“She is a smart young lass, she is. She who sides with those who will inevitably triumph over this miserable world."
Nero commented on when Lightning began to hound the young woman who stood a bit ways off to his side. He resumed peering into the confines of Lightning’s cell, the room itself was a bit dark and gloomy, but his crimson eyes shown as bright as a newly kindled flame on the wick of a wax candle. He listened as the woman with the lightly colored hair continued, asking questions as though she had the authority to do so in her current position. It made Nero’s optics dance with amusement, and perhaps muster a smirk if he could.
"Oh…I almost forgot how lovely your barks of anger sounded. They sound especially desperate now that you are here, locked behind these iron bars.”
An idle thought, he let a moment of silence settle uncomfortably about the room as Nero tipped his head off to the side. He blinked slowly, now peering directly at Lightning as he questioned out loud. A musing he spoke out loud and not particularly directing it to anyone.
“Curious. If you screamed, do you think any would hear?”
Yeul felt a pang of guilt as she heard the pinkette cry out asking for an explanation of her intentions, she wanted to explain everything, but she knew with Nero around she was to say nothing. She didn’t want to be thought of as a “damsel in distress” waiting for her guardian to come back to her. She felt desperate, and she was desperate. Her feelings have become numb due to her fear, but Lightning brought all those feelings back, and now she was harming her by keeping her in the 4 walls of a stone cell so that her allies could persevere in their mission.
She listened to Nero torment her for a second and then held up her hand as a cue to stop speaking.“I will speak to her.” she said with her serious demeanor and knelt to the pinkettes line of vision, so that she could listen clearly.
“You will not leave here Savior, it looks like you have lost in your fight.” she said, not sure of what had come over her, its as if she felt herself changing, she was turning into one of them. One of the evils that confined her where she allied.
“I wonder if your allies even realize that you have been lost.”
“Trust me,” she spoke dangerously to Nero, “My bite is way worse than my bark. Screaming is pointless. I know they won’t here me, simply because you asked that.” She wasn’t disappointed or even upset. She was pissed. And she was full of rage. “And when I get out of here, you better watch your back,” eyes flicking to Yuel now, “Both of you.”
She didn’t bother responding to Yuel, in fact, she completely ignored her. Now that she had betrayed Lightning, and perhaps even Caius, she was an enemy. And if lightning had to strike, so be it. An enemy was an enemy, no matter what. All bonds or ties would be severed.
“Yuel, just so you know, you will die.” She wouldn’t be reborn again, and even if she were, she would then be placed back into the cycle of death that she endured for so long before. More than anything, Lightning said that to scare her. But it was also true. If she didn’t die by Nero’s side, she would die by Lightnings.
Ooo, it depends on what you want from them! I usually try to go in a totally different direction with different muses — if I play a protagonist female, I try an antagonist male, and so on! It’s fun to see what you can do :)
I usually go with those that I can identify with. But other than Lightning, I can’t think of anyone. I was actually considering making an OC. But I’m not sure.
Ariel of the Restoration Committee here -- sending a positive message of the day your way! What a fantastic Lightning you are, as well as sweetie! You give so much to this community, and you deserve a huge thank you for it! Keep up the good work, never get discouraged!~ — hbrcxariel-deactivated20140709
I—–I have no words. It means a lot to me. Thank you.
