MIRRORS START TO WHISPER
07-30-2014, 03:26 PM
? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? shock riddles her interior as her abstract gaze engulfs the nubile physique of the former red queen; however, the ramifications of her surprise fails to manifest upon her visage -- an indifferent facade preserved. the phantom had been unsuspecting of her presence specifically, for did not cowards hide in shadows? yet she stands before true royalty, a beacon of negligence and unwarranted pride, come to protect her daughter from the covetous paws of a TYRANT. and the elysium queen is undeterred by the prospect of a mother?s wrath, for her own is no less strong, no less fierce. adrenaline pricks beneath pale flesh out of intense anticipation for battle against a true adversary; alas, the red woman makes no signal for violence, and chooses instead to fuel the tension with speech -- speech that artemis finds infinitely humorous. a grin so criminal warps the deity?s countenance and her skull tilts ever so slightly with feigned curiosity as her mismatched gaze lingers upon the ex-queen?s luminescent, mischief gleaming beneath vibrant eyes. ?i don?t quite care if she does,? the tyrant responds pointedly, a shrug meeting her shoulders in a physical display of pure apathy. ?she deserves an opportunity to unleash her full potential --? she pauses, pupils briefly trailing every curvature of her foe?s body in a silent assessment, disdain heavy within her gaze. ?-- and if she remains with you, i?m afraid that potential will be tainted by negligence.? at this, the phantom shifts into her defenses, knowing full well that a fight will commence in moments -- for the purpose of fiamette or otherwise, even if the tyrant queen must initiate it. for FIAMETTE ZERO out of UNKNOWN |
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