02-08-2021, 06:03 AM
"but you promised me this is love" ✭ ── "There has to be some way to save Arrow. She doesn't have to suffer like this."
Having zoned out for a few seconds, the startling change in Elsweyr's tone caught her completely off guard. Arrow jumped, eyes widened in surprise rather than fear, as if she'd been jostled around. There was a sharp pang in her heart, nearly swearing if she squinted she could see the pink form of Delilah instead of the white and orange that was actually in front of her. But there was not the woman from her past, only the woman of her present. She squeezed those same eyes shut until she felt comfortable opening them back up knowing her brain's cruel tricks were done. It was insane how much Elsweyr had sounded like the former medic just then, her bottom lip would have quivered if she hadn't sexured it with her teeth briefly. "I...I don't know. It wouldn't be an issue if I was still alive, but I ain't. And kickin' someone out their body for my comfort feels wrong. Immoral." She looked away from the lioness's intense gaze, feeling her ears burn with a sort of heat when usually there was nothing. Vagueness. She didn't know what that meant, but it surely was connected with the Shadow Reaper's strong desire to help, which she wasn't about to deny, but wasn't sure how to handle such care either. It was complicated, like everything else had been lately.
She felt a distant sense of touch when Elsweyr's paw went right through her, and the silence left after it and the sheer size of the thing compared to her skinny little ghost body made her absolutely lose it, first snorting then full-blown laughter erupted from her, shattering the stillness. "Wow, okay, I'm never getting used to that. This is some stupid shit, I could just start running through people, freak 'em out."
Having zoned out for a few seconds, the startling change in Elsweyr's tone caught her completely off guard. Arrow jumped, eyes widened in surprise rather than fear, as if she'd been jostled around. There was a sharp pang in her heart, nearly swearing if she squinted she could see the pink form of Delilah instead of the white and orange that was actually in front of her. But there was not the woman from her past, only the woman of her present. She squeezed those same eyes shut until she felt comfortable opening them back up knowing her brain's cruel tricks were done. It was insane how much Elsweyr had sounded like the former medic just then, her bottom lip would have quivered if she hadn't sexured it with her teeth briefly. "I...I don't know. It wouldn't be an issue if I was still alive, but I ain't. And kickin' someone out their body for my comfort feels wrong. Immoral." She looked away from the lioness's intense gaze, feeling her ears burn with a sort of heat when usually there was nothing. Vagueness. She didn't know what that meant, but it surely was connected with the Shadow Reaper's strong desire to help, which she wasn't about to deny, but wasn't sure how to handle such care either. It was complicated, like everything else had been lately.
She felt a distant sense of touch when Elsweyr's paw went right through her, and the silence left after it and the sheer size of the thing compared to her skinny little ghost body made her absolutely lose it, first snorting then full-blown laughter erupted from her, shattering the stillness. "Wow, okay, I'm never getting used to that. This is some stupid shit, I could just start running through people, freak 'em out."