June 25, 2020, 01:16 PM
Their eyes. It all bore into her fading being. No love shone in them anymore, not from Vespera or Collision. Though Hiromi's smile was enough to give her a moment of relief, a little two tick wag of her tail in greeting to her friend - but the reminder of what was happening hurt too much to do more than let her tail drop again, and turn her attention back to the two. Their eyes, they hurt, and in an attempt to try and ease that sharp pain she tried to avoid them directly for too long.
The silence was swiftly broken, Collision began so to speak and with every word once again she felt the world just crumble from under her feet. Though the prickly tendrils of darkness grasped every inch of the woman, even with Collision's vile and poisonous words directed to the young lady herself - she did not cry. With tears dried up, she simply didn't have any more to do so.
The two gave their condolences to Hiromi, a pang of jealousy swept over her with flattened ears, eyes focussing on the blades of grass between her toes. She loved him too. It echoed loudly in her ears. We also had puppies together. The empty, glazed over look shifted, a flicker of life - a flicker of fire. I tolerated all this for nothing. Tolerated everything Takeshi had thrown her way, from the insults, the controlling behavior, the hits, the lack of sense of self as he took both body and mind - all in her attempt to keep him happy and away from others.
All for nothing.
She wanted to be sick, for the little food she had managed to eat today to come up, to crawl back into the hole with the children he had left her, with Sumi as the little reminder of what could have been. With a deep breath, she fought that wretched feeling and turned her back on the trio, listening to the sobbing of Hiromi, feeling their glares, judgment, hatred.
On her way over Takeshi's smell was obvious, he was somewhere around, on the throne she had given him in an offering to keep him satiated, reaping the benefits of her work - of the pack's work, of all who worked very hard to make it. With a quick step, she moved into that direction, to find him, to confront him - fueled by grief, and anger. There was a fine line between bravery and stupidity, and honestly, the young lady might not be straddling that line anymore and may have fallen to one of the two sides. What was she going to do when she found him? What was her plan? The wrinkles on her face and growl in her belly spurred her on.
The silence was swiftly broken, Collision began so to speak and with every word once again she felt the world just crumble from under her feet. Though the prickly tendrils of darkness grasped every inch of the woman, even with Collision's vile and poisonous words directed to the young lady herself - she did not cry. With tears dried up, she simply didn't have any more to do so.
The two gave their condolences to Hiromi, a pang of jealousy swept over her with flattened ears, eyes focussing on the blades of grass between her toes. She loved him too. It echoed loudly in her ears. We also had puppies together. The empty, glazed over look shifted, a flicker of life - a flicker of fire. I tolerated all this for nothing. Tolerated everything Takeshi had thrown her way, from the insults, the controlling behavior, the hits, the lack of sense of self as he took both body and mind - all in her attempt to keep him happy and away from others.
All for nothing.
She wanted to be sick, for the little food she had managed to eat today to come up, to crawl back into the hole with the children he had left her, with Sumi as the little reminder of what could have been. With a deep breath, she fought that wretched feeling and turned her back on the trio, listening to the sobbing of Hiromi, feeling their glares, judgment, hatred.
I'm sorry.Her normally soft, musical voice fell flat, hitting, cold.
I'm sorry to you all, and especially you Hiromi.A bitter sensation choked out her throat.
On her way over Takeshi's smell was obvious, he was somewhere around, on the throne she had given him in an offering to keep him satiated, reaping the benefits of her work - of the pack's work, of all who worked very hard to make it. With a quick step, she moved into that direction, to find him, to confront him - fueled by grief, and anger. There was a fine line between bravery and stupidity, and honestly, the young lady might not be straddling that line anymore and may have fallen to one of the two sides. What was she going to do when she found him? What was her plan? The wrinkles on her face and growl in her belly spurred her on.
Hiromi, Yuudai and Takeshi are welcome in all threads Reiko is in unless marked as Private! When outside of Northstar Vale it is always assumed one of her guards is near by and will be tagged into the thread if necessary!
Severe bite wounds along neck, moderate along nape, and bruising. Healing will take 6 weeks starting Saturday, July 04.
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The Boy Who Lived - by Collision - June 23, 2020, 03:10 PM
RE: The Boy Who Lived - by Vespera - June 23, 2020, 03:25 PM
RE: The Boy Who Lived - by Reiko - June 23, 2020, 03:38 PM
RE: The Boy Who Lived - by Hiromi - June 23, 2020, 07:55 PM
RE: The Boy Who Lived - by Collision - June 23, 2020, 08:05 PM
RE: The Boy Who Lived - by Vespera - June 23, 2020, 08:45 PM
RE: The Boy Who Lived - by Hiromi - June 23, 2020, 09:17 PM
RE: The Boy Who Lived - by Reiko - June 25, 2020, 01:16 PM
RE: The Boy Who Lived - by Collision - June 26, 2020, 08:14 AM
RE: The Boy Who Lived - by Vespera - June 30, 2020, 06:55 PM