... She should be warmed, somehow, that Akua had looked for her. That she had been worried. Is that not what "friends" did? It had been apparent from the start, when the other woman had first used that word with her, that the two of them might have very, very different ideas of what duties came with that label. But they might agree on this. "Friends" should look for each other if they were in danger, they should be concerned if they heard them in pain...
But something keeps Hayame cold. (Something like Akua stepping in to prevent her from crushing the demon's shard under her hoof in the roots when she'd had the fucking chance before any of this happened to her, something like lurking in Liem's communion report and watching them flirt and proposition each other in some sick mix of possibly-violence, possibly-bedding before he-)]
You were worried?
[And that something makes her lash out, vicious and hurt like an animal that scents its abuser on a would-be rescuer.]
Did your dear demon neglect to tell you what he was planning last you "danced" so that you needn't have wasted the effort?
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... She should be warmed, somehow, that Akua had looked for her. That she had been worried. Is that not what "friends" did? It had been apparent from the start, when the other woman had first used that word with her, that the two of them might have very, very different ideas of what duties came with that label. But they might agree on this. "Friends" should look for each other if they were in danger, they should be concerned if they heard them in pain...
But something keeps Hayame cold. (Something like Akua stepping in to prevent her from crushing the demon's shard under her hoof in the roots when she'd had the fucking chance before any of this happened to her, something like lurking in Liem's communion report and watching them flirt and proposition each other in some sick mix of possibly-violence, possibly-bedding before he-)]
You were worried?
[And that something makes her lash out, vicious and hurt like an animal that scents its abuser on a would-be rescuer.]
Did your dear demon neglect to tell you what he was planning last you "danced" so that you needn't have wasted the effort?