Am I Already Dead
Azzurra
07-26-2022, 03:09 PM
Just as she tried to walk away, his paw yet again caught her foreleg, this time making her stumble a bit as he pulled her back toward him. A tightness gripped her chest as she was forced to turn back toward him, just barely catching herself and keeping herself from falling over. She didn't recognize the feeling that squeezed around her at first as she looked back up at him with wide, sapphire eyes, but she eventually realized that it was fear. She didn't think that Balthier would ever physically hurt her, but as she stood there with his paw gripping her leg and holding her there with him she had a genuine worry that she would never actually be free of this or get what she actually needed from him. She wanted to still have hope that one day he would sort out whatever had twisted in his mind that had made their relationship grow so detrimental and draining on them both, but now she feared that would never come to pass.
Her ears pinned back as he pleaded with her, both in his words and the way he looked at her with desperate tear-filled eyes. This didn't feel right. It hadn't felt right for a very long time. She wanted it to be right, but it had become so tainted and toxic that she couldn't even allow herself to play along. She had put aside her own feelings and needs for so long and now that she had gotten a taste of what a relationship could be she couldn't go back—not at least until Balthier was willing to work on himself and meet her half way. When he leaned down to kiss her again she didn't pull away this time, but she didn't kiss him back either. She was stiff and uncomfortable, feeling trapped in this situation that she wished she could just run away from. Still, it was painful because of the fact that he was her last remaining family. She didn't know where their other siblings had gone, whether they would even want to see her again after how they had left, and their parents were long dead. She didn't want to loose her brother like this, but he wasn't giving her a choice. When he eventually pulled back again she looked at him with a look with the mourning she felt over how things had once been. "Goodbye, Balthier," she said softly, waiting for him to let her go so she could finally separate herself from him, feeling like she couldn't really breathe until she did.
"Azzurra"
Her ears pinned back as he pleaded with her, both in his words and the way he looked at her with desperate tear-filled eyes. This didn't feel right. It hadn't felt right for a very long time. She wanted it to be right, but it had become so tainted and toxic that she couldn't even allow herself to play along. She had put aside her own feelings and needs for so long and now that she had gotten a taste of what a relationship could be she couldn't go back—not at least until Balthier was willing to work on himself and meet her half way. When he leaned down to kiss her again she didn't pull away this time, but she didn't kiss him back either. She was stiff and uncomfortable, feeling trapped in this situation that she wished she could just run away from. Still, it was painful because of the fact that he was her last remaining family. She didn't know where their other siblings had gone, whether they would even want to see her again after how they had left, and their parents were long dead. She didn't want to loose her brother like this, but he wasn't giving her a choice. When he eventually pulled back again she looked at him with a look with the mourning she felt over how things had once been. "Goodbye, Balthier," she said softly, waiting for him to let her go so she could finally separate herself from him, feeling like she couldn't really breathe until she did.
