Thread: When all is Dark (with Reddy)

A r a s h i Arashi was doing her best to hold it together. Really, she was. What were her other options shut down completely, off herself or let her emotions loose until she wrecked havoc and probably hurt herself in the process? She was just there in a state of limbo at the moment without a real care as to her own well-being. That was mainly because the only thing that she had left was herself. She stubbornly didn't want to see that go to ruin as well. She had to be able to not be a complete failure. That stirred her challenging her. To what purpose, she was trying not to think about the bleak options. It'd come. She'd figure it out... figure out something. Oh! He'd touched her ears! She'd damned sat up quick and moved away from him to the furthest point of the couch feeling indignant. A sharp glare was cast his way and if looks could maim, well, he might be having another bloody nose from that one. Her feathers certainly were ruffled as she mentioned that her cause was gone and he'd agreed. He sounded sorry about it. That was something that she'd have a hard time believing right there. Yet, there was some value to what he said. I hope that you're right, she admitted trying not to let the gravity of the whole situation crush her as it was threatening to. I hope that those that escaped stay hidden. A short laugh left her, it sounded belittling. We accomplished our goal. She said with a rather haunted feeling creeping upon her. My people are no longer cattle. Better off dead anyway. The Frillen were too proud to ever truly accept subjugation without it utterly destroying their spirit. Yet, here she was in the very position that she'd been trying to keep her people from. The leather collar itched about her neck and she lifted a hand to scratch at it irritably and she thought of making a show of ripping it off and throwing it in the fire. That was a brash move and she still wasn't sure what Tathlyn was capable of. So, it was best to rein in her rebellious thoughts. Change the subject, that was the best course of action. So, she'd rounded on him with her questions trying to figure out their situation and what she could do to remedy it. She'd bristled at his response to her question of why he'd picked her to travel with him. Because she was his type? Oh, devil take it if she could ever feel any sort of desire for a human, seemingly sympathetic or not. Her ears lifted for the first time from her hair when it'd dawned on her that he'd actually tried to tease her with that and wasn't serious. It was strange that she was relieved on some level and that vain part of her thought him foolish not to find her attractive. The feeling challenging her to prove that thought wrong... what in the blue blazes was she even considering? Become his type? Of all the asinine ideas... Wait, if she did, that impressed upon him her value and she might gain some level of control back over her life. Now that was an appealing thought because well, she had to be able to save at least one Frillen and the only one that she knew was herself. So you want me to fight all the beasts that stand in your way of finding this armory? She asked sounding the least bit curious as she considered the few plans that were being hatched in her head. His question about food though made her shake her head. I don't think that I can eat, she told him truthfully. Grief had her stomach up in knots anyway. It'd be wiser to eat and keep her strength up but she was also trying very hard not to think that she may be the only Frillen eating at all. No, she had to think that there were others. Somewhere. Hidden. Safe. A forlorn cast came to her features before she had the strength to school them into a bored-looking calm. Last edited Jul 4, 2018