@mercywept said: ★ + voxluntas >:)
SEND ME ★ + A NAME OF ANOTHER MUSE / CHARACTER IN MY MUSE’S CANON AND THEY’LL TALK ABOUT THEIR RELATIONSHIP WITH THEM ( ACCEPTING )
❝ OH VOX ? ❞ her pitch draws out the name with dramatic, almost dreamlike flare, with her hands clasping together with a harmonious hum hid behind upturned lips. ❝ i'll admit we had a very rough first meeting. ❞
sincere laughter bubbles out but quickly turns dry, forced, slowly dissolving away as her mind draws back the curtain to that very day. how stupidly naive she was so full of hope for the future between the two realms, to finally put an end the unnecessary, yearly slaughtering of such poor souls. so ill prepared for humiliation that followed, for the display of her sister put that would then result in @voxluntas imposing a WAR against her home realm. and the events that followed to prevent such war would leave a mark on her for the rest of her very existence.
her hands trembled slightly, her right one would find it's way to her other's wrist, gripping tightly before smoothing around it. as if easing away a phantom pain that never quite went away. her smile widened again, softening still with sincerity.
❝ but, we're doing better he's doing better, i think so at least. there are of course, GOOD DAYS, ❞ eyelids fall halfway, recalling his very simple, but noteworthy attempts to be patient with not just her but the other hotel guests and staff as well. to resist in finding resolution in violence. to not shy away from expressing vulnerability to her, and only her. is it so wrong to feel a little SPECIAL knowing she's seen him in such a rare state ?
❝ … and BAD DAYS. ❞ a sadness glazes over her bright opal eyes, their shimmer noticeably dimming. she would try to burry those days away, but they always crept back whenever the angel was alone. which wasn't often but when she was, her thoughts could outright drown her very being. not before she busies herself with a distraction. ... vincent was a very cruel reminder that despite all the time, effort, love she poured into him, it would never be enough to FIX HIM. she could never fully understand what he needs. or so that's the message she'd received. a seraphim with far too much love for human beings, devoting all herself to one human soul who once tried annihilating her it truly doesn't make sense when spoken out loud.
her own vice grip that remained on her wrist snaps her back, shaking her head with a modest, unconvincing grin. ❝ who doesn't have those though, right ? anyway ... he's making really good progress here at the hotel, even if he doesn't think so. ❞