03-22-2020, 05:26 PM
[glow=white,1,400]OPEN YOUR EYES UP , STEP IN THE RING ! — ｡+ﾟ.[/glow]
It was good to see that Roxanne was already accepting the fact that she needed to let Greed go. Aphra still couldn't understand why someone would hang on to a person that was long dead at this point. The only 'love' Aphra had was, of course, the fling with Pincher. There was no commitment, there was no attachment. Just two drunks being in the same room at the same time, alone. It didn't take a genius to figure out what happened after that.
Aphra couldn't help the amused snort that escaped her at Roxanne's reply. "The trick is not caring about anybody." It was the truth. Aphra never had any sort of connection with anyone, so she could easily go around flaunting whatever just because she didn't care what strangers did to her. Actually... maybe this girl's night was a bad idea; now she was almost forced to get to know Roxie. "I don't want anyone to know me more than what they already know." She went on with another frown, pausing for a moment to drink from her glass. Mm, fireball; the cinnamon taste of it was her favorite. It stung at first, but it was easy to ignore after a while. "Why get close to someone when they... yknow, just end up dying?" Aphra was not immune to death, unfortunate as it may be. She wasn't immortal, even if she acted like it. "Not to mention, I'm not even entirely sure if that'll bring me happiness." A laugh escaped her again, though it sounded more of a forced laugh than anything else.
"I don't think I've ever really known happiness." Aphra was rambling at this point, she knew. "Maybe when I was a kitten, I don't know. I don't remember much of those days. I don't even remember what my mother looks like." She shrugged, as if that was normal. "All I know is that she gave me this necklace. That's why I wear it all the time." There was just some sort of special bond she had with it, and it being a gift from her mother made sense. "I can't remember if I was happy or not when I was little. I was probably carefree, if anything. Like most kids, y'know?"[glow=COLOR,1,400] ━ ✧*:･ﾟ[/glow]
Aphra couldn't help the amused snort that escaped her at Roxanne's reply. "The trick is not caring about anybody." It was the truth. Aphra never had any sort of connection with anyone, so she could easily go around flaunting whatever just because she didn't care what strangers did to her. Actually... maybe this girl's night was a bad idea; now she was almost forced to get to know Roxie. "I don't want anyone to know me more than what they already know." She went on with another frown, pausing for a moment to drink from her glass. Mm, fireball; the cinnamon taste of it was her favorite. It stung at first, but it was easy to ignore after a while. "Why get close to someone when they... yknow, just end up dying?" Aphra was not immune to death, unfortunate as it may be. She wasn't immortal, even if she acted like it. "Not to mention, I'm not even entirely sure if that'll bring me happiness." A laugh escaped her again, though it sounded more of a forced laugh than anything else.
"I don't think I've ever really known happiness." Aphra was rambling at this point, she knew. "Maybe when I was a kitten, I don't know. I don't remember much of those days. I don't even remember what my mother looks like." She shrugged, as if that was normal. "All I know is that she gave me this necklace. That's why I wear it all the time." There was just some sort of special bond she had with it, and it being a gift from her mother made sense. "I can't remember if I was happy or not when I was little. I was probably carefree, if anything. Like most kids, y'know?"[glow=COLOR,1,400] ━ ✧*:･ﾟ[/glow]
WELL, I GUESS I'LL MAKE MY OWN WAY !
bio ★ female ★ kingpin [leader] of coalition of the condemned ★ tags ★ have a litter with Aphra!