The albino woman looked to the pink haired water goddess and covered her mouth to stiffel a chuckle at what the other said, she had been called far worse in this life and others from what she remembered. She was a reaper so she was insulted by some of those she claimed and even their loved ones, so this was more like water off a ducks back if anything. Even if she didn't realise it, it seemed like she was going for the worst insult award and failing badly. "Well, I have been called worse and if you really wanna go on about someone's age you should realise you have several years on me, you pathetic old maid."
she said moving forward with a grin on her face, she wasn't looking to insult the other but facts were facts, to look at them Demi looked several years younger but then she also looked like a snow woman which kinda would have made her look eternally youthful. Just like a snow maiden however she was just as if not more deadly as the people she apparently depicted to mortal people. "We both agreed I would scout ahead so we knew exactly what we were dealing with, I'm sorry that your adhd couldn't have you sit still for more than half an hour."
she said calmly as she crossed her arms almost hugging her scythe to her body. "And little girl, I do more than scouting." she said calmly her tone holding a cold chill to it.
She couldn't help but roll her eyes hearing the others complaint, in the reaper's mind she was acting like a brat and it had to stop or one of them was going to be dead shortly and it wouldn't be her that was for damned sure. "Look, if I wanted to deal with a brat I would have came here with her royal fat ass but I am here with you because I thought it would be beneficial to us both."
her voice was showing hints of frustration "Like I said it is what I specialise in, that being said like the rest of my unit I am a trained assassin; so I suggest you quit your bitching or you will feel the sharp edge of my scythe as I reap your whining waste of life."
her voice showing that this wasn't an idle threat, that she would follow through with it, she could make some excuse as to why she left with someone and came back alone. She had grown accustomed to not leaving witnesses or evidence when she was left on her own to do tasks, it was how Cirven had came across the knowledge of the slaughters that happened when she was left on her own and that other side of herself was let out to play. It was the side that she had previously was afraid of but those days had left her thanks to her husband.
It then dawned on her thanks to the bratty water goddess's rant that their guild went against its own theme, it tickled her funny bone just how ironically contradictory it was as they joined a guild that was against rules and laws yet it had its own set of rules, laws and protocols that they had to follow. She understood that there would be some kind of structure she still found it beyond ironic though. "Hay, Pinky. Is it just me or do you find it strangely ironic and contradictory that we joined a guild because we wanted to destroy rules, laws and such yet her royal cream tart has us follow her rules, laws and protocols."
she said scratching the top of her head with the tip of her scythe, then again she also remembered how she was with the guys of the guild, it was like she was so desperate to get a guy "Also someone should tell her, that she isn't the one who's suppose to be acting like a person in a desert needing water. It should be the guy she's wanting, desperate isn't a good look on a woman."
she said as if she was deep in thought on the matter before shuddering, she could only imagine how Cirven would act if she acted like that, then again he would find it amusing most likely but he would likely kick her ass for being stupid. In honesty she would want to be put out of her misery if she ever acted like that, in her mind she would have deserved it.
With a quick step she was behind her guild mate and job partner the sharp blade of her scythe on the pink haired woman's throat, showing her she was more than just a mere scout that skulked in shadows like a coward. "Aww, the thoughts of your dead lover flooding your mind are they?"
she said with a sarcastic tone, normally she would have to go looking into a persons head for such information but she was pretty much yelling it, then again it was easy enough to believe their weren't telepaths around so no need to protect ones thoughts or mind "She was so cruel to you..."
she said reading over the details of the memory "You believed that she loved you, but, she always treated you like a submissive."
she said taking her scythe away from her neck her voice showing she was sympathetic over what she had seen, placing the scythe beside her standing up beside her as she opened her side pouch as if she was looking for something within it. "You showed your affections via fighting... Trase and I show our love the same way... it isn't something that many can understand."
she said looking up, her tone showing she understood what the other woman felt while fighting her, the need to try and fight and kill the one she loved the most in existence, she had even managed it but she was still caught up on her former lover. It was something she wasn't ready to let go of and it could be used as a weakness, something she wouldn't allow right now or ever.
Out of the pouch she brought an orb of white, cyan and royal blue holding it out to the woman "Your lovers very essence, well, what's left of it anyway."
she said bobbing her head slightly from side to side a smile on her face. "A gift."
she said wondering if the other would take it "End the stupid thoughts of her. You bested her, you took her power and yet you seemingly hold regret knowing that one of you were going to die."
it made no sense to the reaper why she would be feeling such things, then again, she had only ever loved her husband and they had a stipulation that they would die together and find each other for the rest of time. "If you consume it, you will take the last of her power... she will completely cease to exist at all. It is about time you put an end to that cycle, don't you think?"
she asked the other her voice warmer than what it normally was, she had no idea why but she wanted to help the other get over the things that seemingly were eating her mind and so putting her at ill ease.
She didn't feel bad for showing the fact she knew about the others past, but fair was fair she guessed as she knew it was hard to believe that someone could know how you felt. "Trase and I were brought up as experiments in a dark guild, well the others that came with us were also in that unit but for this tale they aren't important..."
she started jumping and landing on her scythe still holding out the orb. "We were forced to fight each other day in and day out, when that wasn't happening we where getting tortured in any number of ways or sleeping if we weren't sent out on tasks."
she said her eyes closing for a moment, she was still on full alert in case the other tried something "Devils they called us, the ones charged with cleansing the world of the unworthy and killing the gods of old..."
she said opening her eyes looking to the other dead in the eye with her blood ruby ones "At first we had no taste for it, we just wanted to be kids but we were forced into it and believe me beating the crap out of each other was still better than the punishment that came with refusal. We eventually made it a game pushing the other to their limits and beyond. We went hours, sometimes days without stopping before our bodies finally gave in to exhaustion as we lay on the ground laughing."
she had a smile on her face as she spoke of such days."One day he pushed me to far and my death goddess traits were forced to surface, it was that day I gained my scythe and killed him. Realising what I done I begged and pleaded for it to all be undone, it seemed I had pushed him to far too as his healing factor kicked in and seemingly brought him back from the dead. From that moment we weren't really allowed to fight the others at full strength, they were afraid we would kill them. In honesty we most likely would have but that is an argument for another day. Anyway back to what I was saying, we soon found it was a way we could openly show our feelings to one another without anyone becoming suspicious. It wasn't like we were given much freedom when we were in their care, when we were allowed to just socialise we did have some non combatant tender moments but they where rare as we often so tired we fell asleep sat against a wall our heads touching."
she let the other know "As you now know I'm telepathic, it is how I could communicate with him and the others when we were trapped in our rooms but he was the only one I would let past my defences... the only one I would allow wander around my mind."
she said softly her eyes mimicking her tone "Recently we got married it was a glorious affair, we fought and made our stipulations... we even destroyed the church and painted our garments in blood. It was such a beautiful dance, the world could have been ending but we only had eyes for the other. That is our love, so, like I said I can understand the way you showed yours but unlike you I will never allow myself to be under his foot like you allowed yourself to be with her."
she leaned forward more allowing the orb to be taken once more, watching to see what would be done with it. She was curious but she realised it was something the other may wish to do in private if she did take the gift she was offering.
She could see the primal beast within the other ready to come out and play, she recognised it because she herself had that side of her, the side that she very rarely allowed to come out due to fear of enjoying the outcome. She had spilt blood at the command of others all her life and even as a reaper she continued to do so, she didn't like taking life if she could help it. Then again it wasn't something she could help now was it? She was a reaper by birth and raised to be a weapon that wiped out the world of the unworthy. "Aww, have you been butt hurt by wealthy children in the past then pinky?"
she said sarcastically rolling her eyes "Children mirror what they see, they're all sociopaths until they're fourteen, sad but true fact."
she said jumping off her scythe landing in front of the other without so much as a sound. "I am not hesitant of doing anything, I just know what it is like to be a child manipulated by others and so want them to create their own paths. Some of them can be tainted and used as allies later in their development, those that don't conform... well everything dies eventually."
she said with a grin her hand going to her scythe it reacting and coming to her hand as if a master summoning a loyal servant. "To many, you or I could be scum and sure we might well be but we are better than those damned fools, likely more powerful too."
she said her voice as cold as a blizzard as she spoke on the matter, she played for the long game something her short sighted associate obviously did not. Hearing part of the pink haired woman's speech made her burst out into hysterics.
She couldn't believe that she had just called herself a reaper, she was far from it at best a blood thirsty beast that would be used before being put down herself. "Listen Pinky, you are far from a reaper or you would know there are rules, guidelines, laws and protocols we don't go against."
her eyes going to her scythe for a moment before she held it out with a single hand, something that should be impossible but it was happening the blunt part this time at her throat "Also you would have a weapon that allowed you to reap the souls, something you do not. My race are rare and the reapers within it rarer still, so don't kid yourself."
her tone deadly serious on the matter "I play the long game you short sighted nitwit, like I said, children like these will be the leaders of tomorrow; if groomed correctly they can be of use to our cause."
she said her tone not changing from what it was, her eyes closed for a moment as she thought back to just how many children she killed while in Cor Torva to save them from another day of pain, how many children she had killed because she was ordered to be it by Cor Torva, Home or as a reaper.
Her eyes opened looking to the other "Once you hear children slowly die by fire and have to watch their last agonising moments of suffering as they realise they are going to die in pain and alone, you can judge me, until then you can shut the fuck up about me and my decisions."
she growled her scythe losing it elegant and decorative becoming more barbed as barbed wire seemed to crawl from it like ivy wrapping around her body "I've been doing this job longer than yours or that failure of a lovers soul have been around..."
the whites of her eyes turning black, the blood ruby of her eyes turning indigo with the pupil and the external ring of her eyes going carmine red "A failure I have never been you arrogant little bitch."
it was clear that this was no longer the woman that she had just been talking to previously, the aura that was coming off of her was pure hatred and the want of her death. Right now the town they were in didn't exist, she wanted the pink haired bitch dead and it would happen if she had her way.
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Total Word Count: 6,668@Sarisha Huxx