Brain Damage

*Beherit* · 04-25-2013, 07:51 PM

?You will always be fond of me. I represent to you all the sins you never had the courage to commit.?

Sweet melody was hummed quietly by the dame and she finds hersel to wander alone as she is used to. What thoughts plague her mind are those that she'd never share -a selfish and secretive female she is easily found to be. Still, soft lyrics sweep past her maw to the melody "I'm your Christ and I want you.. And this world's not for us and you know it as well as I do.." she sings, not for anyone other than herself as her paws touch down to their own beat, her eyes being partially closed as she simply enjoys the sensation of joy she bears in being alone to sing as she desires.

Everything comes to an end, however, and curse it all, it did. A cry cut her song short, the dame's head turning just in time as a blur of incarnadine coloration bursts out and slams into her, cursing her lungs by snaring their breath. Next sensation she feels is the weight of him as he thrashes her upon the loam only to remain toppled in a drape over her physique. Emerald jewels lit in alarm, and for once in her pitiful life she isn't sure what to think. To rip out his throat, to flail and regain her limbs, or to simply stare at him.

Hoarde of voices curses the already startled woman's mind, snickering in the darkness that is her conscience. "They're coming to get you, Beherit." hiss their voices, coiling their whispers about her like serpents, and causing the stinging sensation of electricity and adrenaline to course free through her veins. Dust had been thrown up to taint her pelt as she'd fallen upon the grounds, though already she was struggling to coax her limbs to bring her back to her feet again.

"Speech"

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