01-15-2020, 10:51 PM
[font=trebuchet ms]Repressing her issues, for a time, had seemed to be getting easier.
Holding the shards of her inner being in place had been an ordeal to begin with, forcing the broken pieces to form the facade of a complete and undamaged soul. A broken vase would never again look like its unbroken self, she knew that as well as anyone, and trying to make it do so just left you with cuts in your pawpads. Yet, what choice did she have? Everyone else had enough problems of their own without Rin foisting hers onto their shoulders.
Over the years, as she'd bandaged up her paws again and again, the pieces had ground each others' edges away, enough so that they started to look like they fit together. But her grip wasn't everlasting- eventually, something forced her to let go for the briefest of moments, and the pieces spilled back onto the floor. This time around, it so happened that there were witnesses.
They weren't as bitter that she had burdened them with her problems as she had expected. Many of them were more angered that she'd hidden it in the first place.
Rin knew they were right, but that made her no more eager to let the broken vase fall apart entirely.
As Nemhain shuffled into the house, Rin turned to face her, and heaved a sigh- mostly of relief, but tinged with exhaustion. At least she wasn't alone for the moment. She didn't know when she might see... that again, but if Nemhain was there, she could help her snap out of it.
...Nemhain could "feel" it? To what extent? Rin briefly glanced down at the floorboards, still stained with the snake's blood. She supposed it made sense that her persona could feel the same things she did, but did she feel it at the same severity? If so, how was she still functional?
Blinking, Rin answered, "I saw... something I didn't want to." Shaking her head, she glanced up at Nemhain, unable to hide the concern in her eyes. "Did I wake you up?" Hopefully she hadn't woken her up every time she'd had a nightmare, or a bout of insomnia. Rin's sleep schedule had caused enough problems without those problems extending to other Elysites as well. Though in a sense, hadn't they already? After all, she'd been making-
Touching a paw to her temple, she lowered her head and squeezed her eyes shut. She couldn't think straight. "They're- they were waiting for me," she whispered. "The figures, they were... reapers, just darker." Tugging at her scarf, she murmured, "But they looked like..."
She didn't want to think about it. Thinking about it just made it hurt worse, or rather, it hurt her worse. Maybe she deserved that kind of pain, she couldn't say for sure, but... with a low, wheezing chuckle, she asked, "Trying to repress it just hurts you, doesn't it, Nemhain?"
Holding the shards of her inner being in place had been an ordeal to begin with, forcing the broken pieces to form the facade of a complete and undamaged soul. A broken vase would never again look like its unbroken self, she knew that as well as anyone, and trying to make it do so just left you with cuts in your pawpads. Yet, what choice did she have? Everyone else had enough problems of their own without Rin foisting hers onto their shoulders.
Over the years, as she'd bandaged up her paws again and again, the pieces had ground each others' edges away, enough so that they started to look like they fit together. But her grip wasn't everlasting- eventually, something forced her to let go for the briefest of moments, and the pieces spilled back onto the floor. This time around, it so happened that there were witnesses.
They weren't as bitter that she had burdened them with her problems as she had expected. Many of them were more angered that she'd hidden it in the first place.
Rin knew they were right, but that made her no more eager to let the broken vase fall apart entirely.
As Nemhain shuffled into the house, Rin turned to face her, and heaved a sigh- mostly of relief, but tinged with exhaustion. At least she wasn't alone for the moment. She didn't know when she might see... that again, but if Nemhain was there, she could help her snap out of it.
...Nemhain could "feel" it? To what extent? Rin briefly glanced down at the floorboards, still stained with the snake's blood. She supposed it made sense that her persona could feel the same things she did, but did she feel it at the same severity? If so, how was she still functional?
Blinking, Rin answered, "I saw... something I didn't want to." Shaking her head, she glanced up at Nemhain, unable to hide the concern in her eyes. "Did I wake you up?" Hopefully she hadn't woken her up every time she'd had a nightmare, or a bout of insomnia. Rin's sleep schedule had caused enough problems without those problems extending to other Elysites as well. Though in a sense, hadn't they already? After all, she'd been making-
Touching a paw to her temple, she lowered her head and squeezed her eyes shut. She couldn't think straight. "They're- they were waiting for me," she whispered. "The figures, they were... reapers, just darker." Tugging at her scarf, she murmured, "But they looked like..."
She didn't want to think about it. Thinking about it just made it hurt worse, or rather, it hurt her worse. Maybe she deserved that kind of pain, she couldn't say for sure, but... with a low, wheezing chuckle, she asked, "Trying to repress it just hurts you, doesn't it, Nemhain?"
[spoiler=tags (06/13/20)]
[font=trebuchet ms]• Warringkingdoms Kepler-Langley
• aka "Rin"
• this isn't the name she was born with, but she's keeping it
• Magna of Elysium
• held the Pisces title while part of The Ascendants
• former cleric of The Ascendants
• female
• npc x npc
• 61 months old
• ages on the 11th of every month
• is unaware that she has a mutation causing her to not physically age beyond five years
• base form is a black-and-white bicolor Norwegian Forest Cat with one green eye
• has three green streaks running horizontally on both cheeks, and one green stripe on each front leg, still doesn't know why
• wears a green scarf with multiple tears in the fabric
• has scars from arrow wound on right front leg and right shoulder, as well as burn scars on her left shoulder, right side, and tail tip, bite marks on her left front and back legs, and claw marks on her face, neck, and chest
• is missing her right eye and her lower left canine tooth
• has also appeared in other bodies, current form will be specified in battle posts
• powers:
• telekinesis - proficient in, hasn't mastered (usually takes 5% of reserves per use)
• conjuration - proficient in, hasn't mastered (usually takes 5% of reserves per use)
• shapeshifting - not proficient in (currently having difficulty using on command)
• fire elementals - not proficient in
• health transfer - not proficient in
• water elementals - not proficient in
• clairvoyance - semi-discovered, not proficient in
• starts every thread with 100% reserves
• physical difficulty: medium-hard
• mental difficulty: hard
• used to have retrograde amnesia due to a head injury; has recovered her memories, but prefers not to think about them
• has a persona named Nemhain, who she has a mental bond with
• single, not looking
• recent events:
• lost an eye in an assassination attempt by Caesar Cipher
• helped fight off the Messenger
• recovered from her injuries
• PM @Verdigris to plot
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[font=trebuchet ms]• Warringkingdoms Kepler-Langley
• aka "Rin"
• this isn't the name she was born with, but she's keeping it
• Magna of Elysium
• held the Pisces title while part of The Ascendants
• former cleric of The Ascendants
• female
• npc x npc
• 61 months old
• ages on the 11th of every month
• is unaware that she has a mutation causing her to not physically age beyond five years
• base form is a black-and-white bicolor Norwegian Forest Cat with one green eye
• has three green streaks running horizontally on both cheeks, and one green stripe on each front leg, still doesn't know why
• wears a green scarf with multiple tears in the fabric
• has scars from arrow wound on right front leg and right shoulder, as well as burn scars on her left shoulder, right side, and tail tip, bite marks on her left front and back legs, and claw marks on her face, neck, and chest
• is missing her right eye and her lower left canine tooth
• has also appeared in other bodies, current form will be specified in battle posts
• powers:
• telekinesis - proficient in, hasn't mastered (usually takes 5% of reserves per use)
• conjuration - proficient in, hasn't mastered (usually takes 5% of reserves per use)
• shapeshifting - not proficient in (currently having difficulty using on command)
• fire elementals - not proficient in
• health transfer - not proficient in
• water elementals - not proficient in
• clairvoyance - semi-discovered, not proficient in
• starts every thread with 100% reserves
• physical difficulty: medium-hard
• mental difficulty: hard
• used to have retrograde amnesia due to a head injury; has recovered her memories, but prefers not to think about them
• has a persona named Nemhain, who she has a mental bond with
• single, not looking
• recent events:
• lost an eye in an assassination attempt by Caesar Cipher
• helped fight off the Messenger
• recovered from her injuries
• PM @Verdigris to plot
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