Post by Sayuri Suzume on Nov 16, 2018 1:26:08 GMT
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A hidden C L O C K
It always starts then S T O P S .
Silence kept itself with Sayuri, as the creature spoke with much understanding and not much room in judging, much different than those human. There was no oppression from Nadežda, however, she did hold uncertainty for some reason, always for one reason or another, towards Nadežda. Possibly, it was just her situation and how easily she was adjusting.. Was she adjusting easily? Almost naturally? Compared to the medications that she once had the honor of taking, it had always been a chore and took much effort to ease into society, some days were many times harder than most. Despite the question being, if she could live long enough, there was other things that came into her existing in this place and so many issues within herself to adjust them. Isolation was her greatest fear, to be alone and have noone, that felt like death to her and she had always became desperate due to it. There was a pattern somewhere. Possibly, it was this that Nadežda, suffered from too, in some way. Much like their new addition to the party.
“I see.” She spoke up to the topic of Las Noches. “I was not aware.” She admitted with her hues adjusting to the distance, if such a place was so dangerous, she should avoid it for the time being and stay to her way. “Though. I would like to visit this place at some point.” She admitted with a simpleness in tone, not anytime soon, but she was curious was such a ‘towering’ place in this.. Sandy wasteland. Possibly, it was like the place her brother once spoke about. She had been a bit too young to recall the name, but oh well.
As those words escaped her lips with her suggestion of hiding, beyond the forest were they stood. She caught the change of Nadežda, the transformation caught her off guard and her expressionless face displaced a bit of perplexity as she looked upon the once canine, now human like creature holding a tail and fluffy ears. “...” There was a moment of silence from her, as she looked to their new addition of a hollow, who in turn, looked to Sayuri with a shrug on his shoulders. “Let’s..” She said with a pause as her hands dropped from her head, to her sides.
Walking once again, she began to walk forward deeper into the sandy wasteland. “Let’s get away from the forest. A hungry creature will do anything to get food. Thus. I don’t know it if would be wise to make a den here.” She justified. As she walked though, she turned with her hues narrowing, as she walked backwards. “Do you identify as a female or male?” She popped the question.
“I see.” She spoke up to the topic of Las Noches. “I was not aware.” She admitted with her hues adjusting to the distance, if such a place was so dangerous, she should avoid it for the time being and stay to her way. “Though. I would like to visit this place at some point.” She admitted with a simpleness in tone, not anytime soon, but she was curious was such a ‘towering’ place in this.. Sandy wasteland. Possibly, it was like the place her brother once spoke about. She had been a bit too young to recall the name, but oh well.
As those words escaped her lips with her suggestion of hiding, beyond the forest were they stood. She caught the change of Nadežda, the transformation caught her off guard and her expressionless face displaced a bit of perplexity as she looked upon the once canine, now human like creature holding a tail and fluffy ears. “...” There was a moment of silence from her, as she looked to their new addition of a hollow, who in turn, looked to Sayuri with a shrug on his shoulders. “Let’s..” She said with a pause as her hands dropped from her head, to her sides.
Walking once again, she began to walk forward deeper into the sandy wasteland. “Let’s get away from the forest. A hungry creature will do anything to get food. Thus. I don’t know it if would be wise to make a den here.” She justified. As she walked though, she turned with her hues narrowing, as she walked backwards. “Do you identify as a female or male?” She popped the question.
It is my life, as the sand, that T R I C K L E S out.
ULLA