07-20-2018, 02:34 AM
SUITE
HEART
HEART
Suiteheart did not often get angry... Okay, so that was fucking lie. Suiteheart was always angry like she was always mellow. Behind the quick smiles and laughter and general easy-going air about her, there was a ravenous monster that lurked underneath. She was equal parts discord and harmony, and while her harmonious side was often out and about, discord burned brightly in the shadows. She supposed she could thank Erlend for this (her first soul was born to bring balance to the world around her, and as Suite was a hodgepodge of nine different lifetimes, she was born containing two opposite spectrums to attain Erlend's balance).
When Radeken had been active, Suite had disliked her immensely. At first, she had loved the she-wolf. She was funny and wild; she was an all around good time. However, after she almost succeeded in stealing pictures from Suite's locket, things began to slide downhill. Suiteheart had little tolerance for petty thieves, but she now had a new understand of them thanks to the awakening of her past lives.
Still, that didn't mean she wasn't pissed to find her ukulele missing. The white feline thought it might have been Hazel who was in the mood to practice, but after discovering Sombra's scent, she knew that wasn't the case. Anger tumbled forth, and the Admiral stalked from her room, following Sombra's trail.
It hadn't taken long to find her. Sombra was sat with a large assortment of oddities, and Suite's eyes flew to her instrument immediately. "Hey, what the fuck, man?" she asked, a slight edge in her tone. 'Hm. She needs a better hiding spot for things she finds. You should let me teach her, Suites,' Damiana sounded off in Suiteheart's mind. The white domestic chose to ignore her soul's remarks as she moved forward to grab what belonged to her.
When Radeken had been active, Suite had disliked her immensely. At first, she had loved the she-wolf. She was funny and wild; she was an all around good time. However, after she almost succeeded in stealing pictures from Suite's locket, things began to slide downhill. Suiteheart had little tolerance for petty thieves, but she now had a new understand of them thanks to the awakening of her past lives.
Still, that didn't mean she wasn't pissed to find her ukulele missing. The white feline thought it might have been Hazel who was in the mood to practice, but after discovering Sombra's scent, she knew that wasn't the case. Anger tumbled forth, and the Admiral stalked from her room, following Sombra's trail.
It hadn't taken long to find her. Sombra was sat with a large assortment of oddities, and Suite's eyes flew to her instrument immediately. "Hey, what the fuck, man?" she asked, a slight edge in her tone. 'Hm. She needs a better hiding spot for things she finds. You should let me teach her, Suites,' Damiana sounded off in Suiteheart's mind. The white domestic chose to ignore her soul's remarks as she moved forward to grab what belonged to her.
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[glow=black,10,100]GOT MY DEGREE IN THE GUTTER,[/glow]
[glow=black,1,100]MY HEART BROKEN IN THE DORMS OF THE IVY LEAGUE