Re: Feels Like the First Time [Ceal/Ashlei]

Fri Sep 15, 2017 6:23 pm

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The expressions that ranged across Ashlei's face gave rise to a lot of complex emotions in Ceal as she spoke. Some of it looked far more tame than she gave the Queen credit for, others were pretty well spot on with what she expected, constantly trying to carefully read her to hopefully get an idea of what and what not to say to her. Once her breakdown came full circle, she had a feeling she'd regret much of what she said. Looking back at it, a lot of it could be chalked up to complaining. She didn't want it to sound like that, and this was certainly the wrong one to say such things to, but the flew from her mouth whether she wanted them to or not forcing an awkward silence to fill the room as Ashlei compiled her reply.

The Queen spoke, a voice as chilling as it was beautiful. She spoke of how Ceal -as young as she was- was making it out as if her life had already been forfeit without having had any trials or tribulations on a scale enough to break the strongest of minds. Ashlei continued to speak, she spoke of hinted first hand experiences, of a life that mirrored her own, much to the shock and amazement of the girl. She felt the air become heavier as the Queen grew angrier. The poor girl lowered her head, her stature becoming ever more meek in the face of Ashlei's shadow. She wanted to burst out and tell her that she was wrong, but she knew in her heart she wasn't. Even when she spoke about this bleeding hole, the breach in Ceal's core character that was dripping across everything, making a mess everywhere. Even then she knew she was right. Ashlei spoke about how she herself was spent, that her existence had shriveled up in the presence of Mana. It was certainly chilling, hearing about it from someone who had been there, been used, abused, possibly discarded, destroyed or broken. It was chilling, but deep down Ceal had already regretfully resigned to that sort of fate.

Honestly, Ceal felt bad now, to have heard just this little but it hint at so much. With her brow furrowed in a face of sad empathy, she looked at her Queen. It was only a brief expression though as she noticed her finger pressing painfully into her chest. She dared not resist, not that she could anyway, and merely winced as it -also- drew blood. The masochism in Ceal was reaching a critical point, all of this pain and abuse being too much for the poor girl. She hated it, but she didn't hate it, she became obsessed with the pain, obsessed with her own blood spilling from her. ...Just when did she become so inherently unhinged?

When Ashlei spoke back up, now speaking more directly to her, directly telling her a rather strong suggestion, she listened carefully. She spoke again about how Mana would only use and discard her later, she also spoke about how not to use such 'love' as a stop gap for the gaping hole inside her. But even as the tears tried on her cheeks, leaving glistening streaks in their wake, she didn't know any other way. She truly didn't, but the message Ashlei was leaving for her was a powerful one; One that gave her a lot to think about.

When she was slammed into the wall behind her, Ceal squeaked a bit out of surprise, her face flinching at the demon on pure reflex alone, she didn't mean to, but it did sort of just happen. Again she continued, explaining she was sick of people like her. It was a shot to Ceal's ego for sure, but she continued to listen anyway, both out of fear and respect. For some reason, this reminded her of the coma she was in only a little over a year ago. She remember when she had woke, it was said that it was unclear whether or not she ever would. That a miracle would be needed, she never knew why she was part of such a miracle and never considered it. But, if by any sort of reason it may have been caused by demonic influence, it would only double her believe in the debt she owed to them. This wasn't a decision of right or wrong, or good or evil, or even based on principle. For a service there is a price that must be paid, one way or another. The transaction must be be fulfilled.

”...Is.. is that still possible, for me? ” She spoke, her voice weak, a raspy whisper. ”I had already given in, swearing my body and soul to Shadow Fall, the seal of Eris is proof enough of that. It provides me with a direct link to the overflowing energy of the Dark Queen. Unless such a way there is to remove it, I am always bound to and by her. forced to kneel at her feet by her whim.

You know... I was in a coma, just a little over a year ago. It was a coma induced when I suffered irreparable brain damage after witnessing the murder of my family. A retaliation brought upon by my own actions. It was my fault, and everything I knew came to a dreaded end. I was too weak to move then, too powerless to stop it.” she paused for a moment, pondering whether or not she should brace for more abuse from the Queen. ”The truth is: What caused me to wake from that coma? I was a vegetable, brain dead.... But I woke up? Seemingly all better? ...I knew my doctor was a demon, even after he put in to adopt me I knew. I could smell it after I woke. Did he do it? Did Mana... somehow reach across the ether and touch me with just a tiny decimal of reparative demon voodoo? Sometimes.. I think so, it's probably stupid, but I believe it was one of the two,”

Now, it was Ceal's turn to get a little angry, her brow furrowing as she dared glare at the darkness. ”Say what you will of me. Say that I am weak, that I don't deserve to speak of this or that. I don't mind, you have every right to it. But never tell me that I have not experienced despair. They were... -EVERYTHING- to me! E-Even my brother... My twin. My other half in this world, in my very arms he spoke his last words. I can still hear them, you know. Of COURSE I can, this..... this stupid voice never lets me forget!” The last part ended in a high pitched scream, gasping from the amount of air she expelled to say what she did before she tensed up, flexing both her muscles and her energy.

Her body trembled now, this time not out of fear. No... no this was out of anger that was rapidly multiplying within her, flaring up extremely quickly thanks to the influence of the demonic sigil on her stomach. Her eyes masked over with the scarlet red of her anger, a clear signal that she was attempting to release more energy than she alone had, mixing in the demonic power she had been so gifted. With it, she accidently broke into her soul state evolution as her body began to crackle, arcs of red hued black lightning spewed from it. It was an extremely volatile mixture of black lightning that basically erased anything it could touch from existence, and the red lightning that was so trademark from her release state. Lightning that was the color of blood. While her struggles would likely do nothing to the impossibly cruel and powerful figure before her, she wanted to prove a point.

”I am weak, sure. I know that more than anyone. But I am certainly NOT powerless! I refuse to be ever again!” she continued, her voice merely resigning into some manner of animalistic growl, the arcs coiling up and down her body making audible cracks when they were inevitably discharged. Even the black hued lightning which behaved different, yet equally erratic because to cut through the blood bindings, or at least attempt to, made a roaring buzz-like sound. Ceal wanted so badly to desperately hold back, but she lost her temper. Ashlei could have said anything, literally anything else, but that. Her words as weapons that had cut deeper than any broken hand, any punch to the face, a blade to the neck.

To drive her point even further home, a spiraling coil of black and red lightning fused into a sizable mass and bolted directly towards Ashlei.

Sat Sep 30, 2017 4:38 pm

WHAT A BLOODY MESS!!

Ashlei scowled at the girl, her teeth slightly noticeable through the visibly angered frown. She tilted her head to the side a few inches before letting go of Cael's throat. She took a step back, her eyes still refusing to blink more than once each minute as though she never had to in the first place. She probably just blinks to fit in.

"Yeah. You really are weak." This was followed by Cael's little speech. A long reveal upon a past Ashlei had no care in the world for. Out of sympathy mostly, she didn't interrupt Cael just so the girl could get what she had to say off of her chest. Maybe she might bring up something interesting. A coma though was the least bit funny to her. the cause of it though certainly was. The average lifespan of a human gives next to no development for a true relationship between two people. Ashlei had already decided that herself over the 400 years she's walked this earth. She probably feels a lot of despair and regret from that time. But it wasn't going to change a thing. She can't just reverse what happened. Even if she found a way to bring them back, things will never be the same. Maybe you should just work harder to protect the people you love.

Ashlei wanted to say all of this, but held back. She knew she couldn't stand there and be hypocritical. Ashlei herself had been in Cael's shoes more than once, though she could say her reasoning was much more painful. A wound strong enough to even send her spiraling into despair. But now is not the time to repeat herself. Ashlei felt the small rise in power coming from the maddened girl. it wasn't much compared to the overwhelming presence of the blood queen, but it certainly reminded Ashlei of a few people. of things that even she regretted. She waited for Cael to finish spouting her words. Then, that scowl turned into a smile. A very innocent smile. One that seemed to radiate no malice. Instead, more comfort than anything. Almost as if Ashlei was accepting what Cael was saying.

"That's what I wanted to hear. just a little bit of resolve. A little bit of courage. It's a stepping stone on a gushing river, and an unstable one at that. yet... if it's all you have, then maybe it's just enough to get you across." Ashlei began to step closer to Cael again, still containing the girls movements with blood ties around her hands and ankles. Ashlei moved very close, almost letting her cute nose tickle Cael's. "However."

That comforting smile was slipping away with that word. Her eyes slowly moving from a happy oval to piercing, darts. "You will forget this if there is nothing to remind you of what I've told you here today. Reflect upon yourself, and realize that this world is full of monsters and you are talking to the Lady of Terror. This is just a reminder... a nightmare." With that said, Ashlei opened her mouth wide. Cael would be able to see the back of Ashlei's mouth, the entrance to her throat of which seemed to be moving and contracting not with her breathing, but for something else. Slowly, a small red substance could be seen moving up and out of her throat, trickling down her tongue. That substance grew in size as more and more began to come forth from her. once she deemed her mouth was full, Ashlei spat the red good directly on Cael's face, covering her head in blood.

Blood that burns like acid

Ashlei 'Asthavon-Clixx' Mischevang

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Tue Nov 14, 2017 1:45 pm

WHAT A BLOODY MESS!!

If there was ever a time to interrupt Ashlei's little ritual it would be right now. She knew what was coming and was somewhat expecting it, though not this early. She tried to hold in the majority of a sigh as her fun was soon to come to a close but a little exhale left her lips as the darkness in the room began to move and malform. Her scarlet red eyes had no desire to move, nor was she going to turn her attention away as the body and figure of her beloved moulded into existence behind her. Even though she showed no physical signs of acknowledging Mana, she certainly was focusing on her as the screams of agony leaking from Cael had been drowned out entirely by the Queens ignorance.

Cael meant very little in their hierarchy of power. Within an instant the two women in the room could end everything that Cael wishes she stood for. To them it would not matter. For now, Ashlei will remain stern in the womans presence even as she decisively nibbled upon her skin. It would not phase her in the slightest as she worked up a response that was clearly not going to match the girls playful approach.

"You know fully well what your influence does to people" Her words shot from her mouth as though her wicked tongue was spitting them out with a hint of ferocity. She knew very well just how many people indulge in the mere energy that Mana exerts. After all, she too has succumbed to her demonic madness once before. Though at the time, it was not a sacrifice she wanted to make. "You know that what I did, I did to survive. Just like this miserable sack of worthless flesh and blood that seems to think you're her bloody goddess has done. It's easy to give in to the easiest way out when you're bleeding across deaths doorstep isn't it? You'll draw people in with gifts of maddening power and they're kiss the very ground you walk on." Ashlei's fanged teeth pressed shut with a level of distaste from what she was saying, knowing how it seemed to be coming out of nowhere but also feeling as if she's had this in her heart for a very long time. "I know all too well the taste of dirt from the path you walk." She paused momentarily, remembering her blood was still gripping a hold of the poor, abused Cael. "I had a feeling you may have been watching me. Since you've always been attracted to my scent. I just have to step on your property to get your attention."

The red in Ashlei's eyes began to glow a very bright scarlet accompanied by a sudden rush of energy that pressured the very air in the chamber. It would certainly be noticeable to Mana, but would be crushing to Cael. The blood across the girls face had been burning away at her skin and began mixing with her own, burning the girl from within and only seeping further into her body. The strength of thr acidic blood was growing more and more potent as if to overwhelm the regenerative properties of Mana's magic. If not prepared for, a few moments would cause every vein in the girl to be on figurative fire. Every artery would be melting with no remorse until Caels entire body would have been incinerated and broken down from within. Cael had no reason to be here anymore. Her part in this play was to now be nothing but dust.

The entire time, Ashlei would not have moved. She freely allowed Mana to cling to her and even expected the dark woman to grab her if she moved away. "I'm tired Mana. I'm tired of all of this."

Ashlei 'Asthavon-Clixx' Mischevang

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Tue Feb 06, 2018 4:17 am

WHAT A BLOODY MESS!!

She had to think about this for some time. What exactly did Ashlei want to get out of this encounter? mana was standing in the room a mere few inches away so why was Ashlei's focus on this random girl spewing words of support for a Queen she knows hardly anything about? The realization that her thoughts were being drawn elsewhere frustrated her. This room was not where Ashlei's head currently was and maybe she needed to let go for a moment. She could think later. The blood and gore that's beginning to plague the room with it's alluring scent was beginning to become distracting. Not because the demonic energy was growing her impulses, as she had become too used to Mana's rays of loving light to become a thrall to it like this small girl. But the blood. Oh, the blood. The sweet nectar of life that fueled Ashlei's entire existence. It was making her eye twitch just at the prospect of cutting down Cael right here and drinking her whole.

Ashlei let out a short, almost possessive giggle that matched the wide grin that grew across her face. "Tired. I'm tired of these fools that are kissing your boots when You know fully well who owns that delectable figure of yours." Ashlei's eyes had become very sharp. The very blood that had vapoured into the air was finding it's way into her skin, her body. those eyes that could cut a human in twain fell upon Cael, of whom was beginning to show signs of foreign strength. Strength that was not hers. "This bitch should stop trying to hump a leg that they have no right to even glance at." Ashlei's left arm seemed more eager to make a move than her spiteful words. Before her line had even finished, the back of her palm would collide fiercely with Caels face with the intention of throwing her across the room. So even with a small power up from a demonic high, Ashlei's swing would think of it as nothing more than additional weight, just asking for additional force to lift it.

Ashlei's other hand however had already been claimed, now finding it's way within the torso of her beloved. She was warm. Inviting. Tempting. Her staring eyes widened in apparently surprise as she found herself entranced within mana's emerald hue. or was it entrancement? no. It was her desire to explode with her assertiveness. As if surprised that she did not make the move first. "Darling." She spoke, with a soft whisper. "I am tired of people thinking they own you. When in truth, the only one who has claimed you truly is me." Her hand deep within mana's body grabbed firmly onto her spine, yanking her close against her. the scarlet Queens eyes glowed vibrantly, gazing deep into the Emerald abyss of death that was her lover. Moments later, almost as if to spite the girl she so easily tossed aside, she planted her lips against the Queens. She had no intention of stopping either.

Ashlei 'Asthavon-Clixx' Mischevang

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