01-17-2010, 05:01 AM
[html]srsssly. i sry for short! 315 words. one more post from you then done?
The visible affection written on Haku's face and in his actions pleased Tokyo immensely. It helped soothe the worry triggered by the darkness she had seen during the singular event of King's conception. She must be remembering wrong. Her terror at the cutting of her face and disgust at the coming act of sex must have biased her perception. The look on his face surely couldn't have been as horrible and twisted as she remembered. This was no monster. This was her leader.. and more. She had borne his son. He had forced her ultimate loyalty: Tokyo was his creature, and was proud of that. She was even a bit surprised about her lack of resentment, but.. well, what it came down to was she had this special relationship with someone who was in complete control of Dahlia de Mai. He had clout, and power, and the ability to cleverly twist situations to his favor.. And he had participated in the formation of this beautiful child, lying quiet until his father nuzzled him. Sitting simply, basking in all of his potential.
Haku took the stillborn children away, then returned and asked a question that Tokyo wasn't really sure how to answer. She did want to say goodbye.. But the body had already been scooted away. She had already spent her worry and distress in agreeing to this in the first place. As far as she was concerned, the little girl no longer existed as a living thing. "No.. It's okay. She's breathing at the moment, but as there's no hope for her to live she's already dead, and there is no point saying goodbye to a corpse." The words were simple, and made perfect sense to the woman. Her ice blue eyes fell to her son, and she fixedly studied his form so as not to have to watch the last little body being taken away.
The visible affection written on Haku's face and in his actions pleased Tokyo immensely. It helped soothe the worry triggered by the darkness she had seen during the singular event of King's conception. She must be remembering wrong. Her terror at the cutting of her face and disgust at the coming act of sex must have biased her perception. The look on his face surely couldn't have been as horrible and twisted as she remembered. This was no monster. This was her leader.. and more. She had borne his son. He had forced her ultimate loyalty: Tokyo was his creature, and was proud of that. She was even a bit surprised about her lack of resentment, but.. well, what it came down to was she had this special relationship with someone who was in complete control of Dahlia de Mai. He had clout, and power, and the ability to cleverly twist situations to his favor.. And he had participated in the formation of this beautiful child, lying quiet until his father nuzzled him. Sitting simply, basking in all of his potential.
Haku took the stillborn children away, then returned and asked a question that Tokyo wasn't really sure how to answer. She did want to say goodbye.. But the body had already been scooted away. She had already spent her worry and distress in agreeing to this in the first place. As far as she was concerned, the little girl no longer existed as a living thing. "No.. It's okay. She's breathing at the moment, but as there's no hope for her to live she's already dead, and there is no point saying goodbye to a corpse." The words were simple, and made perfect sense to the woman. Her ice blue eyes fell to her son, and she fixedly studied his form so as not to have to watch the last little body being taken away.