To say that Hala enjoyed time alone and personal space was something that she would never deny. She was damaged however and not many could understand that honestly. She lurked and hid with in the territory of Brimstone Lake for what seemed like days on end, she needed to get out of Auster however, for it was becoming to damn warm for the woman. It was however cool at night, it did little to help with the humidity. Her mind often traveled to her family still, wondering if any were alive or if they have all died from sickness or whatever. Her eyes became unfocused as she turned out to look at the ocean. A deeper voice coming out. 'You'll never really escape them at all, I hope you know this Hala. Just like you'll never be able to shut us up. But you can just accept the fact the damaged you caused was more than enough. When will you tell them what you have done? When will you for once be honest with yourself and the others?' He was tormenting her once again, causing her to doubt herself.

Truth was, Hala thought about it day and night. All hours of the day she thought about it. But what would they think? What would they do? She snarled and growled at herself. "For just once Stephen shut the fuck up already. Will you? I don't need the constant nagging reminders you give me each and every day. I will tell my family when I think the time is right. I will fill them in why I did what I did. And why I believe that I've done the right thing by killing him." But in all honesty, Hala did what she thought was right. Although she didn't like the idea of doing such a thing, she had to.

Night would be setting soon, casting long shadows all around her, the woman laid there, and drifted off to sleep while nightmares tormented her, causing her to whimper out and shiver. Thinking that her deceased brother was watching her every move only to kill her or do much worse to her. Her sides rising and falling at times rapidly, as snarls and growls slipped forth.

Hala Indigo

table coding by bunni ♥

Hala Talks - Talk
Thoughts (voices) - Voices
Stephen Talks- Stephen

S O L E S T E , MY HEAVENLY DARK FLOWER
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in the scene of midnight blackness lurked the sleek figure of soleste. her paws dragging over the ground as she flared her inky nose in the air. tasting and testing the scenery with each hot exhale that left her loosely opened jowls. the ground laid with deep fog that cloaked her, making her entrance quite the intense one as her eyes were the only thing that beamed though; the pale glow of pink unwavering as she ventured forward towards the scent of another. erect ears then catching the sounds of someone as she drew to their backside.
an unsuspecting female from the looks of it. painted in no eye catching colors.. just obsidian. pausing, soleste sat. patiently awaiting the other to awake and turn around. or was it dead? her mind pondered the possibility that lunch would be served at her paws.

"talk" 'think'

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The scent of another tickled that of Halas nostrils, although she did not completely awaken from the slumber that took over her body and mind. It did not stop the growls that rippled threw, her sides still rising and falling silently. Ears twitched as something felt so real. Another watching the other woman, Hala startled awake. Lips curling into a snarl. The dark chocolate woman did not like being watched when she was resting or what not. Didn't like the feeling that it had given her.

Fire like eyes glared to the other. Ears laid back against her cranium as taking the other in. 'You aren't going to do anything Hala. Stop trying to fool others.' Stephen spoke within her mind, words unspoken. Shaking her skull to quiet him. Her voice coming forth. "What do you want?" Her voice hinting that of a males tone, firm and unwavering. A question that needed answering. Stephen.

"Hala Indigo"

S O L E S T E , MY HEAVENLY DARK FLOWER
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she watched as the female bursted into a premature display of aggression. it left a distaste in sol's mouth as she stepped back once, her body suddenly assuming the stance of battle. "careful now.. I'll hurt you if you make me." her threat was sweet, poised and promising as it fell from her lips like sapping honey. her eyes glanced over the woman's body before meeting their mean glare again. soleste's demeanor was aloof, impersonal and dispassionate. unstressed. "Me?" she smiled, seating herself now as a paw came to point near her own chest. "Nothing in.. particular. What's your name?"

"talk" 'think'

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Hala had never been one for much communication, and left that for the birds. But the paste like butterfly with a inky face and pillars seemed to catch her attention even if it was for a moment stolen. A shake of her cranium was given, shutting the voices up within her mind. As the unknown woman had taken a seat without asking made ears turn back slightly then flick to the sides. A chuckle was offered, nothing menacing but a slight hint of question lingered there. The silence that laid thick around the duo was cut short as the fae spoke forth.

Rising up so her hind quarters were still planted upon the ground, a yawn with a click of her teeth, firey pools glancing over the other. "I do not make idle threats especially for those that interrupt another's sleep." Boredem began to over take the dark rich chocolate woman. "Would it not be manners if you give forth your name first?" A tilt of her head.

"Hala Indigo"

S O L E S T E , MY HEAVENLY DARK FLOWER
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hmm. an odd one, said the oddity. "idle threats?" she laughed, teeth showing out the devilish smirk she gave. she whipped her tail as she remained standing. periwinkle eyes watched as the other came to a sit, asking soleste to bear forth manners. "manners? you won't like me very much then, wolf." she chuckled, amused. "tell me, manners in this world? for what?" she sneered through her cavernous teeth as she clenched down the last word, ears splayed. "will you.. make me have manners, love?" she licked her maw, careful to think of the blood that seeped in the other's veins. excited, aroused, irritated, it was all the same.
her hackles rose as she watched them furthermore, curious. "you are a brat like me. be a brat, bratty sub." she taunted them, barking once as she embarked on a game with them now. no choice in it really. soleste would chase them, force them, oppose them. "I am soleste sombre, brat." she cooed now, eyes fluttering her ebony lashes as she, in her own unconventional way, flirted and made a friend.


"talk" 'think'

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