02-27-2021, 11:27 PM
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Ah, Vigenere, Vigenere. She had missed his return, unfortunately, and had risen from the dead just after his untimely demise and Aurum’s rise to power. Maybe rise wasn’t the word, more like mournful shuffling forward to power. She had to learn the hard way what had happened, the way without any closure. It was hard enough being there and present when Vig got torn to pieces, but Arrow didn’t even get the chance to talk to him before he died. For a while, she was sure he’d make it back. He was a demon after all, she was somehow able to come back from the dead after much longer, and she was no demon, angel, or other. Just mortal. But now...was that fair? Even if he could, would she have wanted him to? That sounded mean, cruel even, but...she thought about it on more than one occasion, and wondered if it was better to stay dead after all. Vigenere had run his course, rose to the top and fell back down, 6 feet under kinda down, and other than the teary little loaf by the statue, what was there left?
Sleeping on a normal schedule was still quite difficult since leaving ghost status, it would take some time to get back in the usual cycle of being a mortal sack of flesh and bone. That problem was of course how she ended up crossing paths with the miserable living Cipher. It wasn’t exactly hard to figure out what was causing her distress this time around, considering the location she was found in, and the miserable words leaving her so shakily.
She’d never be able to compare to losing a sibling, at least not with Vigenere. He was more of a...figure of her respect. A familiar face. One of the first to ever greet her, if not the first. It still felt so weird to be here and not have him around to rely on, even if that was selfish. But Atbash was another story, this turned straight into family territory, her misery was understandable. With a small sigh, the king cheetah carefully made her way to the demoness’s side, lightly tapping her yellow shoulder with the end of her tail. ”I’ve already tried that. I think he’s ignorin’ me.” Her voice did break, to Arrow’s disdain, but her expression merely carried a grim smile. She wouldn’t cry. Someone had to not cry. Instead she just avoided looking at the grave, lifting a brow at the tired child, murmuring ”What are you doin’ awake?”
She wouldn’t cry. She already did her crying. That was it.
[align=right][sup][sup]template © tikki[/sup][/sup]Sleeping on a normal schedule was still quite difficult since leaving ghost status, it would take some time to get back in the usual cycle of being a mortal sack of flesh and bone. That problem was of course how she ended up crossing paths with the miserable living Cipher. It wasn’t exactly hard to figure out what was causing her distress this time around, considering the location she was found in, and the miserable words leaving her so shakily.
She’d never be able to compare to losing a sibling, at least not with Vigenere. He was more of a...figure of her respect. A familiar face. One of the first to ever greet her, if not the first. It still felt so weird to be here and not have him around to rely on, even if that was selfish. But Atbash was another story, this turned straight into family territory, her misery was understandable. With a small sigh, the king cheetah carefully made her way to the demoness’s side, lightly tapping her yellow shoulder with the end of her tail. ”I’ve already tried that. I think he’s ignorin’ me.” Her voice did break, to Arrow’s disdain, but her expression merely carried a grim smile. She wouldn’t cry. Someone had to not cry. Instead she just avoided looking at the grave, lifting a brow at the tired child, murmuring ”What are you doin’ awake?”
She wouldn’t cry. She already did her crying. That was it.