Wrapped in silk

       She stood at the ready, the sudden presence of the one that stood higher than anyone else. A being with irrefutable power that had brought them all together... “Yes, Aizen-sama?” He must have been there for the purpose of her carrying something out-- something that she would do without much questioning. 

        Tonight was loud, she could hear everything-- especially when compared to other nights. “Did I come in at a bad time?” 

Once BITTEN, twice shy.

Feelings of ease wash over her after it is all over and she relaxes for the time being. Almost like a weight lifting off of her shoulders since it means that she goes another day thriving in a world depending on the phrase survival of the fittest. She doesn’t feel misery for the fallen, they would have died one way or another and to challenge her in some cases-- it was nothing but their own fault. 

          A good kill? That is one where the prey in question doesn’t put up much of a fight that could be dangerous on her part. She only picks off others that she knows she can take on while dragging it out for her own enjoyment. Having a bit of time to play with her food is the entertainment before the meal. Any other way and it would be boring not seeing the terror written on their face and the struggle carried out as she doesn’t simply kill them quickly and even keeps them alive as she rips them apart. And if she’s feeling particularly in the mood, they will be consumed in this state before their own eyes. 

I watch the work of my kin bold and boyful Don't do love, don't do friends I was there when you needed me mostSend a wish upon a starBetter if I could find the words to say

       “The thing-- it’s singing to me... What is happening?!”