- ChaoQueen Of The Sands
- Joined : 2010-06-03
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Age : 28
Fri Jun 21, 2013 7:00 am
Template By: [THEFROST]
The days passed by idly, her stare almost lost into the skies of Hueco Mundo. Why was she here again? What was her purpose to be in this place? She didn't understand why she followed Ashlei; she hated her sister, but often kept her calm composure of a mask on. There was no way to tell that the girl was faking affection and care; and in a way she wasn't. But she hated Ashlei; that desire in her body had led her to kill them all, and the regret and hate had turned her into a hollow. The girl's fiery red hair danced as she stood naked in the middle of the boudoir. The girl let herself just watch her own body, letting a snarl show on her face. But it was wiped off easily, as the girl returned to that bland, boring self. The fiery red hair, although beautiful, seemed to often be phased out by others; her very self was something that she never allowed out, regardless of if it was truthful or not. The girl just let out another sigh, as she slowly slipped on clothes; she had to look prim and proper. Today she was aiming to go outside, and go elsewhere then here; perhaps the human world, a city that had no dome and wander the streets. But still, she had a feeling that such a day was not going to happen; it never did for the Mischevang. She always had something or the other to do for her darling sister; and sometimes.. it got annoying she would admit.
Speak of the devil; her sister had knocked at her door, just as Nyx had put everything away and was finishing making tea. With a soft sigh, she began to boil some blood tea, a specialty that only she would make, as her steps glided towards the door. Schooling her face, she opened the door with a soft smile. ''Yes.. I'm sorry I was finishing some tea.'' she said, charmingly, gently. The smile was perfect, as she gently bowed, and stepped aside, letting her sister enter her room. The girl would in fact go over to the tea pots, and check the tea, pouring a cup of warm blood tea, and bring it over to the sitting area. She assumed that the other only had official business; and that she would close the door behind her. But the nervousness.. that made Nyx's heart tremble. The love wanted to hold her sister, and care for her, but the jealous hate wanted to tell her to stop being weak. She let nothing show, as she seated herself elegantly, ever the caring, older sister, as she waited for her younger one to speak to her. After all, it wasn't every day that the Queen of Hollows presented herself to you, and regardless of such, it didn't seem to matter other then official tidings.. or needing something that Nyx always could give. She idly wondered what happened to her pet, but left it to no further thought, as she waited for Ashlei to come, sit and present to her what she needed. Or perhaps.. what she wanted.
Either or was pleasant enough for her to continue on with today.
Ashlei was worried about something. Nyx was not stupid by any means; she could see, feel, taste the anxiousness of the other. It was not like her sister was any sort of.. subtle about it to be fair. And Nyx often had the chances to watch her sister, and learn everything about her; from the habit of her warm tea, and well.. other small things. The girl bowed to her; the Queen bowed to another. How weird right? And that odd smile.. Nyx had the temptation to just rip off the corner of her face and watch the blood splatter; but the Mischevang held herself back, and even squashed that impulse in her deepest core. That war within her.. it was chaotic to say the least, but Nyx had a good control of herself. It took her how long to snap at her lover's adoration for her younger sister? A long time, and that was the fortitude of the arrancar. And when Ashlei entered? She provided small talk; even more unusual for what most considered the queen of Arrancar. ''I am fine.. the day has been quite interesting in the simplest of mornings.'' she said, as the other entered the room, and she was busy with the tea. So she didn't answer right away; but instead waited until they were seated, and Ashlei had her tea. ''And nothing particular, I was just perhaps thinking of a trip to the human world.. change of location once in a while is good for a healthy living.''
She had repeated some anecdote or something like that. Not that it mattered; Ashlei then provided an answer to her visit; and then promptly showed something else. Not pain, but terror of something; and Nyx knew that innate feeling. For a simple moment, the girl's elegant facade remained; but then the next, the tea cup was on the table, and a cloth at the other girl's mouth. ''Use this to wipe what you have now. I'll be right back.'' she said, her tone affectionate, sisterly; of course, when it came to pressure, the Mischevang could easily choose her path. But that path always ended up like this; love and care, despite that unsettling hate in the deepest of her being. The girl picked up a bucket, wet a rag to cool down the body, and even grabbed a few coagulents; so slow down bleeding per say. She wandered back to Ashlei, and handed her the bucket, and put the pills on the table. ''If you feel nauseous again, use the bucket. I don't mind of it.'' she said softly, as she slowly pulled her sister's forehead to her own, and pressed it against hers. The soft touch of her sister's skin against her own was almost soothing; and it was something similar, as Nyx always did this when the girl was younger. A familiar habit; and even though the arrancar wanted to hate the Queen of Hollows to the deepest of her souls, she knew she would have to contend with the love that hid that soul too. It was.. annoying.
But Nyx was more concerned with the immidiate health of her sister.