Jun 5, 2019 12:46:59 GMT -6
Post by Nyx on Jun 5, 2019 12:46:59 GMT -6
Conflict swirled inside of her as the true nature suffocating beneath the conditioning of Askel tried to claw its way through her 'mask' of a personality to the surface, begging to be allowed to run free again. Behind wide trembling blue optics she could see blood soaked claws once more, flashes of him passing quickly as the images of bodies did. Instinctively her emotions knew what belonged to her even if she consciously denied pretty much everything she truly was. It felt absolutely horrid as if she was going to be sick and the bottom line fact was it was just her own true self she was being made to feel sick over, Ozaki hadn't even suggested anything.
Feeling his hand on her head between her horns the devil was careful to stay still so she couldn't catch him with them on accident, the appendages had starting to brighten since he'd been able to feed her more properly meaning they were also getting stronger again. It was comforting to have someone touch her like that as if it had been the sort of thing that never happened before and to be honest she could never recall Askel doing such for her. In fact? If she was being honest with her memories, the hunter who abandoned her at the academy had seemed nearly afraid to have any sort of bodily contract with her. Nodding at him she contemplated how she believed herself to be happy before meeting all of them and slowly noticing through her affectionate relationships that there was a massive hole somewhere in her heart that nothing seemed to fill as if someone or thing was just missing. Even unaware of the pain from denying her nature, she could painfully feel the absence of her god when she paused long enough.
"Is it even legal for me to take such a class?" Her species had to go through conditioning to ensure they weren't a public danger and some even had handlers to further assure that. So was she even allowed to take a class that sounded like it ran the risk of prompting her to embrace the temperament that was often trained out of her kind?
Feeling his hand on her head between her horns the devil was careful to stay still so she couldn't catch him with them on accident, the appendages had starting to brighten since he'd been able to feed her more properly meaning they were also getting stronger again. It was comforting to have someone touch her like that as if it had been the sort of thing that never happened before and to be honest she could never recall Askel doing such for her. In fact? If she was being honest with her memories, the hunter who abandoned her at the academy had seemed nearly afraid to have any sort of bodily contract with her. Nodding at him she contemplated how she believed herself to be happy before meeting all of them and slowly noticing through her affectionate relationships that there was a massive hole somewhere in her heart that nothing seemed to fill as if someone or thing was just missing. Even unaware of the pain from denying her nature, she could painfully feel the absence of her god when she paused long enough.
"Is it even legal for me to take such a class?" Her species had to go through conditioning to ensure they weren't a public danger and some even had handlers to further assure that. So was she even allowed to take a class that sounded like it ran the risk of prompting her to embrace the temperament that was often trained out of her kind?
