Where to Begin
10-07-2014, 05:41 PM
Her mind was a thing distracted, and she would walk through Apollyon seeking purpose. Seeking to find herself. What Arisu knew, what she thought she knew... her world had shifted. The confidence she fought to keep was waning some, and the young woman knew she needed some sort of boost to it. Something to lift her spirits. But what she found would do little to aid in that. She would find those ranked beneath all others -- but there was no honor in simply abusing them. No. Only a wolf weak would find pleasure, find strength, in torturing those who were so weak that they were force claimed to their home. The woman would strode towards them, ears pricked, watching the two males with her acidic eyes. How long would it take to notice her standing off to the side? Would either speak to her? Or go about their own way? Would they grovel? Spit insults? Who knew. But Arisu would remain for now. Perhaps some sort of interaction would do her good. "Hear My Voice," 'Read My Thoughts.' |