The blind leading the bat. (Syx)

Oracle

Mother looking at me
Tell me what do you see?
Yes, I've lost my mind

Daddy looking at me
Will I ever be free?
Have I crossed the line?

Rain. It was a truly wonderful thing, and something that Syx had regrettably never seen. She had been told that the village children always got upset at the sight of dark clouds in the sky, but she had never quite figured it out herself yet. From what she had been told throughout the years, rain was essentially water falling from the hills in Shal'remir, the holy place associated with the belief system practiced in her village. 

She had been considered as the one closest to Shal'remir, as she could see the true hearts of those that entered the village due to her Sense. However, she knew in truth that she was no closer to those glistening, river-lined hills than anyone else on this world, and as such made no claim to be any better than those around her. Such an attitude had so far served her well in Beacon Academy, so she knew she must have been right to think such a way.

In the current moment, however, she was occupying her time in one of her increasingly favorite ways: reading. Not the conventional way, however, and certainly not through the use of that touch-based reading style the librarian had tried to convince her to use. No, she was much more interested with the concept of listening to a story whenever she wished. Back in the village it was commonplace for the elderly and wise to tell stories of their adventures outside of the village and of their heroic deeds, so what the librarian called "audiobooks" were just another interesting version of her old life for Syx. 

Now, there were distinct advantages to these "audiobooks" though. For one, she could pause them whenever she wanted, they didn't take up a whole lot of space, and she could rewind the story back to a particular moment if she felt she had missed something. Which was a rather astounding thing considering elders were not so easily convinced into backtracking through a story. No matter how short of a distance it was.

As such, when she detected the voice of her teammate addressing her from across the room. There was really no way it wasn't Syx being addressed, as White and Orange had left for some thing or another and the Oracle was fairly certain Daisy didn't have any friends that weren't already rooming with her.

Or really any friends at all for that matter.

Taking the single white earbud out of her right ear and lowering the volume on her scroll, she tilted her head slightly to the right in order to answer the other girl's question, Syx's voice soft and calm as she addressed the significantly "less pleasant" member of her group. At least, that's what she had heard some other students saying. Daisy was fine in Syx's mind. True she was a bit mean, but she did have a similar color of Aura to the young Oracle herself, so she couldn't really be THAT bad.

"Reading, for the most of it. Why is it you ask?" Her speech still wasn't fluent enough for her to pass as a native speaker, but it was improving more and more each day, a feat which did make Syx a little happy. She kept her volume down and the earbud out so that she could listen to Daisy, but Syx kept the book playing so she could read in the spaces in between when one of them spoke.

Oracle

Mother looking at me
Tell me what do you see?
Yes, I've lost my mind

Daddy looking at me
Will I ever be free?
Have I crossed the line?

Oracle

Mother looking at me
Tell me what do you see?
Yes, I've lost my mind

Daddy looking at me
Will I ever be free?
Have I crossed the line?

Another question. The statement it followed had been rather crass, but Syx was willing to overlook that given the nature of her companion. It wasn't much other than that. Some people merely thought others were boring, and Syx knew very well not to try and change their state of mind. She often had found herself wondering what else she could do in order to make herself more interesting, but nothing had ever come to mind despite the many years she had spent pondering that question.

People would just have to appreciate who she was, and if not: appreciate what she could become. Such thoughts usually kept her mind from straying to darker places, and were part of the reason she still found it easy to smile despite being in an unfamiliar place and in unfamiliar clothes. Not only that, but they had given her a rather fancy piece of white silk to cover her eyes with instead of the dirty and worn linen cloth she had used when she had first arrived.

While she still used her old one on occasion, she had found the silken cover to be a great deal more comfortable, and had taken to wearing it whenever she wasn't going out anywhere dangerous. She still kept her old one for the main purpose of mission use, as such a soft cover like the one she had been given when she came to Beacon must have been rather costly to create.

However, that wasn't the point. The girl had asked her why she hung around in the dorm room with her instead of avoiding her like the rest of their team seemed to do. While Syx didn't quite believe that Aeronwen and Lumaca were avoiding Daisy, she could see how it may have seemed to the aforementioned teammate, and thus decided to view such things from the other girl's perspective.

"It may be because I'm appreciative of anyone's company. Especially that of my fellow team members," Syx said, "Why the others seem to "avoid" you I do not know. As of late you have not done anything that would make me wish to..." Syx's brow furrowed as she struggled to find the right word. A moment later she did though, and finished up her sentence, "...disassociate myself with you in the slightest. I actually rather like having you around. It gives me comfort to know when my eyes are open."

Oracle

Mother looking at me
Tell me what do you see?
Yes, I've lost my mind

Daddy looking at me
Will I ever be free?
Have I crossed the line?

Third question. This one a slight bit more personal. The book was one thing, but Syx was a little bit apprehensive of letting the girl see her eyes. Syx had been told they had been disfigured when she lost her sight, turned into almost brutally unnatural things, but at the same time things that should be safeguarded while she still had them. It was often better for people to believe she didn't have them at all.

But this was her team mate, not some random child in the village square. Surely... surely it was fine for Daisy to see, correct? It was like hiding a Faunus trait. You did it to safeguard yourself, but when someone you are supposed to get to know and learn to trust asks to see it you show them. You show them as a show of trust, telling them wordlessly that you'll fight by their side through thick and thin.

After a few more moments of silent deliberation Syx slowly nodded, unsure of whether this decision would be for the better or worse. Nonetheless she allowed the other girl to remove the silken cover from her face, her eyes coming out from their endarkened protection for the first time during Syx's waking hours.

Now exposed to the sight of others, Syx's own sightless eyes were truly a sight to behold. Her irises were of a faded amethyst, the color obviously having been far more vibrant of a shade before she lost her sight. The light reflected off of them, but it was clear she couldn't see anything despite that. On the inside edge, facing the middle of her face, the pupils of either eye were jagged down the side, the other sides slightly faded as well but not nearly as worn.

The pupils looked as though they had almost been pulled into one another, but couldn't because of Syx's skull. The thought of such an act would no doubt be a painful one, but it would still pale in comparison to the pain that must have been wrought on the young girl the eyes belonged to. 

However, Syx was still slightly apprehensive. Part of the reason she covered her eyes was because they scared people. It made her seem much friendlier and harmless if she covered them up, as her eyes were rather unsettling to look at for most people.