Nightmare Before Christmas []Halloween Town[] {Welcome to the Night Life}

[OOC: not a problem ^^ Upadate: Kairi made it to Christmas town and got all excited. Everyone else is just in Town Square]

Treat looked over at the sky seeing what time it was. "Wow, time's really going on by."

Kairi laughed when she threw a snow ball at one of the elves that she was playing with. A groupl of them were just haveing a snow ball fight and she thought she'd join. One of them caught her at the back of the head and she through one at random behind her.​

 

After a few more moments of the buzzing mental activity that surrounded her Ysa hauled herself to her feet. Dropping no so gracefully onto her hands and knees on the ground below the wall she'd been perched on. Slowly she dragged herself to her feet and clutched at her head. The absolute mayhem of thoughts digging its long roots of agony into her own brain and almost crushing her. Causing her already laboured breathing to become nothing short of breif, tight gasps. "Stop it..." She muttered, not caring for how psycotic she might sound. "Stop it... Stop it, stop it, stop it!" Ysa chanted over and over and over, pleading for the spell to be over.

 

Treat heard and looked over to where Ysa was. She ran over wondering what was going on. "Are you alright?" Treat asked.​

 

At the moment Treat ran over to her then pyschic link was finally broken, though the pain lingered on. Tears had started to stream down her pastel face from her vividly green eyes a long time ago and as she spoke the droplets that hadn't yet managed to fall splattered to the dark ground. "I-I think so..." She mumbled quietly, each syllable still agony within her own head. "It's--It's never been so bad before..." Ysa added, whicing at the sound of her own silky, soft voice.

 

Treat got concerned, "Why dont you come to my mansion? You dont look like you should be out here right now."​

 

"T-Thank-you..." She mumbled, throwing her head back. Her slender fingers still covering her pale, elven face as she took a huge, deep breath. Trying to regain her sanity and lose the brain killing pain in her head.

 

"here," treat said helping her walk to the mansion, "Do you know what happened to you?"​

 

"I know exactly what it was..." She replied quietly "Though whether or not you'd believe me is another matter..."

 

"In this town, anything is believeable. It's just the person who tells it that matters," Treat said smileing, "I'll believe you."​

 

"Alright then... I'll try and explain." She agreed, nodding her head slightly as she did so. "I was born with a weird pyschic field around me, I can move objects with my mind and things like that... But recently it's gotten stronger, I've always been sensitive to how people really think or feel. However now... I can hear peoples thoughts... but I can't control it. It controls me..."

 

Treat didnt know how to respond to that. It wasnt unusual, it's just that there werent that many ways to help it. "Maybe the doctor could help you. He might have something that can give you the control."​

 

"I've asked... There's nothing... I just have to try and learn how to handle it myself or not..."

 

"You've asked him already?" Treat asked as they made it up to her mansion.​

 

"Yeah..." She whinced as a twig snapped beneath her delicate ballerina type shoes. "No luck I'm afraid."

 

"Hm, strange," treat said opening the door and helping her in. "How about something that can at least kill the pain?"​

 

"Please..." She nodded, cringing at the sound of the door opening.

 

Treat leaded her to the couch and ran to the closet. "Where is it...? Here!" She pulled out some bowl that was covered in cob webs and brought it over. "This is 'witches' life' soup. Dont ask what's in it, it's a secret. It might taste a little bad but it's been able to kill off any sort of pain. This shouldn't be any diffrent. Born with it or not."​

 

"Thank-you." Ysa smiled weakly before she took a sip from the bowl. Pulling a face of disgust at the taste "Eww... It tastes like feet." She giggled pulling a different face. "Again, thank-you. I don't even know your name."

 

"It's Treat," she said pulling out her hand for a shake. "Glad too meet you..."​

 

"Ysabella, just call me Ysa though." She smiled taking hold of Treat's hand and shaking it gently. "Treat's an unusual name."