[ORP]Morghains Territory
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SaelaV90
Re: [ORP]Morghains Territory
Sae happily stays close to Vic she looks around like a child. For some reason she is usually more childlike than that of a 23 year old. Many would say she's not all there mentally but she was loyal and protective especially of family and more so of her true love Vic. She sees the world differently than most but she knows when to put her nose to the grindstone and be an adult and be strong for Vic. This was one of those times, she sensed her wife was nervous so she softly strokes her lower back to calm her.
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Captain
Re: [ORP]Morghains Territory
Walking at a brisk march, he makes his way through the gate and up the start of the winding incline that leads to the Manor itself. The gates are closed behind them with a loud clang and the sound of it being locked again. The rock face rises forbiddingly to either side of them dark, sheer and bare of life. Only the foolish or the desperate would attempt to climb up the walls.... and even then, it would be a miracle for them to survive the attempt without being picked off.
By the time they've passed the scattered trophy poles and to the front of the Manor, lesser creatures would have found themselves wishing for a merciful death as the climb is long and arduous.
The Manor rises high above them, it is a stark building, not one that lends itself to being inviting. Whoever designed it, intended it to be intimidating and defensible. He doesn't bother stopping or slowing his pace as he climbs the steps towards the doors. The doormen merely salute and swing them wide so that he is able to walk straight into the grand entry hall.
It is unchanged from when Lucifer was still alive, a combination of Lucifers more flamboyant tastes and Morghains more austere ones. It is scattered by expensive pieces of art, suits of armor and weapons of all varieties interspersed by more of Morghains hunting trophies. Sweeping stair cases lead up either side of the room to the mezzanine above them while a lone door at the far end of the room leads deeper into the building.
This is obviously the part of the building where the public are permitted although a number of vampires are here either about miscellaneous business or relaxing over light meals and conversation. As they enter though, each one salutes in his direction, regardless of whether they are soldiers or serve the Seethe in other necessary capacities. He comes to a halt in front of a well dressed male who has come forward as they enter. He nods politely to the man and says,
"Nathan,please inform the Mistress that I have arrived with those seeking her."
Nathan nods to the Captain and directs them to empty seats off to the side of the walk way. Assuming they will do as directed, he turns to walk up one of the flights of stairs, stopping only to tell one of the waiting servants to provide refreshments for the guests.
As he disappears to inform the Mistress, a pair of the Seethes communal blood slaves arrive. One is carrying a tray with various treats, which she puts in front of Sae. Then she and the other slave each sit within easy reach of Victorious and the Captain. The Captain gestures to the slave near Victorious and says,
"Please, enjoy some light refreshment. This one is one of the particularly tasty ones. Her blood has a fiery tang to it that makes your tongue tingle."
By the time they've passed the scattered trophy poles and to the front of the Manor, lesser creatures would have found themselves wishing for a merciful death as the climb is long and arduous.
The Manor rises high above them, it is a stark building, not one that lends itself to being inviting. Whoever designed it, intended it to be intimidating and defensible. He doesn't bother stopping or slowing his pace as he climbs the steps towards the doors. The doormen merely salute and swing them wide so that he is able to walk straight into the grand entry hall.
It is unchanged from when Lucifer was still alive, a combination of Lucifers more flamboyant tastes and Morghains more austere ones. It is scattered by expensive pieces of art, suits of armor and weapons of all varieties interspersed by more of Morghains hunting trophies. Sweeping stair cases lead up either side of the room to the mezzanine above them while a lone door at the far end of the room leads deeper into the building.
This is obviously the part of the building where the public are permitted although a number of vampires are here either about miscellaneous business or relaxing over light meals and conversation. As they enter though, each one salutes in his direction, regardless of whether they are soldiers or serve the Seethe in other necessary capacities. He comes to a halt in front of a well dressed male who has come forward as they enter. He nods politely to the man and says,
"Nathan,please inform the Mistress that I have arrived with those seeking her."
Nathan nods to the Captain and directs them to empty seats off to the side of the walk way. Assuming they will do as directed, he turns to walk up one of the flights of stairs, stopping only to tell one of the waiting servants to provide refreshments for the guests.
As he disappears to inform the Mistress, a pair of the Seethes communal blood slaves arrive. One is carrying a tray with various treats, which she puts in front of Sae. Then she and the other slave each sit within easy reach of Victorious and the Captain. The Captain gestures to the slave near Victorious and says,
"Please, enjoy some light refreshment. This one is one of the particularly tasty ones. Her blood has a fiery tang to it that makes your tongue tingle."
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Victorious
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Re: [ORP]Morghains Territory
As Victorious kept up the pace with the man leading them, the long walk was making her feel hungry. Hunger was something she continued to ignore but she was finding it hard to now because of the extensive traveling they were doing. Usha was laughing at her and to make her feel even more uncomfortable she intensified the feeling for Victorious. She rubbed her belly and cursed silently to Usha and spoke to her in her mind, “Keep it up Demon just you wait you will be put in your place. I promise you that.” Usha chuckled at her, “Idle threats mean nothing to me, weakling.”
Victorious looked back as she heard the loud clang of the gates and it being locked. She had a feeling of being trapped something she had never felt before. She had free reign of her surroundings but now this was something foreign to her and if that wasn’t bad enough she felt her surroundings closing in on her.
She continued on putting everything she saw into memory for she would need to bring it up when her stubborn streak would set in and stubbornness was not tolerated by her cousin she knew that much. As the surroundings around her continued to grow darker by the minute she had to remind herself why she was here and of course Usha had to put her two freznics into it too not that Vic cared one bit what she had to say. She was partly the reason she was in this predicament but to be truthful it was her own fault. What in the Mages made her think that becoming a vampire would make her life easier with her chaotic magic at the time but in the end she made everything worse with rash decisions she made but now she had to live with them and no matter how hard it would be she had to come out stronger.
She looked at the massive building before her eyes and it was fitting for Morghain. From what she knew of her cousin so far, she could see this place being her home if you wanted to call it that.
Vic kept up the pace after the man and her legs were growing tired and hoped they were getting close. Her legs felt like jelly about now but she didn’t want to perceive as weak so she kept on the pace the man had been leading them to. She looks at the stairs and the shape her legs were in this was going to be a challenge but for a vampire she would have to tough it out. As the door swung open by the doorman, she followed the man inside to what seemed like a huge entry hall.
As she looked around she got an overwhelming feeling of her Sire, partly because she would remember her cousin talking about the tastes of her Lucifer and she was definitely correct in her assessment of Lucifer’s tastes but then she would look at the wall full of trophies and knew this had to be of Morghain’s tastes.
Victorious watches everyone around her and sees another man direct them to some seats and she takes a seat as directed but sits straight up not relaxing at all. She is intimidated with her surroundings and waits figuring she would have to wait a long time for Morghain to arrive. She looks over at Saela quite uncomfortable and nervous but holds in her feelings and portrays a feeling of confidence hoping no one would sense her insecurities.
As the man who seems to have a high-ranking position with how the others are interacting with him offers her a blood slave, she is quite nervous remembering Saela’s condition when she turned under Lucifer as her Sire that she was not allowed to feed off of anyone else but she looked at the man and then at Saela and knew if she declined it could be seen as an insult. Saela would be hurt beyond anything she could imagine but she would have to just get over it since she had to perform as Morghain expected her to and not what her wife expected.
Her hunger was getting the best of her and she looked at the blood slave as the man commented on what her blood would taste like and it definitely enticed her tastes. Feeling ambivalent she wanted to taste the blood of the blood slave but she didn’t want to hurt Saela either but since Saela would have to listen to her and not put up a fuss she cautioned her in her mind to relax she had to do what she had to do. She thought to her wife, “Curb your jealousy!”
She smiled at the blood slave that was next to her and could hear her pulse in her ears and she gently took her wrist to her mouth and took a bite where the vein was raised and as the blood entered her mouth, she grinned and agreed the taste brought tingles to her tongue. She swallowed as the blood poured into her mouth. She just had enough of the blood slave as to not drive Saela too mad of jealousy. She sealed the blood slave’s wrist with her tongue and lips and released her wrist. She licked her lips and had a grin on her face and felt much better. Her hunger wasn’t so great anymore. She didn’t look at Saela afraid to see the reaction on her face but if her thoughts betrayed her, she would make sure Saela knew of her displeasure.
Victorious looked back as she heard the loud clang of the gates and it being locked. She had a feeling of being trapped something she had never felt before. She had free reign of her surroundings but now this was something foreign to her and if that wasn’t bad enough she felt her surroundings closing in on her.
She continued on putting everything she saw into memory for she would need to bring it up when her stubborn streak would set in and stubbornness was not tolerated by her cousin she knew that much. As the surroundings around her continued to grow darker by the minute she had to remind herself why she was here and of course Usha had to put her two freznics into it too not that Vic cared one bit what she had to say. She was partly the reason she was in this predicament but to be truthful it was her own fault. What in the Mages made her think that becoming a vampire would make her life easier with her chaotic magic at the time but in the end she made everything worse with rash decisions she made but now she had to live with them and no matter how hard it would be she had to come out stronger.
She looked at the massive building before her eyes and it was fitting for Morghain. From what she knew of her cousin so far, she could see this place being her home if you wanted to call it that.
Vic kept up the pace after the man and her legs were growing tired and hoped they were getting close. Her legs felt like jelly about now but she didn’t want to perceive as weak so she kept on the pace the man had been leading them to. She looks at the stairs and the shape her legs were in this was going to be a challenge but for a vampire she would have to tough it out. As the door swung open by the doorman, she followed the man inside to what seemed like a huge entry hall.
As she looked around she got an overwhelming feeling of her Sire, partly because she would remember her cousin talking about the tastes of her Lucifer and she was definitely correct in her assessment of Lucifer’s tastes but then she would look at the wall full of trophies and knew this had to be of Morghain’s tastes.
Victorious watches everyone around her and sees another man direct them to some seats and she takes a seat as directed but sits straight up not relaxing at all. She is intimidated with her surroundings and waits figuring she would have to wait a long time for Morghain to arrive. She looks over at Saela quite uncomfortable and nervous but holds in her feelings and portrays a feeling of confidence hoping no one would sense her insecurities.
As the man who seems to have a high-ranking position with how the others are interacting with him offers her a blood slave, she is quite nervous remembering Saela’s condition when she turned under Lucifer as her Sire that she was not allowed to feed off of anyone else but she looked at the man and then at Saela and knew if she declined it could be seen as an insult. Saela would be hurt beyond anything she could imagine but she would have to just get over it since she had to perform as Morghain expected her to and not what her wife expected.
Her hunger was getting the best of her and she looked at the blood slave as the man commented on what her blood would taste like and it definitely enticed her tastes. Feeling ambivalent she wanted to taste the blood of the blood slave but she didn’t want to hurt Saela either but since Saela would have to listen to her and not put up a fuss she cautioned her in her mind to relax she had to do what she had to do. She thought to her wife, “Curb your jealousy!”
She smiled at the blood slave that was next to her and could hear her pulse in her ears and she gently took her wrist to her mouth and took a bite where the vein was raised and as the blood entered her mouth, she grinned and agreed the taste brought tingles to her tongue. She swallowed as the blood poured into her mouth. She just had enough of the blood slave as to not drive Saela too mad of jealousy. She sealed the blood slave’s wrist with her tongue and lips and released her wrist. She licked her lips and had a grin on her face and felt much better. Her hunger wasn’t so great anymore. She didn’t look at Saela afraid to see the reaction on her face but if her thoughts betrayed her, she would make sure Saela knew of her displeasure.
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SaelaV90
Re: [ORP]Morghains Territory
Sae had stayed close to her Vic the long trek didn't bother her at all. She had spent a good portion of her life traveling unlike her wife who had spent it in a castle as she was born a double Princess and had had everything handed to her. She senses her wife struggling but knows better than to scoop her up and carry her for fear of making her seem weak in front of other vampires. She memorizes each step they take as is habit so she can always find her way places as things look different lower to the ground as a wolf. She admires the surroundings finding both her cousin's tastes unique and totally them. Her heart is tugged slightly as she feels part of her own soul in the place as it was her life force that gave Lucifer and his siblings life when Grim had cut them from their mother's dying stomach. they shouldn't of lived but Grim had begged her to bring them back and she had...at a cost to herself. She had reduced her life in order to give them theirs. She shakes the memories from her head as they are told to sit she takes the indicated seat she politely refuses the treats as she feels she's too fat and shouldn't eat though she can feel her wife's growing hungry she is also feeling it she fights the urge to dig into the treats and sits there. Her heart sinks like a rock when she sees a blood slave brought for Vic and hearing him tell her about the blood slave. She screams in her head when Vic tells her to curb her jealousy in her head and she sees her wife break her promise to her about only feeding from her. She holds back tears and throws up all her barriers blocking her wife from feeling her as she feels her heart break. She concentrates hard on making sure her body doesn't shake in anger, jealousy and betrayal. Her wife would feel her anger and upset in her absence as she has fully blocked their bond. She stares at her hands dejectedly while they wait for Morg.
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Captain
Re: [ORP]Morghains Territory
Sitting in calm repose, he can not help but be amused by the range of emotions that he witnesses in their "guests". He notices how...human, Victorious is in her behavior and her reactions. She was certainly much more volatile than he was used to, he couldn't believe she was supposedly older than the Mistress but then he guessed that being turned was not such a change in state for her as it may have been for Victorious whom he'd heard had grown up under much different circumstances.
He is about to start making polite conversation about inconsequential matters when there is a stir from the front of the room. By slow increments, the Seethe stop what they are doing, stand and stare in anticipation up the nearest stair case. After a moment, they all bow their heads and give the informal half bow as the Mistress makes her way down the stairway.
No classic beauty, their Queen, for she is small of frame and of wiry strength. But as far as they were concerned, and perhaps more so the Captain himself, she was the moon which lit their sky, the Heart of the Seethe. Their almost fanatical love and fierce loyalty to her show clear upon their faces as she proudly descends. She appears confidant in herself and her position among a notoriously dangerous and predatory race. If one looks closely as she walks down the center of the room, they would see that those she passes close to lean in towards her as though pulled by some invisible force. If she passes within touching distance, she caresses those she can briefly. Her touch both affectionate and possessive for she has clearly claimed these ones as hers just as much as they claim her.
As she comes towards them, he raises himself up from his chair and gives a heartfelt bow and greets her. Though his bearing is formal and respectful, the care he feels for his Queen is apparent in his every action
"My Queen."
He is about to start making polite conversation about inconsequential matters when there is a stir from the front of the room. By slow increments, the Seethe stop what they are doing, stand and stare in anticipation up the nearest stair case. After a moment, they all bow their heads and give the informal half bow as the Mistress makes her way down the stairway.
No classic beauty, their Queen, for she is small of frame and of wiry strength. But as far as they were concerned, and perhaps more so the Captain himself, she was the moon which lit their sky, the Heart of the Seethe. Their almost fanatical love and fierce loyalty to her show clear upon their faces as she proudly descends. She appears confidant in herself and her position among a notoriously dangerous and predatory race. If one looks closely as she walks down the center of the room, they would see that those she passes close to lean in towards her as though pulled by some invisible force. If she passes within touching distance, she caresses those she can briefly. Her touch both affectionate and possessive for she has clearly claimed these ones as hers just as much as they claim her.
As she comes towards them, he raises himself up from his chair and gives a heartfelt bow and greets her. Though his bearing is formal and respectful, the care he feels for his Queen is apparent in his every action
"My Queen."
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Victorious
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Re: [ORP]Morghains Territory
Victorious sat there waiting after she had her snack and then suddenly felt the void of her wife's bond and fidgeted in her seat. She hated when Saela did this to her especially around other people. She felt the agitation building but tried to keep herself calm and suddenly notices the change in the mood and looks up where everyone is looking and notices her beautiful cousin descending from the staircase. She looks around and notices how everyone shows her such great respect.
She keeps standing until Morghain acknowledges her and glances over at Saela pleading with her to stop.
She keeps standing until Morghain acknowledges her and glances over at Saela pleading with her to stop.
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SaelaV90
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Sae stands slowly out of respect her staring at the floor would seem as if she's bowing her head. She ignores Vic's pleading and keeps her barriers up she is very hurt and angry at her mate but her face is one of stone showing no emotion on it as she has turned her feelings off the second she saw Morg entering. She stays silent only nodding her head in greeting to her cousin.
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Morghain
Re: [ORP]Morghains Territory
Nathan had informed her that Captain had brought her cousins to the Manor. She frowned wondering what they wanted before she remembered the conversation she'd had with them. Well, it seemed Vic had accepted her challenge. She finished what she was doing and explains to Nathan why they were here as she worked. When she finished, she asked him,
" You have seen my cousin, what are your thoughts?"
Nathan pauses a moment as he tries to gather his thoughts together so that he could give his Lady a succinct report
"Miss Victorious is very different from those who live here, Lady. She is of a much gentler nature. Staying here may strengthen her but it may also break her. I believe though she has potential if given the right opportunities. Perhaps some time separated from her female would be beneficial...her female seems a distraction to her. If she is forced to rely solely on herself and her own strengths, maybe she could be made into something even you would be proud of."
Morghain nods, she trusted Nathans judgement in people but she still wanted to speak to Captain before she agreed to anything, his opinion had proven invaluable time and time again. She stands and quickly tidies herself before heading towards the door. Nathan holds the door open for her and follows a respectful distance back to her left.
As she makes her way to the stairs, she can hear the chatter and the bustling of her Seethe. They'd all fought and fed well together, building bonds of loyalty that were strong. If they were truly honest, they would acknowledge that they had grown to love each other. As she makes her way down the stairs and they turn to her, she feels a sense of pride THESE were HER people. By blood and by claw, she'd claimed them and the fates pity any who would attempt to take them from her.
She'd seen many vampires over her time, some stronger than those gathered here, others weaker. But she was proud of her people. Her warriors were strong and deadly. Even those who did not specifically fight as soldiers could defend their home if need be and served in their capacities with equal fervor. None doubted that their role in the Seethe was important so all were proud of the work they did which showed in the quality of their service.
She reaches out and touches various people as she walks, wanting to communicate to them the strength of their bond and unity.
Those soldiers who were not on duty could not be mistaken for anything else as there was still an element of watchfulness to them, even if one had any doubt after taking note of their strong, hard bodies that held the stillness and slow controlled movements of a predator. Her people were beautiful and deadly...and the only thing stopping them from killing one another was her will.
Coming before the bowed head of Captain, she reaches her hand up to cup his cheek and leans forward to place a kiss on the top of his head. This one was her most loyal, most beautiful and most deadly soldier.
"My Captain. You have performed your duty well. I am pleased."
Turning to address the Seethe, she raises her hand unnecessarily to gain their attention,
" My Kin, these ones are of my blood. They have guest right and shall be harmed by none here. You will honor the hospitality laws and do them no harm unless they are without honor and offer it first."
Those assembled bow again to acknowledge her command. Satisfied she turns, sits down where Captain had previously sat and addresses her cousins.
"Ladies, welcome to my home."
As she speaks, Captain takes up position at her shoulder, his face impassive and his body as still as the calm before a storm. Morghain crosses one leg over the other and idly reaches out to caress the hair of the blood slave who remains kneeling by the chair so recently vacated by Captain.
" You have seen my cousin, what are your thoughts?"
Nathan pauses a moment as he tries to gather his thoughts together so that he could give his Lady a succinct report
"Miss Victorious is very different from those who live here, Lady. She is of a much gentler nature. Staying here may strengthen her but it may also break her. I believe though she has potential if given the right opportunities. Perhaps some time separated from her female would be beneficial...her female seems a distraction to her. If she is forced to rely solely on herself and her own strengths, maybe she could be made into something even you would be proud of."
Morghain nods, she trusted Nathans judgement in people but she still wanted to speak to Captain before she agreed to anything, his opinion had proven invaluable time and time again. She stands and quickly tidies herself before heading towards the door. Nathan holds the door open for her and follows a respectful distance back to her left.
As she makes her way to the stairs, she can hear the chatter and the bustling of her Seethe. They'd all fought and fed well together, building bonds of loyalty that were strong. If they were truly honest, they would acknowledge that they had grown to love each other. As she makes her way down the stairs and they turn to her, she feels a sense of pride THESE were HER people. By blood and by claw, she'd claimed them and the fates pity any who would attempt to take them from her.
She'd seen many vampires over her time, some stronger than those gathered here, others weaker. But she was proud of her people. Her warriors were strong and deadly. Even those who did not specifically fight as soldiers could defend their home if need be and served in their capacities with equal fervor. None doubted that their role in the Seethe was important so all were proud of the work they did which showed in the quality of their service.
She reaches out and touches various people as she walks, wanting to communicate to them the strength of their bond and unity.
Those soldiers who were not on duty could not be mistaken for anything else as there was still an element of watchfulness to them, even if one had any doubt after taking note of their strong, hard bodies that held the stillness and slow controlled movements of a predator. Her people were beautiful and deadly...and the only thing stopping them from killing one another was her will.
Coming before the bowed head of Captain, she reaches her hand up to cup his cheek and leans forward to place a kiss on the top of his head. This one was her most loyal, most beautiful and most deadly soldier.
"My Captain. You have performed your duty well. I am pleased."
Turning to address the Seethe, she raises her hand unnecessarily to gain their attention,
" My Kin, these ones are of my blood. They have guest right and shall be harmed by none here. You will honor the hospitality laws and do them no harm unless they are without honor and offer it first."
Those assembled bow again to acknowledge her command. Satisfied she turns, sits down where Captain had previously sat and addresses her cousins.
"Ladies, welcome to my home."
As she speaks, Captain takes up position at her shoulder, his face impassive and his body as still as the calm before a storm. Morghain crosses one leg over the other and idly reaches out to caress the hair of the blood slave who remains kneeling by the chair so recently vacated by Captain.
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Victorious
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Re: [ORP]Morghains Territory
Victorious smiled as her cousin came closer and observed everyone as Morghain passed each of them giving each of them her attention. She had never seen anything as close knit as what she was witnessing. As her cousin came closer she sat down, 'Greetings Cousin, thank you for the invitation."
She sat straight up looking a bit nervous in these surroundings but tried to portray a sense of confidence around Morghain. Still feeling the void of the bond with her wife, sweat started showing on her forehead as she had not been without this long without feeling her. She took a handkerchief from her pocket and wiped her brow and quickly pocketed the handkerchief.
She sat straight up looking a bit nervous in these surroundings but tried to portray a sense of confidence around Morghain. Still feeling the void of the bond with her wife, sweat started showing on her forehead as she had not been without this long without feeling her. She took a handkerchief from her pocket and wiped her brow and quickly pocketed the handkerchief.
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SaelaV90
Re: [ORP]Morghains Territory
Sae says nothing she knows she is being rude but if she speaks she will give her emotions away so she simply attempts to make her cousin feel as if she's giving her a hug mentally. She watches Vic from the corner of her eye she can see her sweating 'Good feel the emptiness for hurting me'
When angry she was cruel and did not care who she hurt even if it was the one most dear to her heart. Her Master of magic had raised her as his own and had used her anger as a weapon to harm any who crossed their paths. When angry she could destroy a whole town as she usually lost control of her powers and Eris took control. The demon who had given her a second chance at life when she had been found dying in a cave of starvation after her parents were burned alive in their family home. In exchange for hosting the demon, Eris, in return would protect her and teach her how to survive. Being a child of 8 afraid of death she had accepted the deal. Eris had taken control of Sae's powers rather quickly learning to use her body better than she could and tried her best to teach her young hostess how to use her powers. When she accepted Eris into her the mark of a phoenix was visible on her forehead. It looked like a purple tattoo. If killed she would simply resurrect just like a phoenix. This was not Eris's doing she had simply pulled the magic and forced her ancient blood to make such a bond.
She shakes her head pushing the memories from her mind as well as Eris speaking in her head 'No I am fine Eris I do not wish to destroy my cousin's home on accident by getting too angry' She focuses on staying only angry enough to keep Vic from feeling their bond and not to the point of blind rage. She shifts staring at the floor concentrating knowing one tiny slip and there will be destruction. She listens quietly to the conversation as she concentrates glad that she learned to multitask and divide her mind on tasks.
When angry she was cruel and did not care who she hurt even if it was the one most dear to her heart. Her Master of magic had raised her as his own and had used her anger as a weapon to harm any who crossed their paths. When angry she could destroy a whole town as she usually lost control of her powers and Eris took control. The demon who had given her a second chance at life when she had been found dying in a cave of starvation after her parents were burned alive in their family home. In exchange for hosting the demon, Eris, in return would protect her and teach her how to survive. Being a child of 8 afraid of death she had accepted the deal. Eris had taken control of Sae's powers rather quickly learning to use her body better than she could and tried her best to teach her young hostess how to use her powers. When she accepted Eris into her the mark of a phoenix was visible on her forehead. It looked like a purple tattoo. If killed she would simply resurrect just like a phoenix. This was not Eris's doing she had simply pulled the magic and forced her ancient blood to make such a bond.
She shakes her head pushing the memories from her mind as well as Eris speaking in her head 'No I am fine Eris I do not wish to destroy my cousin's home on accident by getting too angry' She focuses on staying only angry enough to keep Vic from feeling their bond and not to the point of blind rage. She shifts staring at the floor concentrating knowing one tiny slip and there will be destruction. She listens quietly to the conversation as she concentrates glad that she learned to multitask and divide her mind on tasks.