01-12-2012, 01:09 PM
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Her last attempt failed and she could only stare at him helplessly with no more ideas to use. What else could she do, short of beating his cringing form? She was no beast, she had compassion within her heart. So why now did the stuttering creature before her bring only contempt and disgust to her heart. He was Noah. But he was weak, Lucifer's blood stained him and watered down the thick noble heart of him. The heart that had drawn her in and bound her so tightly and held her so close. Where was her Noah? Gone down into the world of beasts. Maybe he would resurface again, maybe not. But she would hold it to herself not to let another Lucifer free to murder and rape. She would kill him herself if she had to. The idea pained her so much despite the angered feelings at him not so long ago, she knew she would have never followed upon her anger, she was too controlled for that, a caged animal. Mismatched eyes watered slightly as they saw before her, the shadow of her brother. But she was of strength, of snow and ice, she held in her pain and sadness, she was strong.
He wanted her to go, to leave him in peace. She must be such a pest to him, such a pain that had come to ruin his times of fun and comfort with her fierce righteous anger. The Denahlii woman instead got to her feet, still leveling a hard gaze at her tormented brother, spoke to him,
"However strong he is, I'm stronger still because I am real, and not a figment of your imagination." For most definitely the first time ever Noah bared his fangs at hers, the only reaction that garnered from her was a baring back of her own ivory teeth. Her breath came in annoyed huffs through her nose and a soft almost inaudible rumble starting in her chest.
Her last attempt failed and she could only stare at him helplessly with no more ideas to use. What else could she do, short of beating his cringing form? She was no beast, she had compassion within her heart. So why now did the stuttering creature before her bring only contempt and disgust to her heart. He was Noah. But he was weak, Lucifer's blood stained him and watered down the thick noble heart of him. The heart that had drawn her in and bound her so tightly and held her so close. Where was her Noah? Gone down into the world of beasts. Maybe he would resurface again, maybe not. But she would hold it to herself not to let another Lucifer free to murder and rape. She would kill him herself if she had to. The idea pained her so much despite the angered feelings at him not so long ago, she knew she would have never followed upon her anger, she was too controlled for that, a caged animal. Mismatched eyes watered slightly as they saw before her, the shadow of her brother. But she was of strength, of snow and ice, she held in her pain and sadness, she was strong.
He wanted her to go, to leave him in peace. She must be such a pest to him, such a pain that had come to ruin his times of fun and comfort with her fierce righteous anger. The Denahlii woman instead got to her feet, still leveling a hard gaze at her tormented brother, spoke to him,
"However strong he is, I'm stronger still because I am real, and not a figment of your imagination." For most definitely the first time ever Noah bared his fangs at hers, the only reaction that garnered from her was a baring back of her own ivory teeth. Her breath came in annoyed huffs through her nose and a soft almost inaudible rumble starting in her chest.