01-17-2023, 11:50 PM
MY PATIENCE IS WANING-
IS THIS ENTERTAINING??
IS THIS ENTERTAINING??
As she felt the weight leave her back, the blind woman breathed in deeply. She was bleeding from her neck, and as she looked at her own outline, it was tinged the slightest pink. [i]Bastard. She raised her unseeing gaze around the inky black she had grown so used to, finding Alex's blurring outline in the void. The constant shakiness, the blurriness, inhibited her to the point that she whirled around at the sound of wings, unable to gauge if Alexandre was the one making the noise. She felt cornered.
Anger bubbled in her mind, something so unusual to her that it made her sick to even imagine what it felt to be driven with it. Your ship is of the Typhoon's. Bullshit. Bull-fucking-shit. [b]"It's Tanglewood's -- both these ships and this island. Come here and face me, child." She snarled, shaking her head to rid herself of the memories. The running, the fighting, the anger. That wasn't her, now.
Anger bubbled in her mind, something so unusual to her that it made her sick to even imagine what it felt to be driven with it. Your ship is of the Typhoon's. Bullshit. Bull-fucking-shit. [b]"It's Tanglewood's -- both these ships and this island. Come here and face me, child." She snarled, shaking her head to rid herself of the memories. The running, the fighting, the anger. That wasn't her, now.
✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* But you could buy up all the stars, and it wouldn't change who you are.*:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧
Seven -- Tigress -- Congregants of Genesis