#nessanightray

                   a parry followed by a swift prise de fer was executed to an invisible target, yet completed with such   accuracy   that a opponent may as well have existed. satisfied, vanessa dropped the gleaming silver blade to her side. ❝   certainly not my father,  ❞ she mumbled her reply, sheathing the sword. ❝   he wouldn’t have approved.   lucky   for me, my brothers are a bit more progressive in their thinking.  ❞

He really wishes that Vincent would just meet with him at Pandora headquarters instead of insisting that he comes all the way here, especially after he’d made it clear that he didn’t want to come back more than he absolutely had to. But his brother had said something about wanting to see him urgently; which had apparently just been a need to eat lunch with him, much to his annoyance, which left his grumbling a bit as he tries to sneak out of the mansion before anyone else notices he’s there.

Which apparently wasn’t going to be the case, and he hopes his shock doesn’t show too clearly on his features when he spots his (adopted) sister coming out of a room just down the hall. After a rather long moment where he tries to figure out a polite way to bolt down the hall in the opposite direction, he instead rather hesitantly continues walks over to her, giving her a rather awkward little wave.

                               taking great interest in the smoothing of her skirts, she broke eye contact with lady before it had barely even begun. moreso than the other nightrays, nessa seemed to uphold the olden ways. as a low-born, she ought not even speak to her. and yet, echo could never seem to develop the tact of a proper lady. 

       she knows this woman. perhaps not in the way one would think. no, Raven does not know her personally but knows she is of the blood that tried and FAILED to chain themselves with her. it was not that they lacked-- it was already pre-determined who she would be contracted to. they did not know that and she did not have the strength to tell them during that time. perhaps the woman hates her for what was done to her siblings, but there is little to no regret nor guilt from the chain. 

FIRST FIVE ASKS GET A KISS

Ava takes a moment to contemplate the question. Then, she takes a short, but confident breath.

"I believe pride is a virtuous quality to have, and because of that, it is the proud one's responsibility not to transform this virtue into a fault. Indeed, pride is a difficult thing to handle: one can accomplish many things, beautiful things even, with it and the self-confidence that comes along. It is only right that you gain pride through your exploits, but you have to be careful enough to notice if your pride starts climbing up to your head. Then, all that you touch may begin to fall into the void of meaninglessness; and it will be tempting to quickly fill it with ill-favoured things, things that you shouldn’t be proud of...

Send ‘May I have a kiss?’ and my muse will kiss your muse no matter who they are.