SEVEN DEADLY SINS

♪ Erina saw her first, from a pretty good distance and that’s what made her stop running. Armageddon was out of breath and she wasn’t sure if the lady was an enemy. She was reaching for weapon, so…

♪ “Loud?” Ah, “That’s what happens when you run...Right?” Running, no matter how hard you tried, you were loud. It was why during situations like this you had to be quiet. Unfortunately, the Armageddon hadn’t thought of that. She just really wishes that Chase will be fine. 

☓ Ara attempted to take a step back, but with quick but gentle hand, Wrath places it on the small of Ara’s back, to prevent her from moving away any further. You can see the rage inside of them, but everything they’re doing is calm, gentle….For now. Wrath is looking right into Ara’s eyes and when the ginger speaks, the ground tremors again. 

The girl paused at the touch to her back, spine snapping straight in an attempt to minimize the contact between the two. As she allowed her eyes to meet those of the intruder, she realized the enormity of her mistake—it was clear she was dealing with things far more powerful than she could ever hope to be. 

☓ Judging by the looks on Ara’s face, it was about DAMN time she realized the errors of her ways. They listen as the other speaks. Ah, she had been so confident before, but Wrath definitely likes this side of Ara better. Nails grazes against her back, over her clothes. Eyes lowers to look at her legs, then those eyes are looking back into the ginger’s. They’ll step back now. There’s no way Ara’s going to be able to refuse, so they’ll give some space. “I know where she is.” Wrath points a middle finger at Ara, “You get her, you bring her to me, and I’ll leave you be. You won’t ever hear from me again.” 

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♪ Erina saw her first, from a pretty good distance and that’s what made her stop running. Armageddon was out of breath and she wasn’t sure if the lady was an enemy. She was reaching for weapon, so...

☓ The ground shook beneath them due to the ever growing rage within Wrath. They believed Envy to be the most dangerous sin, but that wasn’t the truth. If anyone should fear a Sin, it was definitely going to be Wrath. A strong huff passes through nostrils and it only takes one stride to be up in Ara’s face. So much shorter than them, Wrath is almost practically looking down at the ginger.

She attempted to take a step back as the other approached, stumbling slightly as her legs adjusted to the stable ground once more. The stranger was using a tactic Ara had seen numerous times—people were never afraid to use her height against her, and though the intimidation was familiar, the girl was still shaken. She had no clue what she had entered into, and even with her false confidence, she feared further provoking the other. 

☓ Ara attempted to take a step back, but with quick but gentle hand, Wrath places it on the small of Ara’s back, to prevent her from moving away any further. You can see the rage inside of them, but everything they’re doing is calm, gentle....For now. Wrath is looking right into Ara’s eyes and when the ginger speaks, the ground tremors again. 

☓ They really hated liars, and they were very good at finding out about liars. The unappreciated look is evident on their face. “Let’s say for a moment that what you’re saying is actually the truth,” Now they’re pretty close to the ginger. Not enough to where nose could touch, but enough to where if Wrath wanted to, they could wrap their fingers around Ara’s neck easily without leaning or such. “If you don’t have anybody, then I’ll just have to handle you. Say; how long can YOU handle the pain? How long would it take until you began falling to little pieces?”

“—I’m not afraid of you.” Ara trembled as she spoke the words, steady gaze faltering even as her steely tone refused to cease. The psychic was exceptionally fearful of what power the other might hold, but relief that Griffon and her family would remain safe was enough to bolster her false confidence. As long as the people who had cared for her remained safe, her own fate hardly mattered—at the very least, Ara would be able to boast that she had died with her pride. 

☓ The ground shoo beneath them due to the ever growing rage within Wrath. They believed Envy to be the most dangerous sin, but that wasn’t the truth. If anyone should fear a Sin, it was definitely going to be Wrath. A strong huff passes through nostrils and it only takes one stride to be up in Ara’s face. So much shorter than them, Wrath is almost practically looking down at the ginger.

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☓ Of course they didn’t except Ara to just say ‘YEAH! I’ll help you find the girl, NO PROBLEM.’ They knew this was going to be a challenge. After all, Ara was quite stubborn. Stubborn could get you in a LOT of trouble too. Wrath reminds calm, voice still chilled, relaxed, and just monotonous all together. They’re getting out of their seat and approaching Ara, slowly. “I do, actually.” They begin, “Because if you don’t….Those you care about? Those you love…They will die. I will kill them.” 

The words caused her to pause, bright eyes flickering over the stoic features of the intruder. Ara knew it was no idle threat—the brunet’s voice dripped with power and promise, of the irrefutable suffering that would be rained down upon her if she refused to comply. “I don’t have anyone left to care about.” Briefly, her mind flashed to the Singer family; the few people that had managed to make her life bearable throughout her father’s betrayal. They were as reckless as they were brave, but she knew their capability would keep them alive through an encounter with the person before her. The psychic was feeble and frail—Griffon would be able to fight a hundred wars and still stand strong—she would take on her friend’s threat without a thought. 

☓ They really hated liars, and they were very good at finding out about liars. The unappreciated look is evident on their face. “Let’s say for a moment that what you’re saying is actually the truth,” Now they’re pretty close to the ginger. Not enough to where nose could touch, but enough to where if Wrath wanted to, they could wrap their fingers around Ara’s neck easily without leaning or such. “If you don’t have anybody, then I’ll just have to handle you. Say; how long can YOU handle the pain? How long would it take until you began falling to little pieces?”

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✘ “Of course. Those people don’t know anything or much...But~” He knows of a group that knows a lot about her. He knows seven in fact. He may be one of the ones who knows about Mindy, but Father’s a very busy man. He can’t always keep track. 

ID. ︳ UNKNOWN.

✘  “Nothing I heard from those people.” He waves a free hand dismissively. “They don’t talk about anything interesting when it comes to you. At least---Not anything interesting that I’d like to know.”  Bright blues looks over at her, he smiles, “What’s the matter? Feeling a little unease?” She can try hiding from him, but he can always see right through people. 

☓ They shrug and lean back but hands are still folded “It’s the skills that was bestowed onto me since I was nothing more than a fetus,” There’s another shrug after they speak. Their eyes will travel up and down, calculating if this woman could actually do what they need her to do. 

“That’s…a lot more information than I needed to know.” The redhead swallowed a small look of disgust as she moved further into the room, placing her purse upon the small table adjacent to the bed. Ara no point in attempting to argue with the other over their intrusion—if they had worked this hard to find her, the psychic knew she stood no chance on forcing them out of her room. 

☓ Of course they didn’t except Ara to just say ‘YEAH! I’ll help you find the girl, NO PROBLEM.’ They knew this was going to be a challenge. After all, Ara was quite stubborn. Stubborn could get you in a LOT of trouble too. Wrath reminds calm, voice still chilled, relaxed, and just monotonous all together. They’re getting out of their seat and approaching Ara, slowly. “I do, actually.” They begin, “Because if you don’t....Those you care about? Those you love...They will die. I will kill them.” 

☓ They tap fingers along the desk they’re sitting close to. One leg is brought over the other as they begin to hum with a nod. “It wasn’t hard, to be honest. Just a few tweaks here and there and I’m in.” There’s a shrug with that. 

“That’s…comforting.” Her brow furrowed as she surveyed the other’s casual posture, humming quietly before shrugging off her purse, deciding that the brunet wouldn’t be leaving anytime soon. “The door didn’t even look as though it had been tampered with. Impressive.”

☓ They shrug and lean back but hands are still folded “It’s the skills that was bestowed onto me since I was nothing more than a fetus,” There’s another shrug after they speak. Their eyes will travel up and down, calculating if this woman could actually do what they need her to do. 

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“…the person who managed to—miraculously—break into my hotel room?” The psychic cocked her head curiously, musing over the irritation in the other woman’s gaze. Ara wasn’t certain what warranted such displeasure from the person sitting within her room, but she was curious as to what she was needed for. 

☓ They tap fingers along the desk they’re sitting close to. One leg is brought over the other as they begin to hum with a nod. “It wasn’t hard, to be honest. Just a few tweaks here and there and I’m in.” There’s a shrug with that. 

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♪ “You can prevent catching a cold by cleaning yourself up when you get home, right?” She wasn’t sure how it worked, because she never did catch a cold and she did love the rain. She didn’t know what Chase was talking about when he said that humans were selfish. This man wasn’t selfish at all.