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*Morphine* · 09-16-2013, 08:46 PM

A permanent snarl wracked her porcelain countenance, lips unfurling to reveal gluttonous dagger-esque incisors that thirsted to penetrate the flesh of the chosen sire as she stood rooted to the earth, impatiently flexing each digit upon her paws to release the tension building within her petite form as she awaited the behemoth?s emergence. Before the familiar pallid flesh of the perpetrator flashed before eager metallic depths, the underdeveloped physique of her first-born babe breached her peripherals, causing her skull to tip in the direction he approached from, pupils sweeping over his minuscule form and causing the hardened expression that had contorted her visage to subside just slightly at the recognition. Pride just briefly fluctuated throughout her enraged mind as her gaze lingered upon him, appeased to see that at least one of her children had not entirely lost faith in the woman that had birthed them and failed them all the same. A pitying smile dared to creep upon her velveteen lips but the viper surpassed it, abruptly tearing her pupils away from his own as sorrow threatened to overtake her by force, guilt consuming her conscience at the knowledge that his world and confidence had likely faltered due to her own negligence as an imperial. She had vowed to them that she would gift them the world and all it had to offer, but the promise had been shattered and she had instead granted them only confusion and hurt.

The next arrival would derive confusion from the wretched woman, for her pupils fell upon the sable flesh of an unknown juvenile that appeared no older than her own whelps, but her olfactory system alerted her to the presence of her former king. Externally, her expression remained rigid as the child approached, silver depths refusing to stray from its figure out of sheer curiosity, aware to the fact that Nnoitra had long since vanished with the remainder of the former and more glorious Tortuga, but oblivious to the fact that he had ever managed to reproduce. Triangular ears careened forward as easy words spewed from the jaws of the unknown, brows knitting neatly together as she registered her given moniker echoing from the depths of the child?s mouth. She had never encountered this child in her life ? at least, she could not recall ever meeting her ? and yet she was familiar with the ex-sovereign. Jaws unhinged to question the tyke, but before her inquiries could surface, an answer was offered: Seraphim?s daughter. The ardent wraith?s vague features morphed into a devious smirk as her pupils traversed the plains of the child?s physique, impressive although it was under the watch of a foolish bastard. You?d do much better under militant training, the phantom queen cooed, a sardonic chortle vibrating from her lips as her gaze darted back towards her blood relative as if to question his opinion on the matter. Surely forcing herself between the traitor and his adoptive daughter would forge negative emotions within the brute, but it seemed like a fairly effective tactic to slide beneath his skin as he had done to her.

Before she could contemplate kidnapping for much longer, baritone vocalizations alerted her to the presence of the male she had initially sought out, causing the pallid fur upon her spinal column to bristle with evident displeasure, the snarl captivating her porcelain features once more. Metallic gaze met his verdant as he leapt from his perch, triangular ears swiveling back to plaster against her crown while her shoulders rolled forward to gather rolls of excess flesh around the base and sides of her neck to offer further protection in the case that a battle should commence. With her temper rapidly expanding, the idea was not farfetched, and with the new plot that had sprouted in the twisted garden of her vengeful mind, such was almost imminent unless he could manage to convince her otherwise. ? Unlikely. His words sparked further rage within her, but she allowed a crooked grin to splay across her countenance instead, a chuckle rumbling from her chest cavity as she digested a hint of feigned obliviousness. You knew pledging allegiance to an unknown sovereign would anger me, did you not? she questioned curiously although she knew the answer already, the smirk never fading from her features. You got what you wanted, my friend, the viper promised, lowering her skull back in orientation with the remainder of her spine. But you are right, Seraphim; I do owe you. I owe you a hole in your fucking head. I gave you what you wanted; you wanted to see them, to be around them, and I allowed it. So relay to me why you choose to anger me; justify your traitorous nature. Convince me not to drive my teeth through your heart -- or your babe's.

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