Puppets [Zero x Harriet]

[Zero]

Where had he left it? He had looked around all the classrooms and he couldn't find his own custom doll anywhere. Kai his name was, had been quite in the habit now of making lots of little dolls, mostly harmless of course since, he didn't want to invoke any evil spirits if he didn't have to. Plus, he didn't hold a grudge against many people. In this boarding school, he wasn't very easily picked on, since he kept to himself, and wasn't the top of the class nor the bottom.

He was around 6'1", short black hair contrasting from his fair skin. He was quite lanky to be honest, not really much in terms of strength and he often skipped out of phys ed. By no means was he popular, nor did he even had a small group of close friends. No, he could be considered a loner, and not even those that some girls swooned over. He kept to himself and the fact that others seemed to do the same made him happy enough.

However, this was the first incident where something so precious of his had been... 'lost'. Although he quite doubted that was the case, he went into his last class of the day in a daze, wondering how his newest and best creation could have gone. It was the doll of a girl, not very lifesize, more like a little sack. Not to be used for anything other than decorating purposes, he had used the best thread he could find with durable material. It wasn't even all finished, and the thought of someone messing with it just started to anger him. Oh, and he didn't get angry often. Whomever it was that might have cross with him, it would be their unlucky day.

 

[H a r r i e t]

"Hmm. Wander who it belongs to . . ." Scanning, Harriet's mossy green eyes flickered over the material before her. Raising a hand, she skimmed it over one of the seems, the feeling against her finger pads was rather silky, and smooth. Almost like silk. This wasn't one of the usual mannequins the school had for the Drama classes, that was for sure. There was too much work in it for something like that, it would've cost someone too much time for them to accept as a small clothing holder. So who did it belong to? It wasn't like the sewing classes were that into making things, and Harriet really doubted that someone within the class was this much in love with the hobby to so something along these lines.

Pulling herself off the floor near the girl's bathroom, she brushed off her fair-coloured legs and sighed to herself. Whoever had made it was a total loopy-bin. The thing was down right creepy, and even though Harriet had had her share of supernatural events and creepy things, this wasn't something she wanted to get into much detail about. Dolls had never been a huge thing with her. They way they followed you around the room, the whole, "What if you're alive" bit didn't rest easy with her either. But, the fact that this doll didn't have a face some how made it more intimidating to look at. Maybe someone had discarded it because it was too creepy to deal with anymore? "Wouldn't put it past them."

Standing up fully, she grabbed the surprisingly light doll and tucked it under her arm, not caring for how the uniform's blouse lifted a little up her flat stomach. Wasn't like everyone else was outside the classroom's anyways. Harriet was a bit of a rebel at times, hated school, hated the uniforms, and most of all. She hated the kids within the school. The only friends she had were the books she concealed herself into after classes and during weekends. She wasn't super smart, or some kind of a nerd or what-have you. But she did like her solitude. Many of the boys didn't like how she lived, or acted around the boarding school. Most of them just a piece of ass, though, which only made her verdict upon the school's student body worse.

Carrying the doll down a hall, she turned the corner, only to see one of the hall monitors. He caught her and sent her on her way. More like stalk her back to her current class. Entering with a small sigh, tossing the doll within the garbage at the front of the room, Harriet rounded to the back row of desks and took her spot before Kai, crossing one of her legs under the desk, not paying any attention to the lesson.

 

[Zero]

He hadn't really expected anything at all. He was quite bored of class too, and often found himself grabbing something of a doll sort and beginning to sew it. However, today there wasn't any sort of time for that, sine he witnessed something quite terrible take place right in front of him. It was almost as bad as if she came up and slapped him in the face, although it actually didn't seem she knew whom it belonged to. However, just to see... what was her name, Harriet? Her total disregard for something he worked so long for, something that had such significance, not only to him but to what he believed in... oh she was about to incur his wrath. However, unlike most students or otherwise idiotic people, he was not going to stand up and make a mockery of himself and possibly her.

If she were to give such blatant disregard, he would make her pay with the true power of his little dolls. He thought about what he would do all throughout the period, before he decided he'd give the girl one chance to perhaps apologize and make up. What he would do to her would cross boundries, many and could very well potentially end up horribly for all parties involved. Then again, he had full knowledge of the subject since he was young, and others whom knew about it told him that he was quite gifted, especially with the precision of which he made his items.

The bell rang signifying the end of the period, as he stood up in his Blue jacket, the uniform of the school and moved to block Harriet from exiting as he whispered to her. "I believe you had stolen something of mine... a sackgirl made of cloth. I would appreciate if you apologized and returned it to me, or there will be concequences." He told her. Oh, he sounded pretty stupid he knew. Concequences? What sort of things could a boy such as he do to Harriet. In fact, most could argue that Harriet could easily overpower him by weight, and not only that was more strong willed than Kai. So, despite how silly it did sound... he was giving her one chance to save herself from his trap.

 

[H a r r i e t]

The period went by slowly, dragging on for what seemed to feel like forever. The entire time, Harriet's thoughts were on her summer plans, getting out of the school for both months to just relax. She didn't care where she'd go, not that it had ever mattered in the first place. As long as she was away from this school, she'd be quite happy with herself and the destination she was currently in. That left little room to think about the doll she had dumped in the trash at the front of the class, obviously not minding that someone had spent a lot of work into the damn thing. But, if you spent so much time sowing up a stupid doll, only to leave it behind one day, it sounded like a complete waste of time and that you deserved to get it thrown in the garbage. Then again, that was just how Harriet's train of thought skipped to pass the time. Why should she be considering that someone would miss it?

When the bell rang for their grace period, a time to collect the right books and head to the next class, Harriet stood and smoothed out her skirt. Sighing, she let some of the teenagers pass her without complaint. Her eyes were looking down at her converse when she was stopped, seeing another set of shoes in front of her own. Raising her head, tilting it to the side, her eyelids narrowed as she peered towards Kai. He had never been one to be so forward, or even to talk to anyone, as far as she knew. So why all of a sudden-- Oh. It had been his doll. Shame. The female snorted lightly at his words, speaking about consequences the way he was.

"Look, I don't have time to play with your barbies, kay? I've got shit to do, and you're getting in my way." It was rather rude, and the edge in her tone was rather dangerous. Not that she could fix it now, even if she wanted to. Stepping around the male, giving him the finger over her shoulder, she pushed out of the classroom and into the busy hallway. If anything, she could always just go to the headmaster and tell him that Kai tried to force her into sexual activities, and get him expelled from the school if he caused much of a problem. Turning down the hall, trying not to get squished between people within the crowd, Harriet made her way towards her English class.

 

[Zero]

He watched as she had total disregard for what he had to say, not only did she insult his own little hobby, but also didn't even admit her wrongdoing. He stood there a little stunned by what had taken place but suddenly grew very angry. He decided now that he was going to break his own rule... that it was time for him to use what he knew upon someone, for them to realize that he wasn't just kidding around when he told them there were consequences. Harriet would be the first to be linked to one of his puppets, and she would find out what it would be like to have strings attached to her. Kai decided to skip the rest of classes that day, as he fumed and went to his room, deciding to look up Harriet as he pulled out some cloth and began to do his work.

It was a week later that Kai had finally finished sewing her up, this doll much more intricate than all of his others. He included even things that he didn't require... a uniform for her, and he also made it especially more realistic. He needed of course, a way to be able to touch and be versitile with how he handled the doll, and how it would be linked with the victim. Inside the doll was a strand of her hair, just something he had picked up. He placed the doll in his side pocket before he walked along to his classes... before he arrived back in the period which he had with Harriet. It was a friday, and he believed that today it would be perfect for him to ... hand out her punishments.

He had already planted all that he needed. A note in her locker that she would read after this period, or at least by the end of the day. It was short and simple, telling her to go to his room because he had quite a revealing video about her. But that wasn't the beginning, not at all... he wanted to make a fool out of her in public first, and then her day would go from bad to worse. He waited until class started before he pulled the doll out of his pocket as he put it in front of him, seating it on his leg in the position that Harriet was currently seated in hidden underneath the desk before he mouthed something and pushed the back of the doll to activate the magic... as he used his finger and began to slowly rub between the legs of the doll. If her threat was to pin him for sexual harassment, he'd make a fool out of her by getting her all riled up in public.