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[sup]© tikki[/sup]WE KNOW WHAT YOU WHISPER!
// takes place right after Seven leaves this thread //
Seven could hear her heart in her ears, closing the door only to press her body against the wall next to it, hitting it with a harsh thump. Perhaps it was her adrenaline, perhaps the thought that Corruptedtimelines had the audacity to return after months. She had a thought that Aesior was hurting because of the loss, and that thought sparked her anger. And now the anger was gone.
It reminded her of how Moth had left, leaving her (and Atticus) stranded. She wasn't as pained by her leave, but it felt as though Seven had no solid structure for months after. Aimlessly drifting, hoping she'd return. But years went by, and she didn't, and Seven came to peace.
Her lungs ached with the heaving breaths she took, mouth agape. It sounded like she was gasping. Her claws dug into the wooden boards below her, and she forced herself to quiet down. There was no time for tears, no time for emotions. No time for her feelings.
She heard footsteps come up her stairs and she closed her jaws, steadied herself. Trying to relax, she turned to face the door, waiting for it to open.
// please let Finnick post with [member=23339]Corrupted Flower[/member] ///
Seven could hear her heart in her ears, closing the door only to press her body against the wall next to it, hitting it with a harsh thump. Perhaps it was her adrenaline, perhaps the thought that Corruptedtimelines had the audacity to return after months. She had a thought that Aesior was hurting because of the loss, and that thought sparked her anger. And now the anger was gone.
It reminded her of how Moth had left, leaving her (and Atticus) stranded. She wasn't as pained by her leave, but it felt as though Seven had no solid structure for months after. Aimlessly drifting, hoping she'd return. But years went by, and she didn't, and Seven came to peace.
Her lungs ached with the heaving breaths she took, mouth agape. It sounded like she was gasping. Her claws dug into the wooden boards below her, and she forced herself to quiet down. There was no time for tears, no time for emotions. No time for her feelings.
She heard footsteps come up her stairs and she closed her jaws, steadied herself. Trying to relax, she turned to face the door, waiting for it to open.
// please let Finnick post with [member=23339]Corrupted Flower[/member] ///
SEVEN - BLIND TIGRESS - SHADOW REGENT OF TANGLEWOOD
✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* But you could buy up all the stars, and it wouldn't change who you are.*:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧
Seven -- Tigress -- Congregants of Genesis