—— FOOLISH? Such a relevant, significant word from someone who holds no relevance to their name.
“Enlighten me, then: what has she kept from me? What is so important that has been kept secret from me?” It is no secret that his mother is mysterious–and secretive, too. Even if he was a naive boy several years ago, he would always find a ring of secrecy surround her which, in response, prompted a rush of curiosity to flood his senses. He understood that some things are meant to be left unsaid, however, and he simply departed from those thoughts with that exact logic in mind. He never wished to purposely upset his mother with his prying inquiries, so he had tried his best not to ask for too much out of her when his curiosity became unbearable.
Jin takes notice of the sudden movement of her body, an indication of a very specific request. He immediately assumes it to be a demand for a fight, and he complies to it wholeheartedly. If he is unable to speak and force the spirit out of his mother’s body, then he has no choice but to resort to his very own fists and beat the spirit out of her.
Curling her feet she moved on the ground as a mad dash consumed her as she ran continuously clashing with Jin one punch over the other, as electricity started to rupture through the entire room. Her glare being cold and sinister, understanding quite well that Jin didn't know much of his mother and that she could use to her advantage. She trailed her eyes on the serious determination of his. As she continued to breathe in electric sparks continuing to fly as she clashed with him each blow by blow.
"Your mother had dreams too..she's sacrificed much..and for what..? Your the reason why she left..your the reason why she's this way..because of your existence..your not a true Kazama..just like me."
She started to laugh a little more as more of the sticky substance fell onto Jin's shoulders as they fought, and some even on his leg, one of them turning into a spike from below skimming his shirt just barely. She could feel the darkness boil within her chest as she bit her lower lip, electrifying in such a great adrenaline rush she was receiving.
"Do you accept your fate? You are the burden your mother had to carry..because of you she was never really happy."
She said as another snicker formed on her lips, as she told him everything, while still possessing this body. Will he succumb to what she is telling him? Or is the things she is telling him the truth? She knew what to say and how to say it..that is exactly what kind of woman she is. Sinister, Tantalizing, and manipulative.
