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The sound of the rain that fell like a mist filled in the silence between them. But the silence of Haku had never troubled the black female, for she knew that he said only things of worth. The warrior was comforted by his presence and by his warmth, and for once she welcomed the company whole heartedly. The white orbs watched him as he watched her, but his mind was working, brooding beneath that gaze. She wondered what it was that the chocolate secui was thinking. Through her touch she could feel his rage, and it was a powerful thing, but a dangerous thing. She wondered at that rage but did not refute it. She had felt it too, especially in the presence of Bane. It had not been because of him, and perhaps he had understood that. But now the rage was quieted, muted by something else. Whatever it was, she did not know. Perhaps it was simply the training of her mind. The same training which had failed her that day. Yet, even if it had succeeded, she suspected that she would have been dead anyway. Victory would not have changed the wounds, and so she was stilled in her rage.
The woad marked fae’s gaze sought the blue pools. "Perhaps you’re right," the alto melody said at length. Perhaps he was. She was not, after all, as well versed in the habits and values of the Inferni clan as Haku was. She was new to this land and to its history. Perhaps it showed. The female did not think, in the end, that such a request would be heeded anyway. Would they simply view it as a show of their prestige? The female frowned. Perhaps, then, she had made a show of their weakness, and that bothered her. As a warrior, that bothered her. But she tried to set that aside, for it was unalterable now. And she knew that there would always be someone out there that was better, stronger. "Then what is there left to do?" She could feel Haku’s rage threatening upon her, becoming her own. Or had it always been there?
The warrior realized that her grip upon the male had changed, that, instead of one of comfort, it had become one of support. She was tired again, weakened, but she felt as if she could sleep and would be stronger upon waking. The female’s hand loosened as it slowly slid down his leg. When she found the earth, she took its support and freed the male of her. The pain was a dull throbbing in the back of her mind, an incessant sensation that the female was slowly growing accustom to. With a sigh, the female lowered herself back to the earth, laying on her left side for her right was torn. For a moment, the female closed her eyes, swallowing against the small jarring pain from the impact of her body against the ground. When they opened, they were clearer as they looked up at the Lilium. Perhaps her mind was strange from the constant pain. But she did not want the male’s rage to be because of Inferni. Perhaps it was selfish to think it, but she wanted his rage to be because of her. A light smile tugged at her lips as she laughed at herself and knew that it couldn’t be that way.
Instead the female said, "I’m sorry if I startled you, Haku," and kept her thoughts and desires deep within her hidden.
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The sound of the rain that fell like a mist filled in the silence between them. But the silence of Haku had never troubled the black female, for she knew that he said only things of worth. The warrior was comforted by his presence and by his warmth, and for once she welcomed the company whole heartedly. The white orbs watched him as he watched her, but his mind was working, brooding beneath that gaze. She wondered what it was that the chocolate secui was thinking. Through her touch she could feel his rage, and it was a powerful thing, but a dangerous thing. She wondered at that rage but did not refute it. She had felt it too, especially in the presence of Bane. It had not been because of him, and perhaps he had understood that. But now the rage was quieted, muted by something else. Whatever it was, she did not know. Perhaps it was simply the training of her mind. The same training which had failed her that day. Yet, even if it had succeeded, she suspected that she would have been dead anyway. Victory would not have changed the wounds, and so she was stilled in her rage.
The woad marked fae’s gaze sought the blue pools. "Perhaps you’re right," the alto melody said at length. Perhaps he was. She was not, after all, as well versed in the habits and values of the Inferni clan as Haku was. She was new to this land and to its history. Perhaps it showed. The female did not think, in the end, that such a request would be heeded anyway. Would they simply view it as a show of their prestige? The female frowned. Perhaps, then, she had made a show of their weakness, and that bothered her. As a warrior, that bothered her. But she tried to set that aside, for it was unalterable now. And she knew that there would always be someone out there that was better, stronger. "Then what is there left to do?" She could feel Haku’s rage threatening upon her, becoming her own. Or had it always been there?
The warrior realized that her grip upon the male had changed, that, instead of one of comfort, it had become one of support. She was tired again, weakened, but she felt as if she could sleep and would be stronger upon waking. The female’s hand loosened as it slowly slid down his leg. When she found the earth, she took its support and freed the male of her. The pain was a dull throbbing in the back of her mind, an incessant sensation that the female was slowly growing accustom to. With a sigh, the female lowered herself back to the earth, laying on her left side for her right was torn. For a moment, the female closed her eyes, swallowing against the small jarring pain from the impact of her body against the ground. When they opened, they were clearer as they looked up at the Lilium. Perhaps her mind was strange from the constant pain. But she did not want the male’s rage to be because of Inferni. Perhaps it was selfish to think it, but she wanted his rage to be because of her. A light smile tugged at her lips as she laughed at herself and knew that it couldn’t be that way.
Instead the female said, "I’m sorry if I startled you, Haku," and kept her thoughts and desires deep within her hidden.