Delilah shut the door behind Pacifica and locked it. That was when Pacifica was sure there was something odd happening. "Delilah?" Pacifica stepped away from the girl. "What's going on?"
Delilah turned to her and sighed. "The Journal."
Pacifica frowned. "What?"
"How did you get it?" Delilah asked, ignoring Pacifica's confusion.
"I- I don't understand, I-"
"I saw the Journal with you." Delilah reminded. "Don't act dumb."
"I'm not! I just don't- wait, you know about the Journal?" Pacifica tilted her head in confusion.
"More than you do, apparently." Delilah crossed her arms. "Stop changing the subject and answer my question."
"Or what?"
Delilah gave her a blank stare. "You're the minority here, Llama."
Llama?
Why she was suddenly calling her that?
"Girls."
Three other girls appeared from around Pacifica. Where they always there? Those girls were dressed in feathered white gowns, they were as pale as Delilah and seemed to glow. They wore veils as well. Delilah and one of the girls had blonde hair, but a pair of girls - that seemed to be twins - had red hair. And holy moly, they were super tall, and had wings.
"Answer my question, Llama." Delilah demanded.
"Or we'll beat you up!" the second blonde girl stated, knuckling her fingers.
Pacifica shuddered. "B-But why do I have to tell you about the Journal?" she looked at the three other girls around her. "You're not human." she looked at Delilah. "And you're not human either, are you, Delilah?"
Delilah smiled. "Bingo."
"De-lai-la? Seriously, that's the version of your name you say they prefer?" one of the red-haired girls scoff. "Seriously, your real name is so much prettier to me."
"Quiet, Sasha." Delilah sighed. "Alright, how about this: I explain what we are and why we want to know and you tell us, okay?"
Pacifica nod, although she wasn't sure she'd keep her side of this deal. Delilah smiled. "Splendid! So, my name's actually Dinara Mikhailovna, but since I arrived, people had some difficulty calling me that, so I learned what you liked and chose to be Delilah." she said with a shrug. "You humans are very hard to please, sometimes." she gestured to the other blonde girl. "The one that threatened to hit you is Viktoria Alexeievna," Viktoria Alexeievna waved at Pacifica, eyeing her up and down like she wanted to draw her blood out. "And the twins over there are Olga and Alexandra Ivanovna." she finished the explanation. "We are Samodivas."
Samodivas. Slavic fairies. Wait, Slavic fairies in Falling Gravity? "Wh-Why are you here? Shouldn't you be in. . . I don't know, maybe Russia, or somewhere close?"
"We were." Dinara replied.
"But it's none of your business." Viktoria Alexeievna said. "Spit it out, ведьма."
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Falling Gravity (Season 01)
FantasiPacifica, an orphan teenager that lost her parents when she was little, her only memory from them was a journal with spells that turned out to be actual magic. Years later, she met a white haired boy with an amulet named Gideon that convinced his pa...
