For some reason, her mind had begun to settle on things that years ago she would find detestable, deplorable, and unimaginable that she could ever come to terms with. Though the couple of years spent mentally traumatized, she hadn't let that get in the way of progressing through the problems she had. Honestly, after all that happened in Magnolia, it only strengthened the idea that guilds of all types were pathetic in anything aside from loyalty. All the exposure of these Savage Skull mages had started to convey the idea that other guilds were cowards. Despite what she knew, what she believed, what she lived through... There was just that one idea that she knew who was and who was not believed to be in that crowd of rather horrible people. What she was against was always just things told to her until she first encountered Harrigan had turned to become a further growing in her path. What would make her do such a thing? Possibly the only excuse she could come forth with is that to shine brightest in the light, one must explore the darkness and find the light hidden within.
Through this time in her return, she had the time to personally view the way the order of the guild worked from the top it seemed. Her guild mistress, the raven mistress, the only thing she could think to call her. She knew not a name to go by, but the womans appearance and the given details of the bit of a conversation that they had during the time she was used as bait had served to be what it was. The long, raven black hair and the seemingly large smell of death on her, the torturous manner of pain she inflicted simply implied the feeling of a raven. Beautiful in appearance, but deadly to all once it got too close. Surely, she'd find a way to get herself more accepted into this guild, through the raven's eyes even... More than just that innocent soul to use as a hostage. Whether she was aware of her healing ability from her magic was beyond her, but it was more than what she expected of it. Her hand lightly trailed along the front of her neck, remembering the feeling of the Raven Mistress slicing along it. That feeling... that of her blood leaving her body felt close, but nowhere similar to either time that she'd ever had her chest concaved into.
Blue orbs slid left to right, looking about as she didn't really realize why she was in this place again. Over the last few weeks, the feeling of her mind taking her body places left her in the strangest places. First, Beanstalk village... Or what two years time left of the place had given her a better outlook on the aftermath of something that happened to her. The other place she'd find herself at was this large, metal birdcage looking place. There, she could picture a younger child sitting there; her long red hair left down and cascading down her back. A long, black dress that had been tailored to her smaller form, and a saddened depressed look on her face. She just sat there, eyes trained to the bottom of this cage. These images made her choke up, finding it nearly impossible to speak. In fact, her subconscious could not stand to be here in her normal form, to which her body had contorted her appearance to the disguised appearance that Sayrn and Madison had developed. A long haired blonde, tied up into twin tails with two thin black ribbons. As she stood in the entrance, a voice called out to her. She didn't even react as her body hadn't even moved, her mind didn't get jumpy or move in the slightest. With the feeling of her body calming from the company, a black hazey looking energy would disrobe the appearance, leaving only a red haired girl of the same height, standing in nothing but a lab coat and lingerie. "Actually a lot, sir... I-"
She choked up and let out a sigh in her pause, her arms folding at her sides as she wondered how to work out her feelings. "Two years ago... I sat in here as a prisoner... I detested this guild, it's morals. Now I stand here, a member, something different. I feel different. I had to develop a disguise and... It just feels like before and now are just... It's..."
Without a thought, her body turned around, hugging onto this stranger in silence, a moment of weakness in her mental stability that she couldn't think would happen now of all times. "I just.. need to fit in more..."
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