08-25-2021, 08:56 AM
mazikeen
She’s pleased when he flinches, glad to have landed a blow when he is inspiring such confusing things inside of her. Though she may not be overly concerned with fairness anymore, this exchange feels appropriate. Gale had removed her affection and she wishes he had taken the memories with it. It is a strange thing, to stand before someone she loved once and feel nothing but the hollowness she’s grown to hate because it reminds her of when there had been nothing there at all. Not even any anger to pull on to shield her from the range of emotions she has no access to at all.
She had loved this boy, hadn’t she? Like everyone she met, he had woven himself into that wild heart of hers. Likely the first time they had met too, when she had saved him and he had tried - and failed - to heal her.
Glowing markings arc down her back as Mazikeen suffers these memories, wondering how it was possible for someone to care to such reckless lengths.
Her ears flatten in annoyance when Selaphiel’s unsteady voice repeats his promise. “The mare that you said that to died again. She isn’t here anymore.” Mazikeen bites back at him in a cold voice before something shifts in her gaze as she sees another blow she can land. Even now, she's sure she will not physically harm him but there are other strikes she can make as her red-orange eyes burn in their intense stare. “Can you sense that death?” She asks him quietly, but there is nothing soft about the words. “Can you feel how he tore into my belly just to vent his frustration over what he turned me into?”
Another memory that aggravates Mazikeen now, even though so much time has passed. She is annoyed that she had let so many into her heart, annoyed that she had let herself be killed.
She had loved this boy, hadn’t she? Like everyone she met, he had woven himself into that wild heart of hers. Likely the first time they had met too, when she had saved him and he had tried - and failed - to heal her.
Glowing markings arc down her back as Mazikeen suffers these memories, wondering how it was possible for someone to care to such reckless lengths.
Her ears flatten in annoyance when Selaphiel’s unsteady voice repeats his promise. “The mare that you said that to died again. She isn’t here anymore.” Mazikeen bites back at him in a cold voice before something shifts in her gaze as she sees another blow she can land. Even now, she's sure she will not physically harm him but there are other strikes she can make as her red-orange eyes burn in their intense stare. “Can you sense that death?” She asks him quietly, but there is nothing soft about the words. “Can you feel how he tore into my belly just to vent his frustration over what he turned me into?”
Another memory that aggravates Mazikeen now, even though so much time has passed. She is annoyed that she had let so many into her heart, annoyed that she had let herself be killed.
@Selaphiel