09-05-2010, 06:37 AM
Saluce watched with a fevered focus on her. Nayru had already peeked his interest, and as such knowing how she worked would go far in being able to watch over her until such a time game where she could function on her own. If she knew any of this he wondered how she would react to her guardian angel so to speak. Still he wondered if she would even appreciate the thought he put into taking care of her, making sure she didn’t repeat the same mistakes that he had so long ago. Such mistakes could ruin a person if they weren’t strong enough to cope with them. Her eyes lit up giving her away instantly; her voice did nothing to contradict them either. Truly she still held that child in her; it was admittedly the same child he had found in himself not so long ago with Layla. Saluce had fought to bury it so long ago, to bury away the thoughts of happiness with the darker thoughts of blood and self-satisfaction.
“I take it you like it” he said reiterating what he already truly knew. She had the gift already, she just needed the right tool and now she had it. “With this and experience, no one would ever dare cross you if used correctly” he said softly. Letting a hand gently pat her shoulder. Smiling quietly to him as he looked back out to the ocean, admiring her location he sat in silence for a moment.
“Nayru” the voice almost hushed as if he was about to broach a sensitive topic. “Have you learned what I tried to teach you? Have you thought about the act I meant? To take a life? In order to truly be trained how to use that weapon you have to be sure of yourself, and be dedicated to the fact that when used it’s a weapon of death. Not a toy, not a pretty thing to adorn a dress, it’s a weapon of death, to wield it with confidence and ungodly speed, you must know and accept the acts that you can and most likely will have to do with it” He wanted her to know exactly what road she was choosing, eventually with such knowledge learned, the training and weapon there would be a time where she couldn’t debate, she would have to plunge that dagger into the heart of some demon, twist and draw their life out of their body. Saluce turned back to her with a quiet look on his face, the seriousness and danger in his eyes showing the look of a killer. He was no stranger to bloodshed; the behemoth had always never shied away from it, at times reveled in it. He almost hoped she would turn into a monster, a shining example of the new lineage to carry on his sick tradition. Another part almost hoped she would never turn down that path, didn’t want to see her suffer in her own hell.
“I take it you like it” he said reiterating what he already truly knew. She had the gift already, she just needed the right tool and now she had it. “With this and experience, no one would ever dare cross you if used correctly” he said softly. Letting a hand gently pat her shoulder. Smiling quietly to him as he looked back out to the ocean, admiring her location he sat in silence for a moment.
“Nayru” the voice almost hushed as if he was about to broach a sensitive topic. “Have you learned what I tried to teach you? Have you thought about the act I meant? To take a life? In order to truly be trained how to use that weapon you have to be sure of yourself, and be dedicated to the fact that when used it’s a weapon of death. Not a toy, not a pretty thing to adorn a dress, it’s a weapon of death, to wield it with confidence and ungodly speed, you must know and accept the acts that you can and most likely will have to do with it” He wanted her to know exactly what road she was choosing, eventually with such knowledge learned, the training and weapon there would be a time where she couldn’t debate, she would have to plunge that dagger into the heart of some demon, twist and draw their life out of their body. Saluce turned back to her with a quiet look on his face, the seriousness and danger in his eyes showing the look of a killer. He was no stranger to bloodshed; the behemoth had always never shied away from it, at times reveled in it. He almost hoped she would turn into a monster, a shining example of the new lineage to carry on his sick tradition. Another part almost hoped she would never turn down that path, didn’t want to see her suffer in her own hell.