01-08-2021, 07:17 PM
MEDUSA, THE FIRESTARTER
She moved her eyes toward the lioness, meeting her furious gaze with one of patience even as a flame started in her mind. A strange anger grabbed at her. But she forced it back even as the lioness spat her anger at the hybrid. Her body tensed. Her, side with a tyrant? She stood up and almost knocked away the basket, holding herself back. "You dare claim me to side with a tyrant such as Stryker or Stheno? I should say that I was dead for seven days, missing a good bit of issues. But that wouldn't matter, would it? Because you see nothing but the flaws and bad deeds of a group before thinking about who makes it up! I sided with no one but my own group - I was wholly against Stryker's bullshit reign. But we were fools and played with his shit. We took our own stand on the last raid - we helped the Typhoon. You-" She shut herself up. Slowly she drew a breath and she fell back on her haunches.
"Desperation drives men mad. It makes even the calmest and kindest turn on their family and friends. Surely you'd know.." Her voice seemed quiet, small. A thin red line trailed down her lip and she tasted copper. Averting her gaze, she gently pawed the basket.
"I know that, even if your leader.. new leader.. takes pity on me, it will be far too long before bonds are mended. Take what you will, but please take what I say with an open mind - Had I been still breathing and alive during the territory scuffles and prey stealing, I would have stopped them. I would have stopped everything. I would have broken ties with the Coalition, I would have done everything I could have done.." And she fell silent, fearing that words would fall on deaf ears, a woman too angry to see the lines between lines, in the margins, in red inks.
Anger was understandable - so why would Medusa get so angry as to defend her home? Even her own words stung her, as though she was telling herself. She could not fight the white flames that flickered around her piebald tail, inching their way up her back.
"Desperation drives men mad. It makes even the calmest and kindest turn on their family and friends. Surely you'd know.." Her voice seemed quiet, small. A thin red line trailed down her lip and she tasted copper. Averting her gaze, she gently pawed the basket.
"I know that, even if your leader.. new leader.. takes pity on me, it will be far too long before bonds are mended. Take what you will, but please take what I say with an open mind - Had I been still breathing and alive during the territory scuffles and prey stealing, I would have stopped them. I would have stopped everything. I would have broken ties with the Coalition, I would have done everything I could have done.." And she fell silent, fearing that words would fall on deaf ears, a woman too angry to see the lines between lines, in the margins, in red inks.
Anger was understandable - so why would Medusa get so angry as to defend her home? Even her own words stung her, as though she was telling herself. She could not fight the white flames that flickered around her piebald tail, inching their way up her back.
I'VE BEEN SEARCHING FOR AN ANSWER BUT I AIN'T FOUND ONE,
I'VE BEEN KNOWN TO TEAR SHIT UP AND GO OFF LIKE A GUN!
I'VE BEEN KNOWN TO TEAR SHIT UP AND GO OFF LIKE A GUN!
— Reggan
" THEY NEVER HAD IT LIKE ME, LIKE ME / THEY NEVER REALLY LIKED ME, LIKED ME! " ————————————————— ˊˎ˗