08-18-2018, 10:22 AM
[color=#445544]"Why does she have to leave?"
Cleo's inquiry was pointed, a huff tumbling from cinnamon lips as she joined Marcellus and Caesar at the border, no doubt displeased by her grandfather's treatment of another child. Not just any child either it seemed- this one appeared to originate from the Ascendants. As much as she despised the fact that she had been captured and subsequently forgotten by her entire family, she still felt an odd sense of kinship whenever her glowing gaze fell upon another from the Observatory. They had been kind to both she and Aita there and she'd be damned if she didn't try to return the favor. Besides, a certain tenderness extended to a practical stranger that she had once reserved for just her family would no doubt make them angry which, as terrible as it sounded, was the young Cleo's intention. It served them right for letting she and Aita suffer... at least that's what Eshe assured her.
Diya's exclamations had not been heard by Cleo however, and she was left merely blinking in the direction of the alabaster female, trying her hardest to understand her purpose for being here without asking. She realized quite quickly that she sort of needed to know though and bit back the urge to sigh, [color=#445544]"Who're you looking for?" There, simple and easy and done entirely to assist in the whole 'I want to spite my family' process. Around her rosetted torso, Eshe shifted, slithering up and up until she was partially coiled around Cleo's head and neck, glowing eyes studying Diya carefully. Oblivious (well, more like completely used) to her movement, the undersized girl did something she hardly did- tried out a smile. It was forced and awkward but at least she was trying to be nice.
[color=#445544]"I'll help you."
Cleo's inquiry was pointed, a huff tumbling from cinnamon lips as she joined Marcellus and Caesar at the border, no doubt displeased by her grandfather's treatment of another child. Not just any child either it seemed- this one appeared to originate from the Ascendants. As much as she despised the fact that she had been captured and subsequently forgotten by her entire family, she still felt an odd sense of kinship whenever her glowing gaze fell upon another from the Observatory. They had been kind to both she and Aita there and she'd be damned if she didn't try to return the favor. Besides, a certain tenderness extended to a practical stranger that she had once reserved for just her family would no doubt make them angry which, as terrible as it sounded, was the young Cleo's intention. It served them right for letting she and Aita suffer... at least that's what Eshe assured her.
Diya's exclamations had not been heard by Cleo however, and she was left merely blinking in the direction of the alabaster female, trying her hardest to understand her purpose for being here without asking. She realized quite quickly that she sort of needed to know though and bit back the urge to sigh, [color=#445544]"Who're you looking for?" There, simple and easy and done entirely to assist in the whole 'I want to spite my family' process. Around her rosetted torso, Eshe shifted, slithering up and up until she was partially coiled around Cleo's head and neck, glowing eyes studying Diya carefully. Oblivious (well, more like completely used) to her movement, the undersized girl did something she hardly did- tried out a smile. It was forced and awkward but at least she was trying to be nice.
[color=#445544]"I'll help you."
THOUGHT THAT I'D FEEL BETTER
MY V IS FOR VENDETTA
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BORN FROM DARK WATER
[color=#445544]DAUGHTER OF THE RAIN AND SNOW
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