01-11-2017, 07:29 PM
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She is nothing but flustering, childish innocence at what she brought. She knows, on some deep level, that what she does is unnatural. After all her grandfather was a terrifying thing, with his odd angles and his giant wings, and even HE was afraid of her. She itches the new formed boils of her leg with her teeth, trying to avoid eye contact as she mumbles her continued apologies. Like a child who's been spanked she frowns, crouches, tries to hide herself and appear smaller.
Any other child of Harmonia might get the wrong idea about her powers.
But when he speaks it's different than what had been said to her before. He is in awe, yes - and even a bit scared (or perhaps envious? She doesn't know this emotion yet so she cannot say) but he does not regard her like the leper she often feels like. He speaks about her ability in a way she'd never heard before.
Death. Sickness.
She can understand that - and now her pox makes sense. Now the woozy feeling in her stomach makes sense, the sudden onset of warmth and uncomfortableness. Was he feeling it - but worse? She shivered at the thought that she could bring something so horrible with just her anger.
"Control it?" her curiosity is piqued, and she goes from a simpering child to incredibly interested. "You mean...such a thing is possible?" With Harmonia as a mother and Cancer as a father it's impossible not to become angry.
Any other child of Harmonia might get the wrong idea about her powers.
But when he speaks it's different than what had been said to her before. He is in awe, yes - and even a bit scared (or perhaps envious? She doesn't know this emotion yet so she cannot say) but he does not regard her like the leper she often feels like. He speaks about her ability in a way she'd never heard before.
Death. Sickness.
She can understand that - and now her pox makes sense. Now the woozy feeling in her stomach makes sense, the sudden onset of warmth and uncomfortableness. Was he feeling it - but worse? She shivered at the thought that she could bring something so horrible with just her anger.
"Control it?" her curiosity is piqued, and she goes from a simpering child to incredibly interested. "You mean...such a thing is possible?" With Harmonia as a mother and Cancer as a father it's impossible not to become angry.