#truthevade

The shop was hot with the forge throwing off hundreds of degrees of heat. A small breeze struggled to do something to cool the room down, window open and door to the outside left wide. The sound of a hammer striking hot steel between controlled, large cat breathing rang throughout. Metal took shape under Bengali’s hammer, steel stretching and bending into what was quickly shaping into a bracer.

GRAINNE DEF EXUDES THIS ENERGY NGL

And with the most innocent smile,

      A blink at this as he chuckled and sat the glass down, humming as he gazed at the far younger persona user and considered it. “...I forgave him, that was step one really. Tohru... has been tortured for a very long time and... he wanted nothing more than to be accepted and forgiven despite everything. He craves acceptance..” he mused, thinking of the man he intended to marry.

He’s not one of my favs but I don’t get why people hate him THAT much

((i mean ppl shit on him but not ferdinand who does... basically the same shit

          Yunji is a patient creature ------ one had to be, if they expected to live long. While she waits, she makes preparations: ensures the captive man cannot escape his bonds, sends her crows to scout the area surrounding her home, then settles on the couch and watches him. Tied to a chair, still unconscious ------ blood drying at his temples where she’d knocked him out.

(Hmm. Hopefully that won’t have damaged him too badly, now that she thinks about it. It would make him rather useless to her needs if it had, and then she’ll have to dispose of him anyway.)

What manner of creature is he? The beast stirs within him, but it’s not the same beast that slumbers within her ------ a hunger that is altogether familiar and yet so unsettling. Kindred, at least, have lost some of their humanity. This one seems to be lacking it in spite of still very much being human. Mortals never cease to amaze her in how frightening they can be, deep down.

He begins to stir and her head lifts. She is still as a statue, dark eyes focused on the other ------ she does not feign drawing breath, does not pretend to be alive. Either he will walk out of this conversation having learned of frightening new world, or he will leave in a body bag. It really all depends on how cooperative he feels and how generous she feels.

“You know I have a job, Tohru.  Like a real one?  You were there when I arranged it.  I’m not going out to sleep around or whatever stupid bullshit you’ve made up.”

She has a feeling if she does try going past him now, it’ll end poorly for her.