Anata no kokoro o moyasu
05-16-2014, 01:23 PM
?He shows his face,? came the hushed tones of the Armada Queen as she skirted toward him. She doubted he had heard, for her own hears barely took note of the words she'd whispered. But her mind knew them. Snow splotched her features like inversely colored soot, perhaps adding to her beauty - perhaps taking away from it. ?Sin,? she voiced, her tone carrying neither pleasure nor dismay. It was simply the vocalization of a single word which so happened to be his name. Tail curled behind her thoughtfully - as if pondering whether to raise in display of dominance or fall slack due to the knowledge that he cared not for her power. It chose the latter, and fell slack among her hocks. ?Do you find yourself bored without your woman at your side?? She knew the woman whom had left during the last meeting was a plaything of his - how close they were, she couldn't honestly begin to fathom. She knew so little of Sin. He was practically an enigma to the Queen. ?speak,? |