Flamm, as stated by the representative of Noble Bell.

There is no Azalea Flamm present within the halls of Diasmonia, only this girl, fearful and small, but brave nonetheless.

Thorne Brodeur, what an odd name to chose for one's self, to be able to connect with it so deeply you can cast away the one given at birth...

[He thinks he has an inkling as to why Lilia seems so taken with the girl, now.]

"...what would you like to be done with the dress? And the invitation itself, I suppose."

The suprise that paints itself across her face is only second to the positively dazzling smile that appears only moments later.

"The extra invitation means you can also bring along Mx. Adelram, right?" Her smile dims just a touch, and she very nearly twirls in excitement, "And... I'll make them a dress or suit as needed for the Masque myself, if need be, I swear!"

And then she curtsies, shallow and far from proper, but the origin in it's genuine respect is not lost on him.

"Of course."

Thorne is off in the next moment, a positively delirious giggle on her lips as she disappears around a corner.

Malleus hums, thoughts straying to the dress she made no mention of disposing of.

[Vaguely, he was aware what the accesories and cut of the dress, and the clasp, symbolized.

To label your own cousin a whore, all for the fact that she did not attend the college of her families choice, what sort of man was Rollo Flamm?]

[grey-eyed-menace]

"...maybe, deep down, we're all a little horrid."

And then Professor Esther smiles, a bit like a serrated edge, an ugly little thing, but damn, if it doesn't light up the room somehow, "You'd be correct Mister Yuuki, can you quote the full passage?"

Yuuya startles, a bit taken back, and blinks, "I'm sorry, what?"

"The morals of this branch of magic have been debated for centuries, Mister Yuuki," Esther says, grin still ever bright and sharp, "and you, somehow, just quoted my favorite take on the situation at arge."

Yuuya bumps his shoulder against Thorne's, causing the girl to startle out of her Pharmaceuticals homework, wide purple-grey eyes snapping towards him in something akin to terror.

"You know this best don't you?" He asked quietly, eyes pleading.

As she began to shake her head, Esther's snapped to her, "What of you miss Brodeur?"

As terror budded in her heart, her mouth moved of it's own accord.

"'In the end, we all have the ability to be good people, to do our best, to try, and be heroes. At the same time, we have great capacity for evil, for truly horrible acts of selfishness and pleasure. There is nothing wrong with this, though, because in every heroes heart, there lies a horrible villain, and in every villains soul, there lies a brilliant hero. So, maybe, deep down we're all a little horrid, all a little heroic.'"

Professor Esther's smile turns a bit soft, before a particularly loud snore from the middle of the room causes her to scowl.

[grey-eyed-menace]

"Should I be worried?"

The boy, Gaius apparently, simply smiled brightly at her, raising up his free arm to wave, the other still occupied with holding his squirming sibling, and Thorne was rather helpless in that she could only wave back with smaller, much more awkward, smile.

"Professor Brodeur! How great to see you... so young!" He greeted her cheerfully.

Thorne blinked very slowly, before turning to the looming Malleus that had, at some point, appeared leaning above her. Staring at the poor boy so intently she was actually worried for his continued health, and the boys miraculous not-on-fire-ness.

Yet, as Zigvolt and Vanrogue continued to scramble in the background Thorne was left with two, maybe three, awkward Dragon Fae.

Finally, after what seemed like forever, Thorne sighed

"I'm guessing the identity of your mother is off the table?" She asked conversationally, almost feeling the physical weight of the dread that came from his recognition.

"Names and appearances, yes," Gaius confirmed, pointedly ignoring the way Malleus seemed to deflate, "but she is politically advantageous, and, uh, nice-ish? They love each other."

"Well..." Thorne really didn't know what to say in this situation, "that's good?"

[grey-eyed-menace]

Sebek: *staring at Thorne* Your existence is... Infuriating.

Thorne: *looking up from her homework, confused* Why?

Sebek: You're annoying, but the thought of you being hurt infuriates me.

Thorne: *blinks* Oh, well, yeah. I care about you too Sebek.

Sebek: I didn't say I cared about you.

Thorne: And I grew up with Licht Brodeur, it's the same thing.

[grey-eyed-menace]

Alone

Sometimes, Agatha forgets how she should feel about her situation.

For the near decade that she's known Idia it's always been one fight after another, one barb traded for another, snark and insults, awkward kindness and reluctant hate, twisting smirks or sharp grins with to many teeth. A friendship built on the worst of beginnings, she'll say.

It's... Something, he'll admit, reluctantly. Idia doesn't really do 'friends', he has neat little boxes he puts people in, sorts them out and pretends there no other way to it, that they can't fit anywhere else.

(She's never really known if she should feel flattered or insulted that she has a 'box' all her own.)

She owes everything to the Shroud family, her life, the food she eats, education, and a million other things she can scarcely remember.

They own her.

[grey-eyed-menace]

Haircut

"...Mister Vanrogue?"

Lilia perked at the title, smiling, eyes drifting to where Thorne had situated herself on her knees atop the common room loveseat.

The girl didn't quite meet his eyes though, gaze distinctly drawn to his right shoulder, which, fine, yes, he was quite aware how... Off he was to most humans.

Even if said human had been raised in almost complete seclusion by way of an abusive father, a downright paranoid mother, and a piss poor excuse of a King.

"Miss Brodeur," he greets, inclining his head slightly in acknowledgment, "is there something you need to ask me?"

Thorne bites her lip, softly, and proceeds to shuffle awkwardly, "I, uh, Prince Malleus mentioned once you do your own hair, and uh..."

She trails off, sinking down as to actively sit on her legs, as if it would hide her from him.

"I was wondering if you'd be willing to even mine out? I'll pay you? I think I have enough..." A small shrug, and a ducked head.

Lilia grins.

"Well, so long as your willing to let me have full control over length and style!"

A few quick strides, an offered hand, and they're off to the dormitories kitchen.

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Thorne's never had short hair before.

Her father had always had... Views on how little girls should look and act, and that translated to always having hair that was at least mid-back at the shortest.

So, hair that barely brushes her jaw is something of a novelty, bright and oddly wavy, it makes her feel free.

"I'm assuming you like it." Lilia says, after the third consecutive minute she spends looking at her rather warped reflection in the steel fridge door.

Thorne's cheeks turn a dark, splotchy, red, "Sorry..."

He gives her a small pat on the shoulder, and a smile with a bit more teeth then is probably necessary, "I'm glad you like it, you'll handle cleaning up though, I have things to attend to."

She nods, turns away from the fridge and heads for where she thinks they keep the broom, fingers still pulling at the ends of her hair.

[grey-eyed-menace]

Epiphany.

Note, I'm extremely sleep deprived and about to go in for night shift. So, yeah, wish me luck.

Anyway...

Twisted Wonderland OC's. Love 'em, hate 'em, don't care.

Anyway, fanfic analogies.

First up, are Thorne and Aggie.

Agatha Paige's story is probably something like a twelve chapter love letter to my personal issues with personable relationships, familial traima, and a load of other shit I'm never in the mood about. It's a very complicated take on Found Family, (the only thing she and Idia agree on, at all, is Ortho's wellbeing), and what exactly comes out of the issues presented when your parents all but literally sell you off without so much as a goodbye just to get rid of an extra mouth to feed, and so THEY aren't the ones to pay for the immeasurable debt they just incured on your behalf. Probably ends with someone suggesting Agatha and Idia hug, and, you know, instead of doing that, (and triggering both of their issues), Agatha just throws water-bottle/gatorade-analogue at him and tells him to hydrate himself, proceeding to passively aggressively buy his favorite candy shortly thereafter and shove it in his hands, and Idia makes a point to pre-order some horror and otome games that she's secretly had her eye on.

Rista is a one-shot detailing a noodle-incident involving silly-string, strawberries, and Riddle getting knocked-out by a two-by-four, (by accident, I swear, and the strawberries are what kickoff his friendship with Thorne), with a side of family bonding by right of Rielle and Claire stopping by to nag him over grades shortly thereafter Riddle is released from the infirmary.

Thorne Brodeur is... A two-hundred chapter epic of found-family by direct interference of a prophecy she wants nothing to do with, an amused Lilia, and a perplexed Sebek. Silver is more than aware that Thorne is probably going to end up as Lilia or Malleus's attendant, and just sort of gets in the role of subtly fucking with her, you know, out of love, ahead of time, even without her biased view on familial relationships, Thorn and Silver's relationshipis a whole different nine yards of strange, (I drafted Licht, Thorne's favorite cousin, as Count Frollo's bitchy counterpart, good news is that he's still a bitch, bad news is that he's a bitch with understandable, if incredibly fucked up, human motivations).

Malleus just expresses his affection through increasingly violent headpats, and Thorne is forced to adjust.

[grey-eyed-menace]

I think it should be mentioned, that, despite her status as a first year, Thorne is intimately aware of what exactly her Unique Magic is. Even if she's never used it intentionally.

It's shown up throughout her life, constantly, without hesitation, and it's never spelled good things for her. Always punished harshly whenever she so much as even asked about magic in any capacity.

Thorne has always been isolated, locked away, her own family pretending she didn't exist for long stretches of time, all because of a half-true prophecy wrenched from the throat of a drunk.

Thorne has always been alone in some shape or form for most of her childhood.

(The few months she spent with Neige will always be cherished, yes, but Neige has never understood what it means to be wholely and truly alone with nothing but your own thoughts to keep company, with no warmth or love to turn to.)

And no matter how she tried to fill all that time, whether it meant reading, or sewing, or drawing and dancing, or just... Anything. There has always been a void.

One that couldn't be filled, a void that would sometimes consume her until she was curled up on her bed, pretending that her life wasn't completely and utterly pointless, that she meant nothing to the people around her, that she was a nobody who's job was to simply keep still, shut-up, and smile.

So, when it became to much, that void, she slept.

She slept away days, and days, and days.

And she dreamed.

She dreamed of places far away, of stories so fantastical she could never hope to live them in her life time, she would run and play with other children, she'd be lifted into the sky and twirled around by a mother and father who actually cared, who loved and cherished her, and didn't just shut her away when she became to much to handle.

(And sometimes she'd meet a man with long black hair, with the oddest stripes of color running through it, and she'd beg him to tell her stories, of times long past, of love and kindness, of hatred and glory, and sometimes of the children he was currently raising.)

Thorne knows her Unique Magic has to do with sleep, with dreams, with wants and desires that one knows will never be possible.

Because every time the world became to much, when the void wanted to eat her whole, and whenever she was scared...

Thorne knows exactly what her Unique Magic is by virtue of using it to escape reality for as long as she could, whenever she could, as a child.

If only it was a sleep like death from which she would never awaken...

She thinks that, at the very least, she'd be happy at the end of it.

[She's still not quite sure if her time at NRC is reality, or just a particularly indulgent dream.]

[grey-eyed-menace]

Friends

"Brodeur, would you say we're friends?" Malleus asks suddenly, appearing practically from thin air behind the love seat in the Diasomnia common room.

His voice was almost painfully casual, as though it was a question you normally asked your tiny human underclassmen everyday, instead of some on the spot thing asked out of bruised pride.

Thorne successfully bites down the almost instinctual yelp of fear that makes it's way into her throat, but doesn't quite squash the knee jerk reaction to get off the couch in a mad haste to get away from the six foot tall wall of doom, and ends up knocking her Magical Pharmaceuticals homework onto the floor instead.

Malleus just pins her with a stare, and tilts his head, observing her, and hell, if it doesn't make her feel tiny, insignificant, it's nothing like Mister Vanrogue who just makes her feel disappointed in herself, or Silver who makes her think she's a horrible person, or even Sebek who just vaguely reminds her of her favorite, (only), cousin...

Prince Malleus Draconia makes her feel like she's nothing, inconsequential, useless. Just like her father. It's a bit off-putting, but familiar in a way.

Thorne bites her lip and ducks her head, sinking to the floor to gather up her homework instead of answering right away, head running nearly a million miles a second, until it inevitably hits a wall. Scrambling for an appropriate answer.

They aren't.

It's a truth that Thorne is willing to acknowledge with little hesitancy. She's a desperate wreck of a person, and more than a bit desperate for positive recognition she'll admit, but she's not so far gone as to actively lie to herself over her relationships. She did that enough with her own family already, she didn't need to extend it to her social life.

So yes, she and Malleus Draconia weren't friends. Then again, Thorne didn't really have friends in Diasomnia in general, she was one of maybe six or so full-blooded humans currently roaming it's halls, and of those six other humans she only knew Kieran Adelram, vaguely, and she wasn't entirely sure the third year was actually raised by humans, (he was a bit like Silver in that regard, a bit... Left in morals, not wrong, just... Left), and most of her friends were mostly through Yuuken and Atsuko, and even then, she only ever really interacted with Atsuko...

And she wasn't entirely sure if Sebek actually considered her a friend, or someone he had to put up with because Lilia seemed to enjoy her company.

Oh...

That... That was a bit sad.

Her point still stood.

She could count on one hand just how many times she has willingly interacted with Malleus Draconia, and have fingers to spare. And most of those interactions had more to do with relay on social events than actual conversation, and that wasn't even taking into account the power gap.

Thorne was shorter than Epel, with wide eyes and thin shoulders, the standard female Diasomnia dorm uniform had had to be tailored to her, and well... She was human. With average talent, she sucked at Magical Pharmaceuticals, and trailed after the few people willing to put up with her like a lost puppy.

Malleus was a six foot something wall of nothing but pure, unbridled, power. And he made it known in spades. He had pride to spare, was almost exceptional in every subject he participated in, and had friends, that while few in number, were at the very least loyal. And he was a prince.

It was kinda like trying to kill a dragon with a sewing needle...

[grey-eyed-menace]

Before and after Chapter Two.

Leona chops off a good portion of it when Thorne gets caught up in the crossfire of his Overblot fight.

Lilia somehow evens it out.

[grey-eyed-menace]

First thing about Basile!

So, like I said before, in Atsuko and Yuuken's Twisted Wonderland, Basile Speculum is a little shit of a second year who's pretty much the bain of the Pomefiore dorm.

This isn't because he likes messing with people necessarily, although he does, and revels in it, trust me, it's because when push comes to shove, Basile will give the most brutal and honest review of your life.

And good Gods does he have an eye for detail.

[He made Neige cry like a small child for something unrelated, the fanbase still hasn't forgiven him.]

And Vil defers to him on this. As much as he might hate to do it.

Basile is honest to a fault, and never really sees a reason NOT to voice his opinion on something, but at the same time, he will do anything in his power to help out with your mistakes and correct them.

He also curses like a sailor, and has a personal vendetta against the Pomefiore dorm uniform.

Basile is also far to invested in the odd friendship that sparked between Epel and Thorne.

Like, creepily interested.

He takes notes from Rook on this shit.

It's that bad.

(Atsuko once asks, in a joking manner, the Evil Queen's most known line when she catches him looking at Epel and Thorne talking, thinking he might have a thing for one of them.

She's... Not wrong, but she's not right either.

"Basile, tell me, just who is fairest of them all?"

Basile doesn't even look at her, "Fuck if I know Ishikki, if Vil asks, tell him he can find out when he dies."

That makes Atsuko blink, "Has... Has Vil asked before?"

"Once, when he found out who I was, I told him to fuck off."

Atsuko just... Kinda sits in to watch the conversation Epel and Thorne are having. Something about a new action movie. She's not sure.)

It should be noted, that, yes, he thinks both parties are attractive. His stalking tendencies towards them are NOT romantic in nature though.

More like...

Well, 'Warped Reflection', is a very flexible Unique Magic. Incredibly flexible.

Honestly he might be my most over power OC in that regard...

And, well, to put it simply, Epel and Thorne kind of low-key terrify him.

It's adorable, in a sort of pathetic way.

[Deuce and Ace are convinced he has a thing for Thorne after they find him just... Staring at her sleeping in the branches of a tree.

He proceeds to call them Derrik Sebastian and Adrian Terrance, so really, it's kind of fair.]

Anyway, I'm on a roll, I might actually get something out concerning Agatha!

[She cares for Idia in the most passive agressive way.

Idia thinks she's mental.

Ortho is oblivious and just thinks that's how friendship works.]

[grey-eyed-menace]

Early Mornings

"Why does this taste like boiled ash?" Basile mumbles, more than a bit confused as he looks down at the left overs in front of him.

Thorne blinks, narrows her eyes, and proceeds to swipe a bit of the meat off his plate, only to have her mouth refuse to close the moment it meats her tongue, the piece of steak falls to the counter in a rather anti-climatic manner soon after.

To much salt, to much pepper, overcooked, and cranberry sauce.

Right, Mister Vanrogue had likely tried to 'save' dinner after she ran out on the food last night, no wonder the other dorm members looked like they wanted to kill her this morning.

Withholding a sigh, Thorne shook her head, "Just throw it out. I'll buy you breakfast from the cafeteria."

[grey-eyed-menace]

Yuu: You know, Thorne's a sweet girl...

Subaru: Yuu, no.

Yuu: Oh hush, you haven't even heard what I was going to say.

Subaru: No, but I grew up with you. I know your thought process.

Yuu: Again, you could be way off the mark.

Subaru: We are not adopting a fifteen year old, and that is final.

Yuu: She's Perfect Daughter Material!

[Several seconds later, Lilia pops out from behind a pillar.]

Lilia: And I already have dibs.

Yuu: *completely unfazed, waving him off* And you're ward is likely to make her the catalyst for a curse in twenty-something years.

Lilia: *narrows eyes* How did you come across this information?

Yuu: *pauses, turns to him, and proceeds to narrow his eyes* How did you?

(They continue to look at each other with narrow eyed, shrewd, looks.

Yuu's is distinctly furious, while Lilia's is most definitely a mixture of... Something pretaining to having a particularly annoying secret discovered, and curiosity as to how you figured it out.]

Subaru: *already standing up, grabbing her bag* Fuck this conspiracy shit, I'm leaving.

[The staring contest continues long after she does leave.]

[grey-eyed-menace]

Firsts

"Have you ever thought about it?"

It's a third year, female, human, voice a little accusing, but otherwise seems genuinely interested in Thorne's answer.

Thorne on the other hand is lost, eyes focused on a complicated cross-stitch, needle finishing off a small rose.

The upperclassmen huffs, cocks a hip, and pouts a bit before calling her name, "Brodeur!"

Thorne jerks a bit, only experience saving her from stabbing her finger with her needle and thread, eyes blown wide.

"Upperclassmen Reynes?" She questioned, confused, eyes still wide.

Reynes rolls her eyes a bit, the deer in the headlights is undeniably adorable, but a bit annoying, "I asked you a question, Brodeur, it'd be nice if you answered it."

"Er, right, something about... Firsts?" The blonde fumbled a bit, putting her cross-stitch to the side so that she could pay more attention to her upperclassmen, "I've had a lot of firsts since coming to NRC, so, uh, shoot I guess?"

Reynes blinked, well, that raised some alarms, but nonetheless, "Alright, uh... The actual question was about whether or not you've thought about kissing Prince Malleus?"

Reynes could see why they might keep her around, the girl was cute, (she kinda missed the long hair though, even if had only stuck around for a week or two), and Sir Lilia was undeniably fond of the girl for some reason, (likely something to do with her acting like an affection starved puppy, and the fact that she tackled hugged him after Rosehearts Overblotted).

Thorne, however, just turned an unflattering shade of splotchy red, entire expression morphing into scandalized horror, "What!?"

[grey-eyed-menace]

Hello there.

My name is Lenzie, and well, uh...

I actually don't know how to phrase this, but, as I'm pretty stumped about my three Twisted Wonderland OC's I'd like people to send in questions about them!

I'll accept any and all questions about them, so long as they aren't incredibly inappropriate.

There most basic information, and pretty much all I've come up for them, are listed under their picrews.

And they're all Chibi's because the Chibi picrew had the best selection in my opinion.

Now, without a further ado, here they are!

First up is the Yuuki Cousins! Who, rather regrettably, have been redesigned slightly in that they aren't related, but they still grew up together!

Alongside his lovely co-kidnappee, he's only about sixteen once he ends up in Twisted Wonderland.

This fine gentleman is Yuuki Yuuya, better known as 'Yuu' by his friends, with the added appeal of no one being quite sure if Yuuki or Yuuya is his first name, it's generally assumed Yuuya is, and due to Subaru's last name, people generally reference his last name as Yuuki.

He passes off his everyday fashion as his Dorm Uniform, and Crowley... Can't really contest it, as Ramshackle technically now counts as a dorm...

He's a bit like an over excited puppy, always rushing headfirst into danger and asking questions later, and, is, technically speaking, the real 'MC' of my story, as he is put in Ramshackle with Grim.

He's also a Disney Nerd, and is both completely flabbergasted at his new surroundings and absolutely thrilled.

He also might have a thing about Thorne. Subaru's convinced it's a general 'Cute Bunny' thing, it's not. He's lying. Everything he claims about the situation is a lie.

It's like Agatha and Ortho, the former claims that the latter isn't special to them, and then the latter does the 'smile' thing, and suddenly the former is throwing candy at their creator passive aggressively.

...okay, so maybe it's not like Agatha and Ortho, (and it's definitely not Idia and Agatha because that's a very specific dynamic based on shared pessimism, misanthropy, and what Agatha equates to shared trauma), but nonetheless.

Calls Malleus 'Stranger Danger'.

He also bought a baby sling for Grimm, said Demon-Like-Cat is unamused.

And the other Yuuki attending NRC.

Yuuki Subaru!

Again, like her 'cousin', (it was an easy lie, and at the very least, it guarantees that no one will be loosing their heads over her and Yuu being alone in the same room), she's only about sixteen when they end up in Twisted Wonderland.

She's also incredibly pissed about it.

Subaru, unlike her best friend, is sorted into Pomefiore!

Back home, she was a somewhat small-time up and coming idol... Who was perpetually broke.

She's sorted into Pomefiore on the grounds of her core values... And amusement.

Beyond that, she's a very hard worker and values blunt honesty above all else.

Because she's literally a minute away from decking everyone in the face, and isn't really into keeping up the 'Persona' she had back home unless she's on stage, mostly because there's no point, she's tired, and honestly just wants everyone to shut-up so she can pass out.

She gets along with Leona simply because she feels kinship with the fact that he wants to sleep through most of the day.

Comes up with increasingly weird nicknames for Malleus every time they meet, (first time is Tsunotaro, as is canon, second time is Green-Eye's, third time she's under the genuine impression that his fondness for Thorne means they're related-or dating and calls him Not-Blondie for some reason), infuriates Sebek, amused Lilia, and Thorne is just really... Confused? She wants to say confused.

This is Rista Caspian!

He's the fifth born Prince of the Coral Sea, (and unfortunately NOT the bain of Rielle's school experience at RSA much to his eternal lamentation, fortunately Claire's doing just fine on her own), and a third year at NRC.

He has an adventurous streak a mile wide, and thinks himself something of a troublemaker, even if that's not exactly the truth.

As he's fifth in line for the throne, he doesn't have as many responsibilities as his older brother and and sisters, which freed him to attend NRC on land.

It also resulted in a somewhat... Less than stellar habit of not owning up to his mistakes and a lack of responsibility.

(Also, the entire reason he wasn't picked as Dorm Head? Spite. Pure unfiltered spite. Crowley made one vaguely insulting comment about Queen Minerva and it was war. Tradition be damned.)

His eldest sister, Thea, is the Crown Princess.

In order his siblings are...

Thea, Alan, Renna, Ven, himself, Claire, and Rielle.

Twisted from Ariel's elder sister Arista.

I have a vague idea about his Unique Magic being called 'Siren's Song'.

By the time of Chapter Three, he and Thorne have a weird friendship built on an incident involving them raiding the school kitchen.

And finally, the Disamonia first year, Thorne Brodeur!

The daughter of a very well off family from Pyroxene, and completely human... Er, maybe.

She's a very skittish and quiet young woman who ended up face planting against the Mirror when Subaru and Yuu rushed into the ritual chamber.

Thorne was good friends with Neige LeBlanche as a small child, but eventually, (purposely), fell out of touch with him once his career took off as her father started to push for a much... Different relationship afterwards, she straight up disappears during Chapter Five because of this, and no one can find her. NO ONE.

No one's quite sure what that says about her usual efforts to disappear.

She really doesn't know why she ended up in Disamonia, but Lilia seems endlessly amused by it, and everyone else is vaguely confused.

She's twisted from the Spindle that pricked Aurora's finger.

Her Unique Magic, as it is currently, so far has the working title of 'Wicked Lullaby'.

A good chunk of her hair gets lopped off during Leona's Overblot, and Lilia ends up in evening it out, and to Sebek's eternal frustration, she starts taking after Floyd on how to wear her uniform more casually...