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Violate, my dearest, I think you are… @monstruousumbra

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Aiacos laughs fondly, reaching out to push Violate’s hair away from her face.  “What should I start with? Your violence, your strength that allowed you to pull yourself above the dirt and beyond the shadows...that strength has always been yours, not mine.”

my muse’s diary: the diary entry from the day our muse’s met. @monstruousumbra

   04-05.

   Today I met some more Specters. They all seem annoyed and grumpy, as if they haven’t eaten in days. But then I see they are angry with me, or maybe I am just imagining things. Anyway...! I saw the Garuda Judge too, him and his Right Wing. That is how he calls the Behemoth Specter, a woman different from any I have seen before.

   Mother would say she is vulgar and too noisy for a woman. Too big, too ungracious. Her movements are rough, and she walks like she is trying to kill some bugs on the ground. That’s what mother would have to say about her, but I see more.

   Violate - this can’t be a real name - was walking behind Aiacos, but you could see how all the other specters respected her. Or they were afraid of her. In any event, she is respected and seem as superior among these soldiers. They don’t look down on her, and she always draws people’s attention the minute she enters a room.

   Interesting - mother was just like that. Strong, glaring, not afraid of any man. Mother was like that.

   Pandora was about to explain her situation when the beautiful - and angry - woman said a very problematic word. One of the worsts anyone could say. And because the girl was as impressionable as she was naive, Pandora could only stare at Violate, her mouth almost hitting the ground.

   “Ooh... You said something really bad, lady!” The reprehension came into a slow whisper, just like her mother used to do when she had said something too pervasive to one of her male guests. Not angry or disappointed, a mere warning about her manners.

   But she still held her thigh firmly, like if she let her go, something horrible would happen.

meet my character as a child. @monstruousumbra

   Pandora never ran when she was a child. Her mother and guardian taught her better; walk fast if you need to, but never run. It is impolite for a Lady to act as a street boy, messing around as if she has nothing good to do. But that day, just that one, she forgot her manners and run as fast as she could, her hasty movements and harsh breath giving away her despair.

   “H-Hey!!” And what a relief to see someone after turning a corner, an adult that could help her somehow. She didn’t stop running, literally throwing herself at the strange, holding their waist and hiding behind their legs. Pandora trembled from toes to the top of her head, looking up at the - surprise! - beautiful woman whom she used as a human shield.

   "What...?" Eh. He wasn't expecting for that, for he didn't think about that in the first place. Regulus stared back at the Specter, big blue eyes wide open.

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