@_sleeby_rat_
(lol)
(lol)
(Just waiting for @urban lol)
(Or even @Ca1iCa1 )
(yup)
(Tried to invite you to a PM and it won't work QwQ)
(huh, that's weird)
Lucy took in a deep breath and nodded slowly. She shifted so she was sitting down next to Lata and rubbed the girl’s back, trying to soothe her. She tried to find words to consol her, but she found it difficult to. “I’m sure you did what you had to for a good reason,” she said slowly. Lata was so young, how could she have already killed people?
Orion sighs softly, ears forward and tail swishing. "They will think the same of you as they always did Samandriel. If they did not hate you before, they will not hate you now. I think that if anyone is to be hated or blamed it should be me, for rather obvious reasons." As he has been talking his ears have slowly drooped, even as he smiles comfortingly.
Lata took short shallow breaths, almost hyperventilating as she looked at the illusion of blood all over her.
A good reason? Most of it was, but the idea of killing with no remorse still tugged at her soul.
(If Lata wasn't busy blaming herself for things I would make her hug Orion so fast. The poor boi QwQ)
Lucy did her best to ignore the blood that was covering Lata. It wasn’t real, just an illusion. “Just try and take deep breaths, everything will be okay..,” She soothed in a gentle tone.
(I am fully aware that I am a horrible person to my characters. My in person RP partner and I are horrible individuals. We greatly enjoy torture, in all forms, physical, psychological, mental(as in emotional), etc. You should see some of out other characters, one of which has one horribly scarred eye that can see magic. He also has hands that hurt constantly, from years of metalworking with a substance that his species is greatly injured and allergic too. We are fun people…..)
(You should see Orion's mother, she was our first character, we now number them at over 150, we have too much free time.)
(Oh.
I usually always write dark stories. Most or my characters have extreme self doubt, one even nearly killing herself- ok enough of that)
Lata took a deep breath, trying to calm down.
"W-why are you still here?" she asked, worried about the response. Everyone usually was terrified that she would harm them too after people found out.
Lata stared up into Lucy's eyes, full of self hate and longing.
"Why didn't you leave me here by myself…? I'm… I'm used to being alone," she added, quietly.
(I don't think I have a character that hasn't been tortured lol) Sam frowned at Orion. "What if my court thinks me too weak to lead them? My second already wants my power for her own, what do you think she'll try if she sees this?" he asked, gesturing to his shredded suit and the fresh scars on his chest
(I either have super happy characters or super messed up ones, there’s usually no in between)
“I’m here because I care about you, Lata. I want you to feel better, and I will help to make that possible in any way I can manage,” Lucy responded, meeting Lata’s gaze. “No one really deserves to be alone, not even you.”
"But why?" she asked, desperate for a reason that she could be cared for. The strong illusion created from her emotions was beginning to fade.
(Ah, have to go in around 5-10 minutes)
“I believe that people were born as something like a clean slate. Sure, people mess up, and that slate gets dents and scratches. But it can always be repaired with time and effort. You deserve to have the compassion you need to be able to heal properly. I can see great things in you, Lata. You have so much pontential to accomplish wonderful things,” Lucy explained, watching the illusions fade.
(aww)
(Aw, see ya later then.)
Lata felt a bit uncomfortable. She hadn't wanted anyone to see her like this, but here Lucy was. She had seen her cry her eyes out, and wasn't scared of her. She also really wasn't used to compliments. It felt strange. But nice…
(Ugh okay, now I have to go. Long archery tournament, not sure when it will end.)
(Good luck!)
Lucy could feel Lata’s energy calm slightly. “Do you want to go back to the cabin, now? We don’t have to tell the other two about this if you don’t want to,” she said with a smile.
(Thanks!)
"I guess…" she said quietly. As Lucy began leading her back, she gave a quiet whispered, "thank you."
(dude, archery? that's super cool !)
(Back now, and thanks! It’s super fun, been doing it for around 5 years now. Competitions get stressful though lmao)
Lucy led Lata back to the cabin and smiled warmly. “Anytime. You can always come to me about this sort of stuff,” she reassured.
(I would think that it would be stressful lol)
(Haha, yeah. And okay, I’m just going to say that they are back now, all the other rps I’m in don’t seem to be in-active r.i.p.)
Lucy led Lata back inside the cabin to where Lata’s bedroom was (I’m assuming she has a guest room?). “It’s been a long day, maybe you should rest,” Lucy said softly, adjusting her grip on the satchel. It was digging into her shoulder, and she knew she should find a place to set it down. She left the room, wondering the halls until she found what looked like a kitchen. She set her bag by a counter, and exhaled, reaching down to dig out a small, silver flask.
(yeah no almost all the rps I'm in are inactive right now) Distantly, Sam heard the cabin door open. He was surprised he hadn't heard the noise earlier, but figured it was because he was still in a sort of shock. He shuffled out of the bathroom, looking down the hallway to see Lata and Lucy. He began to walk towards them before becoming suddenly aware of the fact that he was partially purple and he was still in shredded clothes. Not knowing where to go, he began to try and find a way to hide in the kitchen
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