CAUSE I'M NO GOOD FOR YOU // small breakdown

[roan ;]

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｢ BUT NOW THESE DAYS ARE GONE, I'M NOT SO SELF ASSURED ｣

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BIOGRAPHY —–—

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TOYHOUSE —–-—

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SOOTHSAYER –-—

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TYPHOON —–-—

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The entire incident with Aphra had been... tense, for Roan, to say the very least. Immediately upon seeing the other's snow white pelt he had felt a feeling of rage hit him, that anger driving him forward as he dug his claws into her skin. He didn't feel any regret over his direct actions towards her – he believed she wholeheartedly deserved it – but he did feel bad that Vayne had seen it. While he didn't understand how she could still feel any compassion for her mother following the other's abuse, he didn't want to make her upset. She was just a kid, and as much as the soothsayer struggled with being close to anyone these days – with the main exception being Paintbrush – he considered Vayne to be a friend. Or at least someone that he cared for, even if the young girl came to see him as nothing but a vindictive creature for his actions towards Aphra. Perhaps she would understand his actions more when she was older, and could truly see the extent of what her mother had done. Or maybe, she would just never figure it out, and she'd end up following her mother's footsteps in thinking that The Typhoon was the villain. He sincerely hoped that things would turn out as the former, since Vayne deserved to break the curse that was the Cipher name.

After the incident with Aphra, Roan had headed off back towards the temple, intending to wash the other's blood from his claws and then getting some work done. However, he was only about halfway to his destination when he heard rapid pawsteps in the distance, followed by a pained squeak – and tumble. Immediately the medic's ears perked, his body turning and quickly moving off in the direction of the sound, jaws parted just in case he needed to scent any blood. Thankfully, if there was any scent of blood in the air, it was relatively muted, telling him that the injuries were relatively minor. It wasn't a big surprise when he came upon Vayne curled in on herself, no doubt reeling from the whole experience with her mom. A soft sigh left Roan as he approached, slipping his satchel off of his body as he spoke soon after Salem, "Hey, Vayne... you look a little banged up. You want me to take a look at your paw?" He jerked his chin in the direction of her injured paw, knowing it wouldn't take long to patch up. He didn't mention Aphra or the whole incident directly, not wanting to upset Vayne any more than she already was.[/td][/tr][/table]