#sirens-shock

Somewhere in the many nooks and crannies of Sanctuary lll, Sammy followed close to her fellow mechanic and mentor closely, eyes scanning for anything that needed....fixing is what Ellie called it. Really, Sammy thinks she just wanted the girl out of her room and moving around instead of shut in indefinitely. Especially after the death of a certain pair of cult leaders and regaining of her abilities.

Sammy noticed one of the panels guarding a maintenance panel five or six doors down, and didn’t bat an eye at leaving Akachi’s side. Unbeknownst to Sammy, as she fiddled with panel, her eyes squinting to carefully tend to the circuits, someone loomed just behind. Before she could even recognize something was standing behind her, something wooden slammed into the side of her head, sending her and her tools both crashing to the ground. 

Sammy was so taken aback, she didn’t realize her attacker calling her an ‘ex-cultist phaseleeching bitch’ past the ringing in her ears until she had torn back to her feet and tackled him to the ground. Sammy held her assailant’s shoulders pinned to the ground by her knees, her left hand planted firmly against his forehead, pinning his head too.

A series of red ribbon-like rays of...something flowed from under her palm and into her wrist and arm, the tattoos glowing with a fever pitch as they rose in luminosity. To anyone who’d bore witness to Lilith’s leeching, the ribbons were all too familiar. The man groaned and tried to move away, struggling to move his head under her grasp.

Then, just as quickly as it started, it ended. Sammy’s grasp loosened, and she heaved, falling to her side and breathing like she’d been breathless underwater. The man now beside her clawed his way backwards, shaking like a leaf and paler than the snows of Southern Shelf.

     The reports had come in several times, bandits eying some woman that had made her way into Lynchwood and had been wandering as well for only God knew how long. But that wasn’t what had caught her attention, it was the hesitation in taking action against her because she had the markings of a Siren. Though, no one mentioned if this was the Siren that they were in search for. Nonetheless, this is what had brought Nisha out of her office and to the centre of Lynchwood, where sure enough she had seen the woman and even prompted the question of whether or not she was lost.

The first time you were truly happy in a while was when you met her. She was helping mentor your daughter. You might have fallen in love a bit, but you never confessed. She was so understanding, so maternal, and she wasn’t bad to talk to either. Maybe you loved her too much to tell her. Maybe you just didn’t want things to get messy between you two. Either way, you’d fallen for her. Your daughter loved her too. It was perfect, but you never had the guts to confess. Men, women, they came and went, the last time you’d fallen in love was... Cupid. She was so aptly named, her smile could make anyone fall in love. 

[SFW Dominance Acts]

[ clean ]  your muse cleaning a smudge of something off mine’s cheek , forehead , etc .   feel free to specify what and how .

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