As dark as day, as cold as fire.

[OPEN] As dark as day, as cold as fire.

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10-29-2014, 01:11 AM

Naira

Lies. Lies lies lies. The whole world is full of them, it's always been so. It was with this thought that Naira second guessed the one called Panzram. She remained on her knees however, and just kind of sank down, so that she was on her side, legs folded under her. She stared at the ground, thinking. Vale spoke, a trace, just a hint, of kindness in his voice. She turned her head and pricked her ears to catch his words.

"Perhaps...." she answered his question. It was not a question at all really, more like a statement, a fact, but she replied anyway. She gazed after him as he started leaving, but the so called devil spoke again. Her mind whirled at the sound of his voice, lost and spinning. She did not like it. No, not one bit. He spoke to Vale, and so she did not feel obliged to jump into the conversation. But then Panzram turned to her. He ordered her to get up, and so, like a habit, she did not respond until a little while after, pulling herself up with a mighty lurch.

She looked down upon him, listening to his words. No, she did not listen actually. She was lost in thought as an all too familiar voice whispered to her. You are bigger. Stronger. Smarter. You do not need him, you really don't. Yes, she knew now, she did not need him, not at all. She had to grow up and protect herself now. It was strange, having no one around to protect her, yet abuse her at the exact same time. But she did not want that anymore. She wanted to be her own master now. Shape her own dreams and future, her own habits and mind. She no longer needed a master. No, she would be just fine.

"I do not seek your protection, devil. I will not search for my master any longer," she said. Her voice was empty, tired for the moment as she glanced at Vale. She nodded at the brown beast before following Vale outside.

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...and bleeding out.

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