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... She's dead.
I'm sure she'd be proud of what I've become.
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@therealkheel
@therealgenli and I sang a song together!!! I'm glad we got to sing together again!
... She's dead.
I'm sure she'd be proud of what I've become.
[It's been a few weeks since Kheel got her tongue branding and cried to you about it. She's been sure to talk to you and be a better daughter since. She loves you as a mama, and she's trying to put in the effort to show that.]
[Just a couple hours ago, she told you she'd be outside, only a few feet away from the house. She promised she would escape if something goes wrong, and she would be fine.]
[So, something is clearly off when you hear the front door slam, almost immediately accompanied sobs. They're the type of hysterical sob that sounds more like screaming.]
- @therealkheel
Kheel!? Oh goddesses Kheel!? What happened!? *Bunny nearly falls in his rush to get from the kitchen to you, only to freeze when he sees you*
[She's in bad condition. There's a pool of blood forming beneath her, and, despite her screaming, she looks like she's on the verge of passing out.]
[There's tear marks all over her body, like something had sunken into her skin, she healed over it, and then it tore open again. Each mark is still bleeding openly. There's deep gashes on her hips. So deep that, if you looked hard enough, you could see that it goes all the way to bone. A chunk of her thigh is missing, along with a chunk of her arm. Her other wing has... What looks to be a metal feather stuck through it. There's a scar on her cheek that wasn't there before.]
[And then there's the collar. It's gold, and looks just like a pretty gold collar with flower carvings at first. But there's blood seeping out from beneath it. There's something up with that collar, too.]
*Anger surges through Bunny and he grabs a dagger and rushes over to Kheel* Don't worry baby, Mommy is here. *Then he tries to pry the collar off her neck* Mother f[redacted]ing piece of sh[redacted]
[The whole time you try to get the collar off, she's just sobbing hysterically. It doesn't seem like she's processing anything happening around her.]
[The collar doesn't seem to budge. It looks like there's a latch in the back, but it's not budging either. Maybe the latch is stuck somehow.]
Okay baby, one, two, three!
*he yanks as hard as he can on the latch with his power bracelets*
[The latch breaks off, and the collar loosens slightly, but nowhere near enough to actually get the collar off. Somehow, it looks like the collar itself is too small for Kheel's neck.]
[She can feel a slight relief on her neck, but she knows it's not off. In the haze of emotions, she manages to bring a shaky hand up to the collar. The collar becomes much bigger the moment she touches it.]
*Bunny pries her hands away* H-hey hey, baby, please don't touch it. As soon as Mama gets this off, she'll look at your wounds, okay?
*Bunny takes a deep breath and looks at the mechanism keeping it on* I think if I can wedge something in right here it should break off. If not, well I've got a bigger hole to work with for getting it off anyways.
*she grabs a small stick*
[Upon further inspection, it looks like Kheel made the collar large enough that you just have to pull it off her skin and it would come free very easily.]
[Kheel seems to be calming down, but she's still sobbing and absolutely exhausted.]
*Bunny sighs and pulls it away, then kisses her forehead gently* Alright baby girl... You're so brave... Mama is gonna fix you up... She promises...
*Bunny looks at the metal feather next and winces, she didn't want to touch it if it made Kheel feel worse*
Okay, Kheel? Mama is gonna give you something to make your whole body feel numb so she doesn't hurt you more when she's fixing you up, is that okay?
[With the collar free, you're able to see that the engraved flowers on the collar have been engraved into Kheel's skin. Bloody flowers that will surely scar.]
[She nods, but her eyes are glazed over, and she's just staring straight ahead. It doesn't seem like she's fully in the moment anyways.]
[She's tired. She's scared. She wants to sleep. She's scared to sleep.]
*after hours of gorey work, Bunny is holding Kheel against his chest, her poor battered body covered in bandages*
...I'm so sorry... Mama promised to protect you....
[She just leans against you, staring straight out. She's shivering, but she's no longer crying. She calmed down almost completely... But she doesn't seem to be present.]
I was screaming a lot.
[Her body is numb. You feel distant. Everything feels distant.]
*she tears up* I'm sorry I didn't hear you baby... *She hugs Kheel a little tighter*
Everyone wants to kill me.
[Despite the distant look in her eyes, there's something subtle there that shows she doesn't want to die. That she's scared of dying.]
Sh... Mama and Papa don't wanna kill you... And your sister doesn't, neither does your brother...
*Bunny smiles gently, then kisses her head* I promise, not everyone wants to kill you...
Then you want something from me.
[She thinks about what happened a few days ago, when he broke into her room. She hasn't told anyone about that. It's scary to think about. But he didn't want to kill her. He just wanted her to do his will.]
[She feels weird right now. Nothing feels real. She doesn't feel like she's in her body right now. She doesn't think she can trust you either.]
The only thing I want from you is for you to have a happy and healthy life... But I don't think that'll happen anymore...
[She inhales shakily, and sinks into your hold further.]
[Her eyes droop closed. She's tired.]
Mommy will protect you sweetie... Just nap my darling...
You... Will...?
[But she's already tired. In only a matter of minutes, she's fallen asleep.]
[It's been a few weeks since Kheel got her tongue branding and cried to you about it. She's been sure to talk to you and be a better daughter since. She loves you as a mama, and she's trying to put in the effort to show that.]
[Just a couple hours ago, she told you she'd be outside, only a few feet away from the house. She promised she would escape if something goes wrong, and she would be fine.]
[So, something is clearly off when you hear the front door slam, almost immediately accompanied sobs. They're the type of hysterical sob that sounds more like screaming.]
- @therealkheel
Kheel!? Oh goddesses Kheel!? What happened!? *Bunny nearly falls in his rush to get from the kitchen to you, only to freeze when he sees you*
[She's in bad condition. There's a pool of blood forming beneath her, and, despite her screaming, she looks like she's on the verge of passing out.]
[There's tear marks all over her body, like something had sunken into her skin, she healed over it, and then it tore open again. Each mark is still bleeding openly. There's deep gashes on her hips. So deep that, if you looked hard enough, you could see that it goes all the way to bone. A chunk of her thigh is missing, along with a chunk of her arm. Her other wing has... What looks to be a metal feather stuck through it. There's a scar on her cheek that wasn't there before.]
[And then there's the collar. It's gold, and looks just like a pretty gold collar with flower carvings at first. But there's blood seeping out from beneath it. There's something up with that collar, too.]
*Anger surges through Bunny and he grabs a dagger and rushes over to Kheel* Don't worry baby, Mommy is here. *Then he tries to pry the collar off her neck* Mother f[redacted]ing piece of sh[redacted]
[The whole time you try to get the collar off, she's just sobbing hysterically. It doesn't seem like she's processing anything happening around her.]
[The collar doesn't seem to budge. It looks like there's a latch in the back, but it's not budging either. Maybe the latch is stuck somehow.]
Okay baby, one, two, three!
*he yanks as hard as he can on the latch with his power bracelets*
[The latch breaks off, and the collar loosens slightly, but nowhere near enough to actually get the collar off. Somehow, it looks like the collar itself is too small for Kheel's neck.]
[She can feel a slight relief on her neck, but she knows it's not off. In the haze of emotions, she manages to bring a shaky hand up to the collar. The collar becomes much bigger the moment she touches it.]
*Bunny pries her hands away* H-hey hey, baby, please don't touch it. As soon as Mama gets this off, she'll look at your wounds, okay?
*Bunny takes a deep breath and looks at the mechanism keeping it on* I think if I can wedge something in right here it should break off. If not, well I've got a bigger hole to work with for getting it off anyways.
*she grabs a small stick*
[Upon further inspection, it looks like Kheel made the collar large enough that you just have to pull it off her skin and it would come free very easily.]
[Kheel seems to be calming down, but she's still sobbing and absolutely exhausted.]
*Bunny sighs and pulls it away, then kisses her forehead gently* Alright baby girl... You're so brave... Mama is gonna fix you up... She promises...
*Bunny looks at the metal feather next and winces, she didn't want to touch it if it made Kheel feel worse*
Okay, Kheel? Mama is gonna give you something to make your whole body feel numb so she doesn't hurt you more when she's fixing you up, is that okay?
[With the collar free, you're able to see that the engraved flowers on the collar have been engraved into Kheel's skin. Bloody flowers that will surely scar.]
[She nods, but her eyes are glazed over, and she's just staring straight ahead. It doesn't seem like she's fully in the moment anyways.]
[She's tired. She's scared. She wants to sleep. She's scared to sleep.]
*after hours of gorey work, Bunny is holding Kheel against his chest, her poor battered body covered in bandages*
...I'm so sorry... Mama promised to protect you....
[She just leans against you, staring straight out. She's shivering, but she's no longer crying. She calmed down almost completely... But she doesn't seem to be present.]
I was screaming a lot.
[Her body is numb. You feel distant. Everything feels distant.]
*she tears up* I'm sorry I didn't hear you baby... *She hugs Kheel a little tighter*
Everyone wants to kill me.
[Despite the distant look in her eyes, there's something subtle there that shows she doesn't want to die. That she's scared of dying.]
Sh... Mama and Papa don't wanna kill you... And your sister doesn't, neither does your brother...
*Bunny smiles gently, then kisses her head* I promise, not everyone wants to kill you...
Then you want something from me.
[She thinks about what happened a few days ago, when he broke into her room. She hasn't told anyone about that. It's scary to think about. But he didn't want to kill her. He just wanted her to do his will.]
[She feels weird right now. Nothing feels real. She doesn't feel like she's in her body right now. She doesn't think she can trust you either.]
The only thing I want from you is for you to have a happy and healthy life... But I don't think that'll happen anymore...
[She inhales shakily, and sinks into your hold further.]
[Her eyes droop closed. She's tired.]
[It's been a few weeks since Kheel got her tongue branding and cried to you about it. She's been sure to talk to you and be a better daughter since. She loves you as a mama, and she's trying to put in the effort to show that.]
[Just a couple hours ago, she told you she'd be outside, only a few feet away from the house. She promised she would escape if something goes wrong, and she would be fine.]
[So, something is clearly off when you hear the front door slam, almost immediately accompanied sobs. They're the type of hysterical sob that sounds more like screaming.]
- @therealkheel
Kheel!? Oh goddesses Kheel!? What happened!? *Bunny nearly falls in his rush to get from the kitchen to you, only to freeze when he sees you*
[She's in bad condition. There's a pool of blood forming beneath her, and, despite her screaming, she looks like she's on the verge of passing out.]
[There's tear marks all over her body, like something had sunken into her skin, she healed over it, and then it tore open again. Each mark is still bleeding openly. There's deep gashes on her hips. So deep that, if you looked hard enough, you could see that it goes all the way to bone. A chunk of her thigh is missing, along with a chunk of her arm. Her other wing has... What looks to be a metal feather stuck through it. There's a scar on her cheek that wasn't there before.]
[And then there's the collar. It's gold, and looks just like a pretty gold collar with flower carvings at first. But there's blood seeping out from beneath it. There's something up with that collar, too.]
*Anger surges through Bunny and he grabs a dagger and rushes over to Kheel* Don't worry baby, Mommy is here. *Then he tries to pry the collar off her neck* Mother f[redacted]ing piece of sh[redacted]
[The whole time you try to get the collar off, she's just sobbing hysterically. It doesn't seem like she's processing anything happening around her.]
[The collar doesn't seem to budge. It looks like there's a latch in the back, but it's not budging either. Maybe the latch is stuck somehow.]
Okay baby, one, two, three!
*he yanks as hard as he can on the latch with his power bracelets*
[The latch breaks off, and the collar loosens slightly, but nowhere near enough to actually get the collar off. Somehow, it looks like the collar itself is too small for Kheel's neck.]
[She can feel a slight relief on her neck, but she knows it's not off. In the haze of emotions, she manages to bring a shaky hand up to the collar. The collar becomes much bigger the moment she touches it.]
*Bunny pries her hands away* H-hey hey, baby, please don't touch it. As soon as Mama gets this off, she'll look at your wounds, okay?
*Bunny takes a deep breath and looks at the mechanism keeping it on* I think if I can wedge something in right here it should break off. If not, well I've got a bigger hole to work with for getting it off anyways.
*she grabs a small stick*
[Upon further inspection, it looks like Kheel made the collar large enough that you just have to pull it off her skin and it would come free very easily.]
[Kheel seems to be calming down, but she's still sobbing and absolutely exhausted.]
*Bunny sighs and pulls it away, then kisses her forehead gently* Alright baby girl... You're so brave... Mama is gonna fix you up... She promises...
*Bunny looks at the metal feather next and winces, she didn't want to touch it if it made Kheel feel worse*
Okay, Kheel? Mama is gonna give you something to make your whole body feel numb so she doesn't hurt you more when she's fixing you up, is that okay?
[With the collar free, you're able to see that the engraved flowers on the collar have been engraved into Kheel's skin. Bloody flowers that will surely scar.]
[She nods, but her eyes are glazed over, and she's just staring straight ahead. It doesn't seem like she's fully in the moment anyways.]
[She's tired. She's scared. She wants to sleep. She's scared to sleep.]
*after hours of gorey work, Bunny is holding Kheel against his chest, her poor battered body covered in bandages*
...I'm so sorry... Mama promised to protect you....
[She just leans against you, staring straight out. She's shivering, but she's no longer crying. She calmed down almost completely... But she doesn't seem to be present.]
I was screaming a lot.
[Her body is numb. You feel distant. Everything feels distant.]
*she tears up* I'm sorry I didn't hear you baby... *She hugs Kheel a little tighter*
Everyone wants to kill me.
[Despite the distant look in her eyes, there's something subtle there that shows she doesn't want to die. That she's scared of dying.]
Sh... Mama and Papa don't wanna kill you... And your sister doesn't, neither does your brother...
*Bunny smiles gently, then kisses her head* I promise, not everyone wants to kill you...
Then you want something from me.
[She thinks about what happened a few days ago, when he broke into her room. She hasn't told anyone about that. It's scary to think about. But he didn't want to kill her. He just wanted her to do his will.]
[She feels weird right now. Nothing feels real. She doesn't feel like she's in her body right now. She doesn't think she can trust you either.]
[It's been a few weeks since Kheel got her tongue branding and cried to you about it. She's been sure to talk to you and be a better daughter since. She loves you as a mama, and she's trying to put in the effort to show that.]
[Just a couple hours ago, she told you she'd be outside, only a few feet away from the house. She promised she would escape if something goes wrong, and she would be fine.]
[So, something is clearly off when you hear the front door slam, almost immediately accompanied sobs. They're the type of hysterical sob that sounds more like screaming.]
- @therealkheel
Kheel!? Oh goddesses Kheel!? What happened!? *Bunny nearly falls in his rush to get from the kitchen to you, only to freeze when he sees you*
[She's in bad condition. There's a pool of blood forming beneath her, and, despite her screaming, she looks like she's on the verge of passing out.]
[There's tear marks all over her body, like something had sunken into her skin, she healed over it, and then it tore open again. Each mark is still bleeding openly. There's deep gashes on her hips. So deep that, if you looked hard enough, you could see that it goes all the way to bone. A chunk of her thigh is missing, along with a chunk of her arm. Her other wing has... What looks to be a metal feather stuck through it. There's a scar on her cheek that wasn't there before.]
[And then there's the collar. It's gold, and looks just like a pretty gold collar with flower carvings at first. But there's blood seeping out from beneath it. There's something up with that collar, too.]
*Anger surges through Bunny and he grabs a dagger and rushes over to Kheel* Don't worry baby, Mommy is here. *Then he tries to pry the collar off her neck* Mother f[redacted]ing piece of sh[redacted]
[The whole time you try to get the collar off, she's just sobbing hysterically. It doesn't seem like she's processing anything happening around her.]
[The collar doesn't seem to budge. It looks like there's a latch in the back, but it's not budging either. Maybe the latch is stuck somehow.]
Okay baby, one, two, three!
*he yanks as hard as he can on the latch with his power bracelets*
[The latch breaks off, and the collar loosens slightly, but nowhere near enough to actually get the collar off. Somehow, it looks like the collar itself is too small for Kheel's neck.]
[She can feel a slight relief on her neck, but she knows it's not off. In the haze of emotions, she manages to bring a shaky hand up to the collar. The collar becomes much bigger the moment she touches it.]
*Bunny pries her hands away* H-hey hey, baby, please don't touch it. As soon as Mama gets this off, she'll look at your wounds, okay?
*Bunny takes a deep breath and looks at the mechanism keeping it on* I think if I can wedge something in right here it should break off. If not, well I've got a bigger hole to work with for getting it off anyways.
*she grabs a small stick*
[Upon further inspection, it looks like Kheel made the collar large enough that you just have to pull it off her skin and it would come free very easily.]
[Kheel seems to be calming down, but she's still sobbing and absolutely exhausted.]
*Bunny sighs and pulls it away, then kisses her forehead gently* Alright baby girl... You're so brave... Mama is gonna fix you up... She promises...
*Bunny looks at the metal feather next and winces, she didn't want to touch it if it made Kheel feel worse*
Okay, Kheel? Mama is gonna give you something to make your whole body feel numb so she doesn't hurt you more when she's fixing you up, is that okay?
[With the collar free, you're able to see that the engraved flowers on the collar have been engraved into Kheel's skin. Bloody flowers that will surely scar.]
[She nods, but her eyes are glazed over, and she's just staring straight ahead. It doesn't seem like she's fully in the moment anyways.]
[She's tired. She's scared. She wants to sleep. She's scared to sleep.]
*after hours of gorey work, Bunny is holding Kheel against his chest, her poor battered body covered in bandages*
...I'm so sorry... Mama promised to protect you....
[She just leans against you, staring straight out. She's shivering, but she's no longer crying. She calmed down almost completely... But she doesn't seem to be present.]
I was screaming a lot.
[Her body is numb. You feel distant. Everything feels distant.]
*she tears up* I'm sorry I didn't hear you baby... *She hugs Kheel a little tighter*
Everyone wants to kill me.
[Despite the distant look in her eyes, there's something subtle there that shows she doesn't want to die. That she's scared of dying.]
[It's been a few weeks since Kheel got her tongue branding and cried to you about it. She's been sure to talk to you and be a better daughter since. She loves you as a mama, and she's trying to put in the effort to show that.]
[Just a couple hours ago, she told you she'd be outside, only a few feet away from the house. She promised she would escape if something goes wrong, and she would be fine.]
[So, something is clearly off when you hear the front door slam, almost immediately accompanied sobs. They're the type of hysterical sob that sounds more like screaming.]
- @therealkheel
Kheel!? Oh goddesses Kheel!? What happened!? *Bunny nearly falls in his rush to get from the kitchen to you, only to freeze when he sees you*
[She's in bad condition. There's a pool of blood forming beneath her, and, despite her screaming, she looks like she's on the verge of passing out.]
[There's tear marks all over her body, like something had sunken into her skin, she healed over it, and then it tore open again. Each mark is still bleeding openly. There's deep gashes on her hips. So deep that, if you looked hard enough, you could see that it goes all the way to bone. A chunk of her thigh is missing, along with a chunk of her arm. Her other wing has... What looks to be a metal feather stuck through it. There's a scar on her cheek that wasn't there before.]
[And then there's the collar. It's gold, and looks just like a pretty gold collar with flower carvings at first. But there's blood seeping out from beneath it. There's something up with that collar, too.]
*Anger surges through Bunny and he grabs a dagger and rushes over to Kheel* Don't worry baby, Mommy is here. *Then he tries to pry the collar off her neck* Mother f[redacted]ing piece of sh[redacted]
[The whole time you try to get the collar off, she's just sobbing hysterically. It doesn't seem like she's processing anything happening around her.]
[The collar doesn't seem to budge. It looks like there's a latch in the back, but it's not budging either. Maybe the latch is stuck somehow.]
Okay baby, one, two, three!
*he yanks as hard as he can on the latch with his power bracelets*
[The latch breaks off, and the collar loosens slightly, but nowhere near enough to actually get the collar off. Somehow, it looks like the collar itself is too small for Kheel's neck.]
[She can feel a slight relief on her neck, but she knows it's not off. In the haze of emotions, she manages to bring a shaky hand up to the collar. The collar becomes much bigger the moment she touches it.]
*Bunny pries her hands away* H-hey hey, baby, please don't touch it. As soon as Mama gets this off, she'll look at your wounds, okay?
*Bunny takes a deep breath and looks at the mechanism keeping it on* I think if I can wedge something in right here it should break off. If not, well I've got a bigger hole to work with for getting it off anyways.
*she grabs a small stick*
[Upon further inspection, it looks like Kheel made the collar large enough that you just have to pull it off her skin and it would come free very easily.]
[Kheel seems to be calming down, but she's still sobbing and absolutely exhausted.]
*Bunny sighs and pulls it away, then kisses her forehead gently* Alright baby girl... You're so brave... Mama is gonna fix you up... She promises...
*Bunny looks at the metal feather next and winces, she didn't want to touch it if it made Kheel feel worse*
Okay, Kheel? Mama is gonna give you something to make your whole body feel numb so she doesn't hurt you more when she's fixing you up, is that okay?
[With the collar free, you're able to see that the engraved flowers on the collar have been engraved into Kheel's skin. Bloody flowers that will surely scar.]
[She nods, but her eyes are glazed over, and she's just staring straight ahead. It doesn't seem like she's fully in the moment anyways.]
[She's tired. She's scared. She wants to sleep. She's scared to sleep.]
*after hours of gorey work, Bunny is holding Kheel against his chest, her poor battered body covered in bandages*
...I'm so sorry... Mama promised to protect you....
[She just leans against you, staring straight out. She's shivering, but she's no longer crying. She calmed down almost completely... But she doesn't seem to be present.]
I was screaming a lot.
[Her body is numb. You feel distant. Everything feels distant.]
[It's been a few weeks since Kheel got her tongue branding and cried to you about it. She's been sure to talk to you and be a better daughter since. She loves you as a mama, and she's trying to put in the effort to show that.]
[Just a couple hours ago, she told you she'd be outside, only a few feet away from the house. She promised she would escape if something goes wrong, and she would be fine.]
[So, something is clearly off when you hear the front door slam, almost immediately accompanied sobs. They're the type of hysterical sob that sounds more like screaming.]
- @therealkheel
Kheel!? Oh goddesses Kheel!? What happened!? *Bunny nearly falls in his rush to get from the kitchen to you, only to freeze when he sees you*
[She's in bad condition. There's a pool of blood forming beneath her, and, despite her screaming, she looks like she's on the verge of passing out.]
[There's tear marks all over her body, like something had sunken into her skin, she healed over it, and then it tore open again. Each mark is still bleeding openly. There's deep gashes on her hips. So deep that, if you looked hard enough, you could see that it goes all the way to bone. A chunk of her thigh is missing, along with a chunk of her arm. Her other wing has... What looks to be a metal feather stuck through it. There's a scar on her cheek that wasn't there before.]
[And then there's the collar. It's gold, and looks just like a pretty gold collar with flower carvings at first. But there's blood seeping out from beneath it. There's something up with that collar, too.]
*Anger surges through Bunny and he grabs a dagger and rushes over to Kheel* Don't worry baby, Mommy is here. *Then he tries to pry the collar off her neck* Mother f[redacted]ing piece of sh[redacted]
[The whole time you try to get the collar off, she's just sobbing hysterically. It doesn't seem like she's processing anything happening around her.]
[The collar doesn't seem to budge. It looks like there's a latch in the back, but it's not budging either. Maybe the latch is stuck somehow.]
Okay baby, one, two, three!
*he yanks as hard as he can on the latch with his power bracelets*
[The latch breaks off, and the collar loosens slightly, but nowhere near enough to actually get the collar off. Somehow, it looks like the collar itself is too small for Kheel's neck.]
[She can feel a slight relief on her neck, but she knows it's not off. In the haze of emotions, she manages to bring a shaky hand up to the collar. The collar becomes much bigger the moment she touches it.]
*Bunny pries her hands away* H-hey hey, baby, please don't touch it. As soon as Mama gets this off, she'll look at your wounds, okay?
*Bunny takes a deep breath and looks at the mechanism keeping it on* I think if I can wedge something in right here it should break off. If not, well I've got a bigger hole to work with for getting it off anyways.
*she grabs a small stick*
[Upon further inspection, it looks like Kheel made the collar large enough that you just have to pull it off her skin and it would come free very easily.]
[Kheel seems to be calming down, but she's still sobbing and absolutely exhausted.]
*Bunny sighs and pulls it away, then kisses her forehead gently* Alright baby girl... You're so brave... Mama is gonna fix you up... She promises...
*Bunny looks at the metal feather next and winces, she didn't want to touch it if it made Kheel feel worse*
Okay, Kheel? Mama is gonna give you something to make your whole body feel numb so she doesn't hurt you more when she's fixing you up, is that okay?
[With the collar free, you're able to see that the engraved flowers on the collar have been engraved into Kheel's skin. Bloody flowers that will surely scar.]
[She nods, but her eyes are glazed over, and she's just staring straight ahead. It doesn't seem like she's fully in the moment anyways.]
[She's tired. She's scared. She wants to sleep. She's scared to sleep.]
[It's been a few weeks since Kheel got her tongue branding and cried to you about it. She's been sure to talk to you and be a better daughter since. She loves you as a mama, and she's trying to put in the effort to show that.]
[Just a couple hours ago, she told you she'd be outside, only a few feet away from the house. She promised she would escape if something goes wrong, and she would be fine.]
[So, something is clearly off when you hear the front door slam, almost immediately accompanied sobs. They're the type of hysterical sob that sounds more like screaming.]
- @therealkheel
Kheel!? Oh goddesses Kheel!? What happened!? *Bunny nearly falls in his rush to get from the kitchen to you, only to freeze when he sees you*
[She's in bad condition. There's a pool of blood forming beneath her, and, despite her screaming, she looks like she's on the verge of passing out.]
[There's tear marks all over her body, like something had sunken into her skin, she healed over it, and then it tore open again. Each mark is still bleeding openly. There's deep gashes on her hips. So deep that, if you looked hard enough, you could see that it goes all the way to bone. A chunk of her thigh is missing, along with a chunk of her arm. Her other wing has... What looks to be a metal feather stuck through it. There's a scar on her cheek that wasn't there before.]
[And then there's the collar. It's gold, and looks just like a pretty gold collar with flower carvings at first. But there's blood seeping out from beneath it. There's something up with that collar, too.]
*Anger surges through Bunny and he grabs a dagger and rushes over to Kheel* Don't worry baby, Mommy is here. *Then he tries to pry the collar off her neck* Mother f[redacted]ing piece of sh[redacted]
[The whole time you try to get the collar off, she's just sobbing hysterically. It doesn't seem like she's processing anything happening around her.]
[The collar doesn't seem to budge. It looks like there's a latch in the back, but it's not budging either. Maybe the latch is stuck somehow.]
Okay baby, one, two, three!
*he yanks as hard as he can on the latch with his power bracelets*
[The latch breaks off, and the collar loosens slightly, but nowhere near enough to actually get the collar off. Somehow, it looks like the collar itself is too small for Kheel's neck.]
[She can feel a slight relief on her neck, but she knows it's not off. In the haze of emotions, she manages to bring a shaky hand up to the collar. The collar becomes much bigger the moment she touches it.]
*Bunny pries her hands away* H-hey hey, baby, please don't touch it. As soon as Mama gets this off, she'll look at your wounds, okay?
*Bunny takes a deep breath and looks at the mechanism keeping it on* I think if I can wedge something in right here it should break off. If not, well I've got a bigger hole to work with for getting it off anyways.
*she grabs a small stick*
[Upon further inspection, it looks like Kheel made the collar large enough that you just have to pull it off her skin and it would come free very easily.]
[Kheel seems to be calming down, but she's still sobbing and absolutely exhausted.]
[It's been a few weeks since Kheel got her tongue branding and cried to you about it. She's been sure to talk to you and be a better daughter since. She loves you as a mama, and she's trying to put in the effort to show that.]
[Just a couple hours ago, she told you she'd be outside, only a few feet away from the house. She promised she would escape if something goes wrong, and she would be fine.]
[So, something is clearly off when you hear the front door slam, almost immediately accompanied sobs. They're the type of hysterical sob that sounds more like screaming.]
- @therealkheel
Kheel!? Oh goddesses Kheel!? What happened!? *Bunny nearly falls in his rush to get from the kitchen to you, only to freeze when he sees you*
[She's in bad condition. There's a pool of blood forming beneath her, and, despite her screaming, she looks like she's on the verge of passing out.]
[There's tear marks all over her body, like something had sunken into her skin, she healed over it, and then it tore open again. Each mark is still bleeding openly. There's deep gashes on her hips. So deep that, if you looked hard enough, you could see that it goes all the way to bone. A chunk of her thigh is missing, along with a chunk of her arm. Her other wing has... What looks to be a metal feather stuck through it. There's a scar on her cheek that wasn't there before.]
[And then there's the collar. It's gold, and looks just like a pretty gold collar with flower carvings at first. But there's blood seeping out from beneath it. There's something up with that collar, too.]
*Anger surges through Bunny and he grabs a dagger and rushes over to Kheel* Don't worry baby, Mommy is here. *Then he tries to pry the collar off her neck* Mother f[redacted]ing piece of sh[redacted]
[The whole time you try to get the collar off, she's just sobbing hysterically. It doesn't seem like she's processing anything happening around her.]
[The collar doesn't seem to budge. It looks like there's a latch in the back, but it's not budging either. Maybe the latch is stuck somehow.]
Okay baby, one, two, three!
*he yanks as hard as he can on the latch with his power bracelets*
[The latch breaks off, and the collar loosens slightly, but nowhere near enough to actually get the collar off. Somehow, it looks like the collar itself is too small for Kheel's neck.]
[She can feel a slight relief on her neck, but she knows it's not off. In the haze of emotions, she manages to bring a shaky hand up to the collar. The collar becomes much bigger the moment she touches it.]
[It's been a few weeks since Kheel got her tongue branding and cried to you about it. She's been sure to talk to you and be a better daughter since. She loves you as a mama, and she's trying to put in the effort to show that.]
[Just a couple hours ago, she told you she'd be outside, only a few feet away from the house. She promised she would escape if something goes wrong, and she would be fine.]
[So, something is clearly off when you hear the front door slam, almost immediately accompanied sobs. They're the type of hysterical sob that sounds more like screaming.]
- @therealkheel
Kheel!? Oh goddesses Kheel!? What happened!? *Bunny nearly falls in his rush to get from the kitchen to you, only to freeze when he sees you*
[She's in bad condition. There's a pool of blood forming beneath her, and, despite her screaming, she looks like she's on the verge of passing out.]
[There's tear marks all over her body, like something had sunken into her skin, she healed over it, and then it tore open again. Each mark is still bleeding openly. There's deep gashes on her hips. So deep that, if you looked hard enough, you could see that it goes all the way to bone. A chunk of her thigh is missing, along with a chunk of her arm. Her other wing has... What looks to be a metal feather stuck through it. There's a scar on her cheek that wasn't there before.]
[And then there's the collar. It's gold, and looks just like a pretty gold collar with flower carvings at first. But there's blood seeping out from beneath it. There's something up with that collar, too.]
*Anger surges through Bunny and he grabs a dagger and rushes over to Kheel* Don't worry baby, Mommy is here. *Then he tries to pry the collar off her neck* Mother f[redacted]ing piece of sh[redacted]
[The whole time you try to get the collar off, she's just sobbing hysterically. It doesn't seem like she's processing anything happening around her.]
[The collar doesn't seem to budge. It looks like there's a latch in the back, but it's not budging either. Maybe the latch is stuck somehow.]
[It's been a few weeks since Kheel got her tongue branding and cried to you about it. She's been sure to talk to you and be a better daughter since. She loves you as a mama, and she's trying to put in the effort to show that.]
[Just a couple hours ago, she told you she'd be outside, only a few feet away from the house. She promised she would escape if something goes wrong, and she would be fine.]
[So, something is clearly off when you hear the front door slam, almost immediately accompanied sobs. They're the type of hysterical sob that sounds more like screaming.]
- @therealkheel
Kheel!? Oh goddesses Kheel!? What happened!? *Bunny nearly falls in his rush to get from the kitchen to you, only to freeze when he sees you*
[She's in bad condition. There's a pool of blood forming beneath her, and, despite her screaming, she looks like she's on the verge of passing out.]
[There's tear marks all over her body, like something had sunken into her skin, she healed over it, and then it tore open again. Each mark is still bleeding openly. There's deep gashes on her hips. So deep that, if you looked hard enough, you could see that it goes all the way to bone. A chunk of her thigh is missing, along with a chunk of her arm. Her other wing has... What looks to be a metal feather stuck through it. There's a scar on her cheek that wasn't there before.]
[And then there's the collar. It's gold, and looks just like a pretty gold collar with flower carvings at first. But there's blood seeping out from beneath it. There's something up with that collar, too.]
*New people new people... Too few familiar faces, is it good or bad? Fae doesn't know! Depends of who is the familiar face that is*
*Ah! Fae wondered from time to time about you! Are you still doing your things? Are you getting better? Are you dead? Worse? Fae's so curious!*
*You only feel some sort of magic not far from you, it's not one that you have sensed before, it's a new signature*
- @evilfairyrulie
[She has just been sitting outside the house, against a random tree, but still close enough that she can see the place. Mama doesn't want her too far away for now.]
[Her tongue is itchy. It's healing, but it's unbearably itchy! She holds out her tongue, trying to scratch it the best she can with talon-less fingers.]
[But- something in the air is wrong. Unfamiliar magic. She tenses up immediately. Every person who approaches her seems to want to completely ruin her! Ribbon even broke into her room once, and forced her to use thread magic on somebody. That- that really made it hard for her to want to quit using thread magic.]
[But it hurts people, so she's been doing her best to stop completely. No more thread magic. It's definitely easier said than done.]
[It's easier to hurt people than be nice to them.]
(shortened)
*Fae cuts and pulls until a nice piece of flesh comes off*
Have you been eating properly? Getting nutrients and nicely fed? One way to test that out!
*A small flame is summoned, he puts the meat over it for a second, and then with a big grin, directly looking at your eyes, brings the meat to his mouth, munching slowly and taking all the flavor in. You do taste like chicken!*
[She tries to look away, but she can't seem to actually move her eyes. She's stuck glued to the spot and watching you eat her own flesh in disgust. You're disgusting. This is disgusting. She feels disgusting just watching this.]
[Her whole body shivers at the sight. Some skin tears against the thorns.]
*He swallows, hmmm you don't taste that bad! Another bite won't do harm, no?*
*This time, faers claws start tearing at your tight, oh there's more meat here! After taking a bigger amount of flesh he repeats the process, burning it a bit and then bringing it to his mouth to eat, so yummy!*
Who have thought little bird! You seem to be a delicious meal, mm?
[She keeps losing blood. Her vision is getting faint. She doesn't want to watch you eat her anymore. It's vile. She just wants this to be done....]
[The fight has drained out of her body. Now she just gasps for breath, hanging almost limp in the position you put her in.]
*He finishes your flesh, pausing for a moment, then slowly the vine with your eyes come closer to your face*
You know, as much as it is fun to play with your perspective, it's sad to not be able to properly see your expressions in their full glory, so!
*He grabs your eyes, then puts them back in your eye sockets while fixing the nerves, there you go!*
Now, what else what else... Oh silly bird, my silly little bird, what do I do with you now! I don't want to kill you... But I might! Be it a favor or cruelty, choose your favorite interpretation, I won't be a coward like you and not finish my job!
*Vines start to surround you again, going back to squishing you, the metal feather still in your elbow, it probably goes through it*
[At first, having her eyes back feels weird and unnatural, but it becomes a relief rather quickly. She likes being able to see normally again. Almost immediately, tears pour down her face, and she's left blinking rapidly.]
[Wait- did you say- that you're going to kill her?!? No- nononononononono you can't do that! She doesn't want to die!!! No no no!!]
[The blurriness of her vision fades away for a moment. She allows herself to feel the threads of the vines wrapping around her, surely with the intent to kill her. She won't die here. No way. The burning in her chest won't stop her. The endless pain won't stop her.]
[And she pulls on several threads at once.]
*Hmm... What could be a nice way to deal with you? Cutting your throat? Taking your heart out? Letting you bleed until you pass out? Suffocating you? Squish you fully? So many options, so many!*
*He was about to go and test something on you, but before his claws managed to touch you the vines suddenly start to twist in ways that fae did not tell them to do*
What-
*There is something pulling at their threads, he tries to pull back and get them under control again, what the fuck are you doing.*
*The vines holding you lose their grip as they move, letting you fall without care*
[The moment she drops to the ground, she runs. With the injuries you've dealt to her, she shouldn't be able to move, but something seems to be pushing her past her limits. Maybe it's the new knowledge that you're going to kill her if she lets it keep happening.]
[She runs in a random direction. Unseeing, gasping, running for her life. She barely even realizes that she's headed towards the home she's been staying in for so long. And it's close. So, so close.]
*You hear screaming, swearing? And vines collapsing on themselves, then a poof, and then the familiar chimes*
KHEEL YOU ANNOYING STUPID BIRD! COME BACK RIGHT FUCKING NOW!!
*As a fairy he's faster, but maybe you get into the house just in time, or the wards manage to stop him, if they don't recognize faer anymore that is*
[She desperately ignores you. She just needs to get inside to safety.]
[She barely recognized the front door. But she reaches it, slamming the door behind her. You don't see it, but the moment she slams that door, she leans against it and practically collapses to the ground. You can hear the way she starts crying, and how her cries sound more like screams.]
*New people new people... Too few familiar faces, is it good or bad? Fae doesn't know! Depends of who is the familiar face that is*
*Ah! Fae wondered from time to time about you! Are you still doing your things? Are you getting better? Are you dead? Worse? Fae's so curious!*
*You only feel some sort of magic not far from you, it's not one that you have sensed before, it's a new signature*
- @evilfairyrulie
[She has just been sitting outside the house, against a random tree, but still close enough that she can see the place. Mama doesn't want her too far away for now.]
[Her tongue is itchy. It's healing, but it's unbearably itchy! She holds out her tongue, trying to scratch it the best she can with talon-less fingers.]
[But- something in the air is wrong. Unfamiliar magic. She tenses up immediately. Every person who approaches her seems to want to completely ruin her! Ribbon even broke into her room once, and forced her to use thread magic on somebody. That- that really made it hard for her to want to quit using thread magic.]
[But it hurts people, so she's been doing her best to stop completely. No more thread magic. It's definitely easier said than done.]
[It's easier to hurt people than be nice to them.]
(shortened)
*Fae cuts and pulls until a nice piece of flesh comes off*
Have you been eating properly? Getting nutrients and nicely fed? One way to test that out!
*A small flame is summoned, he puts the meat over it for a second, and then with a big grin, directly looking at your eyes, brings the meat to his mouth, munching slowly and taking all the flavor in. You do taste like chicken!*
[She tries to look away, but she can't seem to actually move her eyes. She's stuck glued to the spot and watching you eat her own flesh in disgust. You're disgusting. This is disgusting. She feels disgusting just watching this.]
[Her whole body shivers at the sight. Some skin tears against the thorns.]
*He swallows, hmmm you don't taste that bad! Another bite won't do harm, no?*
*This time, faers claws start tearing at your tight, oh there's more meat here! After taking a bigger amount of flesh he repeats the process, burning it a bit and then bringing it to his mouth to eat, so yummy!*
Who have thought little bird! You seem to be a delicious meal, mm?
[She keeps losing blood. Her vision is getting faint. She doesn't want to watch you eat her anymore. It's vile. She just wants this to be done....]
[The fight has drained out of her body. Now she just gasps for breath, hanging almost limp in the position you put her in.]
*He finishes your flesh, pausing for a moment, then slowly the vine with your eyes come closer to your face*
You know, as much as it is fun to play with your perspective, it's sad to not be able to properly see your expressions in their full glory, so!
*He grabs your eyes, then puts them back in your eye sockets while fixing the nerves, there you go!*
Now, what else what else... Oh silly bird, my silly little bird, what do I do with you now! I don't want to kill you... But I might! Be it a favor or cruelty, choose your favorite interpretation, I won't be a coward like you and not finish my job!
*Vines start to surround you again, going back to squishing you, the metal feather still in your elbow, it probably goes through it*
[At first, having her eyes back feels weird and unnatural, but it becomes a relief rather quickly. She likes being able to see normally again. Almost immediately, tears pour down her face, and she's left blinking rapidly.]
[Wait- did you say- that you're going to kill her?!? No- nononononononono you can't do that! She doesn't want to die!!! No no no!!]
[The blurriness of her vision fades away for a moment. She allows herself to feel the threads of the vines wrapping around her, surely with the intent to kill her. She won't die here. No way. The burning in her chest won't stop her. The endless pain won't stop her.]
[And she pulls on several threads at once.]
*Hmm... What could be a nice way to deal with you? Cutting your throat? Taking your heart out? Letting you bleed until you pass out? Suffocating you? Squish you fully? So many options, so many!*
*He was about to go and test something on you, but before his claws managed to touch you the vines suddenly start to twist in ways that fae did not tell them to do*
What-
*There is something pulling at their threads, he tries to pull back and get them under control again, what the fuck are you doing.*
*The vines holding you lose their grip as they move, letting you fall without care*
[The moment she drops to the ground, she runs. With the injuries you've dealt to her, she shouldn't be able to move, but something seems to be pushing her past her limits. Maybe it's the new knowledge that you're going to kill her if she lets it keep happening.]
[She runs in a random direction. Unseeing, gasping, running for her life. She barely even realizes that she's headed towards the home she's been staying in for so long. And it's close. So, so close.]
*New people new people... Too few familiar faces, is it good or bad? Fae doesn't know! Depends of who is the familiar face that is*
*Ah! Fae wondered from time to time about you! Are you still doing your things? Are you getting better? Are you dead? Worse? Fae's so curious!*
*You only feel some sort of magic not far from you, it's not one that you have sensed before, it's a new signature*
- @evilfairyrulie
[She has just been sitting outside the house, against a random tree, but still close enough that she can see the place. Mama doesn't want her too far away for now.]
[Her tongue is itchy. It's healing, but it's unbearably itchy! She holds out her tongue, trying to scratch it the best she can with talon-less fingers.]
[But- something in the air is wrong. Unfamiliar magic. She tenses up immediately. Every person who approaches her seems to want to completely ruin her! Ribbon even broke into her room once, and forced her to use thread magic on somebody. That- that really made it hard for her to want to quit using thread magic.]
[But it hurts people, so she's been doing her best to stop completely. No more thread magic. It's definitely easier said than done.]
[It's easier to hurt people than be nice to them.]
(shortened)
*Fae cuts and pulls until a nice piece of flesh comes off*
Have you been eating properly? Getting nutrients and nicely fed? One way to test that out!
*A small flame is summoned, he puts the meat over it for a second, and then with a big grin, directly looking at your eyes, brings the meat to his mouth, munching slowly and taking all the flavor in. You do taste like chicken!*
[She tries to look away, but she can't seem to actually move her eyes. She's stuck glued to the spot and watching you eat her own flesh in disgust. You're disgusting. This is disgusting. She feels disgusting just watching this.]
[Her whole body shivers at the sight. Some skin tears against the thorns.]
*He swallows, hmmm you don't taste that bad! Another bite won't do harm, no?*
*This time, faers claws start tearing at your tight, oh there's more meat here! After taking a bigger amount of flesh he repeats the process, burning it a bit and then bringing it to his mouth to eat, so yummy!*
Who have thought little bird! You seem to be a delicious meal, mm?
[She keeps losing blood. Her vision is getting faint. She doesn't want to watch you eat her anymore. It's vile. She just wants this to be done....]
[The fight has drained out of her body. Now she just gasps for breath, hanging almost limp in the position you put her in.]
*He finishes your flesh, pausing for a moment, then slowly the vine with your eyes come closer to your face*
You know, as much as it is fun to play with your perspective, it's sad to not be able to properly see your expressions in their full glory, so!
*He grabs your eyes, then puts them back in your eye sockets while fixing the nerves, there you go!*
Now, what else what else... Oh silly bird, my silly little bird, what do I do with you now! I don't want to kill you... But I might! Be it a favor or cruelty, choose your favorite interpretation, I won't be a coward like you and not finish my job!
*Vines start to surround you again, going back to squishing you, the metal feather still in your elbow, it probably goes through it*
[At first, having her eyes back feels weird and unnatural, but it becomes a relief rather quickly. She likes being able to see normally again. Almost immediately, tears pour down her face, and she's left blinking rapidly.]
[Wait- did you say- that you're going to kill her?!? No- nononononononono you can't do that! She doesn't want to die!!! No no no!!]
[The blurriness of her vision fades away for a moment. She allows herself to feel the threads of the vines wrapping around her, surely with the intent to kill her. She won't die here. No way. The burning in her chest won't stop her. The endless pain won't stop her.]
[And she pulls on several threads at once.]
*New people new people... Too few familiar faces, is it good or bad? Fae doesn't know! Depends of who is the familiar face that is*
*Ah! Fae wondered from time to time about you! Are you still doing your things? Are you getting better? Are you dead? Worse? Fae's so curious!*
*You only feel some sort of magic not far from you, it's not one that you have sensed before, it's a new signature*
- @evilfairyrulie
[She has just been sitting outside the house, against a random tree, but still close enough that she can see the place. Mama doesn't want her too far away for now.]
[Her tongue is itchy. It's healing, but it's unbearably itchy! She holds out her tongue, trying to scratch it the best she can with talon-less fingers.]
[But- something in the air is wrong. Unfamiliar magic. She tenses up immediately. Every person who approaches her seems to want to completely ruin her! Ribbon even broke into her room once, and forced her to use thread magic on somebody. That- that really made it hard for her to want to quit using thread magic.]
[But it hurts people, so she's been doing her best to stop completely. No more thread magic. It's definitely easier said than done.]
[It's easier to hurt people than be nice to them.]
(shortened)
*Fae cuts and pulls until a nice piece of flesh comes off*
Have you been eating properly? Getting nutrients and nicely fed? One way to test that out!
*A small flame is summoned, he puts the meat over it for a second, and then with a big grin, directly looking at your eyes, brings the meat to his mouth, munching slowly and taking all the flavor in. You do taste like chicken!*
[She tries to look away, but she can't seem to actually move her eyes. She's stuck glued to the spot and watching you eat her own flesh in disgust. You're disgusting. This is disgusting. She feels disgusting just watching this.]
[Her whole body shivers at the sight. Some skin tears against the thorns.]
*He swallows, hmmm you don't taste that bad! Another bite won't do harm, no?*
*This time, faers claws start tearing at your tight, oh there's more meat here! After taking a bigger amount of flesh he repeats the process, burning it a bit and then bringing it to his mouth to eat, so yummy!*
Who have thought little bird! You seem to be a delicious meal, mm?
[She keeps losing blood. Her vision is getting faint. She doesn't want to watch you eat her anymore. It's vile. She just wants this to be done....]
[The fight has drained out of her body. Now she just gasps for breath, hanging almost limp in the position you put her in.]
*New people new people... Too few familiar faces, is it good or bad? Fae doesn't know! Depends of who is the familiar face that is*
*Ah! Fae wondered from time to time about you! Are you still doing your things? Are you getting better? Are you dead? Worse? Fae's so curious!*
*You only feel some sort of magic not far from you, it's not one that you have sensed before, it's a new signature*
- @evilfairyrulie
[She has just been sitting outside the house, against a random tree, but still close enough that she can see the place. Mama doesn't want her too far away for now.]
[Her tongue is itchy. It's healing, but it's unbearably itchy! She holds out her tongue, trying to scratch it the best she can with talon-less fingers.]
[But- something in the air is wrong. Unfamiliar magic. She tenses up immediately. Every person who approaches her seems to want to completely ruin her! Ribbon even broke into her room once, and forced her to use thread magic on somebody. That- that really made it hard for her to want to quit using thread magic.]
[But it hurts people, so she's been doing her best to stop completely. No more thread magic. It's definitely easier said than done.]
[It's easier to hurt people than be nice to them.]
(shortened)
*Fae cuts and pulls until a nice piece of flesh comes off*
Have you been eating properly? Getting nutrients and nicely fed? One way to test that out!
*A small flame is summoned, he puts the meat over it for a second, and then with a big grin, directly looking at your eyes, brings the meat to his mouth, munching slowly and taking all the flavor in. You do taste like chicken!*
[She tries to look away, but she can't seem to actually move her eyes. She's stuck glued to the spot and watching you eat her own flesh in disgust. You're disgusting. This is disgusting. She feels disgusting just watching this.]
[Her whole body shivers at the sight. Some skin tears against the thorns.]
*New people new people... Too few familiar faces, is it good or bad? Fae doesn't know! Depends of who is the familiar face that is*
*Ah! Fae wondered from time to time about you! Are you still doing your things? Are you getting better? Are you dead? Worse? Fae's so curious!*
*You only feel some sort of magic not far from you, it's not one that you have sensed before, it's a new signature*
- @evilfairyrulie
[She has just been sitting outside the house, against a random tree, but still close enough that she can see the place. Mama doesn't want her too far away for now.]
[Her tongue is itchy. It's healing, but it's unbearably itchy! She holds out her tongue, trying to scratch it the best she can with talon-less fingers.]
[But- something in the air is wrong. Unfamiliar magic. She tenses up immediately. Every person who approaches her seems to want to completely ruin her! Ribbon even broke into her room once, and forced her to use thread magic on somebody. That- that really made it hard for her to want to quit using thread magic.]
[But it hurts people, so she's been doing her best to stop completely. No more thread magic. It's definitely easier said than done.]
[It's easier to hurt people than be nice to them.]
*There you are! He could recognize faers little bird anywhere! A visit won't do harm!*
*He's in fairy form when he comes closer from your side*
Kheel?
*You recognize the voice, and a bit his appearance, even if it's clearly different from how you got to met him*
*Hmm, keep the act? Yeah! Keeping the act just to have a bit of fun at first, you are no deserving of knowing from the start*
Kheel what are you doing here? Weren't you bed or couch ridden or something?
[She startles with a small yelp and turns to face you, eyes wide. You? What are- what are you doing here? Well, you asked that first, but she can still wonder.]
No, I'm not. I fucking healed, dumbass.
[She's on guard. She took away your magic, and everyone seems to want to get back at her recently. She'll run back to mama if she has to.]
Oh, makes sense
*Fae just stays there, quiet for a minute*
... Doing better, at least?
*He doesn't actually care, but hey! That's what normal people ask right?Fae flies a bit closer, you're like a deer but with more fight in you! He needs to be careful!*
Yes. Why the fuck are you here?
[She doesn't trust you anymore. You seem weird. Too friendly. After what she did to you, she would expect you to scream at her, attempt to kill her or something. But you're being nice. She doesn't like this. Why are you being nice-?]
Can't I pay a visit to an old friend?
*What a smart one you are! Not trusting him? Is fae that obvious? Whatever! He'll keep the act as long as fae wants to*
Yeah I got mad with you and all that but... We still were friends! Sort of, yeah you fucked up my life for a while but- hey! That's in the past
*A biiit closer, not too close but not too far, he just needs to be close enough! Just in case you try something you shouldn't, like running away from the oh so emotional reunion*
So you're... Not mad?
[She's confused. That makes no sense! Everyone has been mad at her, except for mama. Everyone has gotten back at her. Ribbon tore her open, Notts tore apart her throat, Legend branded her tongue. Every person she's hurt has come back at some point. And now it's your turn.]
[But you don't actually seem angry. It doesn't make sense. It really doesn't.]
I'm not mad
*Oh fae is! So mad! Or just frustrated? Hate? Sad because of what you became? Doesn't matter! He's mad*
You seem confused by this? Oh Kheel, I never lied when I said I cared for you, I even considered selling myself to those who wanted to stop you, that's how important you were, and still are to me!
*Poor little thing, everyone has been giving you what you deserve! Don't worry, fae will do so too*
I don't get it! I fucked you up! Everyone else was mad, but you're not? I don't get it all!
[She sounds so lost. So confused. The world makes no sense! She hurt people so it makes sense they hate her! You don't hate her? It's weird. This is all so weird, and she doesn't get it.]
Aaw, you don't have to get it... It's just how it is
*No it isn't, but you don't know that yet! He flies closer to you and, like all those months ago, you feel tiny clawed hands pushing up your beak*
Yes you fucked up my life! Ruined it, even, but that can't be changed anymore, at least you seem to be getting better! No? Poor little bird, what has all those angry people done to you?
I'm trying to get better! But everyone else decides they want to fuck me up! It's hard to be better!!
[She sounds genuinely frustrated by this fact. It feels like every angry person ends up setting her back in her own recovery. And it sucks! And- why is she telling you this?]
[She shouldn't want to tell you anything anymore. But it feels natural. Even after all this time, it feels natural.]
Getting better sucks... More if everyone seems to try to just, revert all progress, that's sad
*What has happened to his little bird... So full of regrets and frustration! Was the medicine that bitter?*
But hey, isn't it good that at least one of those that you ruined their lives, destroyed their chances and just caused even more hurt, isn't mad at you, even with all this?
I- well- I guess so. It's just- it's unfair! I know I fucked up, but I'm trying! Shouldn't that be enough?!
[Why is she telling you this? Why is she talking to you like how she talks to mama? Mama is the one who knows about her frustrations. You're not mama. You're not mama at all!]
[Part of her knows it's because you're her friend. She knows how fucking stupid that is. You're not friends anymore. Not even close.]
*He hums, flying back a little and then changing form to hylian, like this fae can do better! He gives you a smile, oh so similar to the ones fae used to give you when you did a good job when he was teaching you*
I guess it is, little bird! Just, well, people are stupid and can't see that, everyone is stupid
*Putting his cane to the side, out of your reach, he opens his arms as fae kneels down, a silent invitation*
[She wants to crawl away from you- but at the same time... It was her fault things ended badly. You never hurt her. She misses having friends.]
[She crawls towards you, and ends up falling into your arms. Maybe this is why she pushed you away. Maybe it's because she can't help but trust you. Maybe it's because, if you tell her to do something, she ends up listening. Like this. Like hugging you. Like believing you immediately.]
[....But she missed you.]
*Fae embraces you fully, keeping a strong but not overwhelming grip on you, a gentle hug you might call it, to make amends*
*... Right?*
Oh my little bird... So much damage you have caused, and also received... But I never harmed you, never tried to hurt you
*His grip on you tightens, just a little*
I know.
[Out of everyone, you're the only one who has yet to hurt her. To get her back. She... She hopes it stays that way. She wants to trust again. She's sick of all of this.]
[She knows she did the unthinkable to you. Your magic is gone because of her. She feels small against your Hylian form. She was so big when she ruined your life. Oh how times change.]
... yet
*He "hugs" you with more and more force, as if he was trying to squish you. If you look at faers face, faers expression is now completely blank, staring at you, a shine in his eyes far from natural*
*Magic starts to feel heavy in the air, now that you are close to him if you focus you can feel there's something different about faers magic, this isn't how you remember it, this doesn't look like the one you saw when you were recovering from almost being killed by Ribbon*
[Her stomach drops, and looking into your eyes fills her with fear. What just happened? You feel so cold now- you feel terrifying.]
[There's magic in the air? But she- she thought you were safe because she took your magic? What's- what's going on—?]
What are- what do you mean?
*You don't receive any immediate answer, he just "hugs" you with even more force, he is trying to squish you*
*It's funny how you didn't realize it! Fae could go between forms now, didn't that mean he had magic once again? Oh you're so so dumb, a dummy one, you never change*
Oh my little bird, I told you before. Fae do lie
Wait don't- fucking get away from me!
[She's started to thrash, now. From the way you're speaking, she needs to get away, and fast. She's scared. She thought she could still trust you!! You haven't done anything but your grip is so tight that it's freaking her out. That look in your eyes is too empty.]
[She's scared.]
Ouw... But I just got to see you again
*Fae, instead of letting you go, hugs you even tighter*
It doesn't feel nice, does it? Are you starting to feel your joints complain for bending in weird angles? For your flesh to start hurting? For your bones to explode in pain? For your breathing to slowly become a desperate need?
*He grins when fae finishes speaking, at least you finally get another kind of expression that isn't an empty one. You don't feel anything being done to you right now, but the magic in the air starts to become a bit more heavy, you feel something starting to make its way around your legs, a vine?*
Stop it! Let go, asshole!!
[She still writhes and struggles, but with the vines wrapping around her legs, her attempts are proving futile. What are you planning- what are you doing?!]
Shshshshhhhh you're loud! Too loud! You have taken too much talking time.
*Still, fae doesn't make anything to stop you from talking, he'll let you try it! Fae won't listen to you! Like you did with him*
*The vines go around and around, enveloping you nicely and keeping a strong grip, can't let you escape and go around without any supervision! As the vines hold you in place he takes a step back, letting go of the "hug", ah that was a nice fake reunion! Now the real stuff*
[Shit shit shit shit shit— how did she end up in this situation again?! Every fucking person just wants to ruin her!!]
I thought- I thought you weren't mad at me!!
[Let go-! Fucking let go! ... At least she doesn't have to feel your disgusting arms pinning hers to her side. She hates you. You fucking asshole.]
*What to do what to do... What can fae do with you? So many options! Turning you into a boring snail or an annoying fly aren't that fun*
Oh my little bird, I'm not mad at you!
I'm disappointed.
*You ruined faers life, you took away the most important thing in it, you almost killed him, two times. First taking his magic, and then almost with your own talons*
*Fae grabs his cane, and just stands in front of you, hmmm, still too friendly! The vines suddenly start to squish you with even more force, he doesn't care if this damages the feathers in your wings or breaks a few bones, it still wouldn't be enough*
[She hears a crack, and her abdomen flares up with unbearable pain. She lets out a cry, hot tears suddenly filling her eyes. That was a rib- that was definitely a rib.]
[Okay! Okay you got her! She's hurt! You can- you can let her go now!! You hurt her too! You can stop! Stop stop stop!!]
*Faers grin becomes wider when he hears the crack*
So soon? I though you were more resistant than me, you're not thaaat tiny and easy to squish after all. Oh well! You're the tiny one now! You always had been, it was just a perspective thing
*The vines don't stop there, little by little they continue to attempt to squish you fully, but fae doesn't want you dead yet! Oh no no! That would take the fun away! So they slow down. He walks over you, making the vines to bring you a bit higher, taking you off the ground*
Suddenly a silent one, hm? Don't have anything else to sing about, my little bird?
[She's too busy crying to fully answer you. But when she looks at you, those eyes are full of nothing but pure fear.]
[Why aren't you letting go already? Her ribs hurt! Won't that take a long time to heal?! That's a long reminder! A long enough time that ensures she won't forget you, right?!?]
L-let go—!
[She gasping. Pushing against the vines. Fighting, still.]
*Ahhh that sweet fear, that terrified look in your eyes! He didn't realized until now how much he wanted to see it become real*
Why would I? You didn't let go when I asked you to do so!
*The vines don't care, they keep you in place, any movement just makes their grip tighter*
*Fae, having you to an appropriate height, puts one hand on your check, a thumb rubbing your cheek*
Poor little bird... Did someone clip your feathers? So sad
*With his claw he makes a deep cut on your right cheek*
Ow—!
[She cries out, gasping as the pain only increases. That hurts hurts hurts!! It's not as painful as her rib, but it's definitely painful, and she already knows that will be leaving a scar. Maybe that's what you want.]
[Maybe you just want to scar her and leave. That- well this really hurts but that's okay! That wouldn't be too bad-!]
[...She can vaguely feel the threads of the vines. It's hard to focus on them, though. But she can-]
[No. No she's not going to use thread magic anymore! No no no!!]
Hmm...
*What else can he do about you? So many possibilities... But so few that really sound appealing to him right now, oh well!*
*With faers hand still on the side of your face he starts to poke at your threads, what can he do with these? Something not boring! Fae wants this to be burned into your memory, the sensation, fae wants you to remember him really well*
*He whispers something, reciting words that you know well. Seconds after, he starts to pull at your core threads, which one does he wants to mess with more? He can't decide! So, fae pulls at each one, one by one*
[Those words- wait no- fuck no! You're not about to touch her—]
[Blood curling, shrill screams pierce through the air. It hurts!! You're not supposed to mess with those, you're not- ow owowowowow—!]
[She doesn't even know what you're chasing. Or if you're changing anything. All she knows is she needs it to stop!!]
Too loud again! You didn't use the time I gave you to sing whatever you wanted to, too bad!
*Letting a vine hold faers cane he holds your beak closed with his other hand, making sure you can't open it, can't have you making any noise! You're nicer when you're silent, and besides fae doesn't want to catch unwanted attention*
*Aha! Here's the one. Fae starts pulling at a specific thread, your magic, pulling and pulling to make sure it hurts, it burns, but not enough to snap it*
I suppose you are struggling with thread magic, no? It has a hold in you! That's annoying! When you took away my magic it kind of let me go, you know? But I still felt so empty without it! Suddenly there wasn't nothing!
Taking away your magic would only do you half a favor, so I wont, but I still want you to understand how much bullshit you put me through.
[No- no wait she needs her mama! You can't do this to her-! She still tries to scream. It's quiet, but there's sound there. There's the desperation for help. Come on, she's not far from home! Please, please somebody hear her!!]
[Ow- ow ow ow ow her magic-! She needs that! She needs it or else- or else something bad will happen! She's not sure what. But it would be bad- oh you're- you're not taking her magic.]
*Fae doubts anyone would hear you unless they're too close now! Are you trying to call for someone? Fae didn't you there was people that cared enough for you!*
You know, you could have taken down the vines by now! But you won't, because you're trying to quit thread magic, am I right? That's hard, little bird! So brave of you to at least try...
*He'll make sure you won't use magic though, he keeps pulling at the thread, never snapping, only letting it hurt*
*As fae does that, he thinks for something to do with you, let's see... You used to sing! Right! He doubts you still do that, but whatever! Just a light thing to change for now. He searches for the necessary threads, and starts twisting and pulling*
[Maybe- maybe she should just bite the arrow and use thread magic to get away. She teaches for the threads of the vines and- OW- shit- no magic. It hurts!]
[She knows threads, she understands them, but she doesn't know her own. She knows you're doing something with her- what are you- what are you doing?? What threads are you twisting? What about her are you ruining?]
*Aaaand done! Your vocal chords should hurt every time you try to sing now! Which he doubts will happen soon, but whatever! A tiny thing to start*
*Now, what else...*
*Hmm, while he thinks for a possible thing to do fae decides to go a bit further, faers body felt like a bunch of thorns were stabbing it everytime fae moved the second he lost faers magic! Why not...*
*All the vines holding you suddenly have thorns, these digging into your flesh and moving a bit to cut some extra skin*
[It seems like you've stopped with her threads, but she still can't tell what you changed. That scares her more than she'd like to admit-]
[And then the pain. It cuts deep, each thorn digging into her skin draws blood. Piercing. Overwhelming. She hates it. She hates it hates it hates it.]
[She can't believe she trusted you!]
[She can't believe she missed you!]
*Fae smiles, oh poor you! What a sad and cruel destiny you got yourself into! Yeah sure you're a child but- you chose to do all this stuff! Fae might be to blame for some, but most of it was your own making!*
*Fae's running out of stuff... Well! Moving on with plan b!*
*This will be temporary, because he wants you to remember every bit of this! Or might not be temporary, he'll decide later! But whatever, fae twists some threads, aaand pam! Pain tolerance almost non-existent, more than it was already! What else? Fae could shut your beak for good, you'll have to find an alternative way to eat, or taking your vision! But he wants you to remember clearly how this situation looked like, hmm... Oh! Yeah that will do!*
[Out of seemingly nowhere, the pain she had just been feeling explodes into so much worse. What felt like tiny pricks now feels like being impaled completely through. What felt like lingering aches and pains in her core now feels like her skin is falling off. What felt like a broken rib now feels like every bone is her body is snapping repeatedly.]
[She starts crying louder, more desperately, more fearfully.]
*Aaw, still trying to call for someone? So sorry little bird, but can't let anyone know fae's here, he still needs you being quiet! Can't be too loud!*
*Fae brings one of the vines to go around your beak and keep it shut, soon thorns appearing too, for extra security! Now, what he had in mind...*
Such a sight you are! Let's see... Oh wait, you can't! I'm gonna be generous and help you out with that, hm?
*Faers hands go up in your face, now covering your eyes, you can feel something changing around there, there's more space in where your eyes are supposed to go, you can feel some air getting into there, and also, hands taking out your eyes*
[What- what what what??!? Her eyes!! She can tell you've done something with her eyes!! What are you doing? Why did you grab them?!]
[She thrashes around for just a moment, but the thorns dig into her skin, and her mind blanks out for a moment.]
*You should be grateful fae is being careful with your eyes only because fae wants to make sure you can see what he wants you to see well.*
*As he takes out your eyes he makes the nerves connecting them longer, so fae won't risk pulling them out by accident! He takes a few steps back and then holds your eyes on faers palm, making sure they're facing you*
What do you think? A pretty sight! No? Although I think you have seen worse! Probably! You didn't tell me shit, and neither did I want to know!
[Holy shit-]
[She's staring at herself- wrapped up in vines, in clear distress, in pain. She can feel everything, and she sees everything. Her eye sockets are empty, her optical nerves still connected and leading up to what she can see.]
[She tries to blink, and it leads to an intense flinch. Attempting to close her eyes around exposed nerves just makes everything fire up for a few moments. She's left desperately trying not to blink so she doesn't have to feel that again.]
*Fae, when he thinks you had enough time to take all in, goes back to stand next to you, holding your eyes in a way that you can see both him and yourself*
This is fun! No? The one in the receiving end of things! I wonder how that feels... Fantastic, I suppose!
*As he speaks his hand goes to your head, messing a bit your feathers and then grabbing a few of them, they seem a bit... Hmm, fae's not sure if healthy is the word, but whatever! Fae starts to pull at them, how much can they resist? Let's see!*
[Ow-! Ow ow ow are you pulling her skull off her head?!? Hurts-!!]
[She struggles, but that only makes things hurt more. ...Struggling only makes it worse.]
[There's a weird disconnect. She feels everything that she's seeing herself doing. It feels wrong-! It's like if she was reading a book and feeling everything the characters were feeling. It's wrong, so wrong!]
*Hmm, your feathers seem to resist more than fae anticipated, well! At some point they will give in!*
You know! It's fun to think about how you're feeling right now. Scared? Hurt? Angry? Worried? Sad? I don't know! I never got to know you properly aside from what I wanted! Which might have been a missed opportunity... If I knew you better, I could be doing even more stuff than only physical!
*Like with his puppy, she was a good way to experiment with things! But, fae itched for more physical stuff, so! Good thing fae got to find you!*
[Stop stop stop please-]
[She wonders: if she stops struggling, will you let her go? She hopes so. With as much pain as she's in, she relaxes. She watches her own body stop writhing against the thorns. Watches her own head stop fighting your hand pulling at her feathers. Just give in, and hope it works.]
[She just needs to get out.]
*Huh, weird! You seem to have given up, that's new, but whatever! You can't lie to him! Can't trick the one that built faers life from lies*
Tired? I'm gonna guess that yes! Hmm... Right, sure! Blood loss makes you tired, and that will make this boring... What a shame, and here I wanted to have more fun!
*He pulls with even more force to one specific feather, until it finally comes out, so they're not impossible to take out!*
*Hmm, probably... yeah, that could work!*
[Ow- ow ow ow shit-! This stupidly low pain tolerance makes the pain of her feather being ripped out feel scalding.]
Despite her resolve to stop struggling, she ends up thrashing anyways. She lets out barely audible cries of pain.]
[...and she gets to watch herself do all of that.]
*Heyyy that made you react! Still, fae doesn't want you lasting for so little time!*
Pretty feathers you got! Although I know those are fake... But! Green suits you! It's easy to tell that you were her sister when you got these colors!
*Fae spins the feather a bit between his claws, then grabbed some dirt, changing the dirt to a bottle and putting the feather in the bottle. Fae put your eyes on a vine, making sure they won't end up falling, he might need both hands for this!*
*The feather changes to water, a liquid, and then that liquid is extended to fill the bottle, and then it becomes red, red potion! Even if it consumes extra magic to make those, it's one of the best things he got to figure out to do!*
[You're. Going to keep going. She knows what a red potion means here. It means you don't want to stop. And you're going to force her to deal with it.]
[She does her best to turn her head away from you,but can't help but wince when her body touches and optical nerves.]
*Fae walks closer, bottle in hand, making sure the vine with the eyes stays close enough, then fae puts a hand over your beak*
Alright then! Now, I'm gonna give you something that will help you! Or not! Depending who's the one having fun here!
If you dare to try and scream or call for help for whoever still cares about you, I'm taking your beak off and then your vocal chords as a whole.
*The vine around your beak gets a little loose, allowing you to open it a bit, he brings the bottle closer waiting for you to let him give it to you*
[She doesn't want to listen to you anymore. That spark she felt with you is gone again. She hates you. She fucking hates you! You used what little trust she had left against her, and now you're torturing her. It hurts.... She's scared. She just wants this to be over. A red potion will make things go on longer.]
[She tries to turn away from you again. She can't move much. ...But she can speak. She's not going to try to talk to you. Fuck you.]
Mama.... Mama, I'm sorry..
[It's not a cry for help, just the regret of not listening. Mama told her to be careful outside, and she hadn't been. Mama will blame themself for this, but it's not their fault. None of this is their fault. She's so horrible, and she knows she deserves this. She's sorry her mama has to deal with her, and everything that comes after.]
Be obedient my little bird, as much as I want to I don't have the same patience that I once had with you.
*Fae grabs your beak and opens it forcefully, a gap big enough to start pouring the potion, but just a bit, don't want to use it all at once. Who cares about whatever you said! He wasn't paying attention and he will never be! You don't deserve that, not after ignoring faer each time*
*You feel yourself healing, the cut on your cheek closing and just leaving a very clear scar, but then your injuries start healing around the thorns that still dig into your flesh. The rib that got broken tries to go to it's original state, but you can feel it struggling to do so when there's no space to move*
[She never thought that being healed could be a form of torture. Her skin is pressing against the thorns, attempting to heal around them, and only getting the thorns thoroughly stuck in her skin. Her ribs can't heal, not when she's still being crushed like this. She's scared.]
[She's left gasping and quietly begging for this to stop.]
*He hums, wondering how much further fae can take this...*
Hmm... If I remember correctly, what used to show that you were under my will disappeared when you decided to play smart! I suppose I need to give you a new form of reminder, no?
*Fae puts the potion aside, then his claws go to your neck, not breaking skin yet, but taunting to do so*
Let's see... What is a pretty flower that could go well with you, hm?
no no no no stop it-
[Her breaths are rapid, and speaking is hard. She's scared. She's so scared. The Asphodel marring her shoulder aches. She doesn't want another. Don't fucking give her another.]
I- I don't fucking belong to anyone!
[With her speaking, you can get a small glimpse of a branding on her tongue too.]
*Fae grins*
Oh little bird, but you already seem to belong to a lot of people! Although, you originally belonged to me, it's not fair you don't keep something from me
*Fae goes to pull out another feather, this time digging with faers claws on the base to forcefully make it come out faster*
Hmmm... I know!
*The feather changes, becoming some sort of- collar? Although it looks different from a normal one, first of all it seems to not be leather or fabric, but gold. It also seems to have cravings of a bunch of flowers, specifically carnations, and following the pattern of the flowers in the inside there are spikes that won't go dangerously deep, but will definitely leave a mark*
I don't belong to anyone! They're all just assholes!
[Even without her eyes, Kheel looks truly panicked by that collar. It looks painful- and if you make her wear it- well, it's definitely going to hurt.]
[She doesn't want that on her neck! She ends up shaking her head vigorously, in an attempt to get you to stop.]
Stay still, ungrateful brat.
*Fae grabs you from your feathers to keep your head still, can't have you moving too much right now!*
*Slowly, he brings the collar closer to your neck, gently oh so gently starting to close it around it, not piercing skin, it seems to big for that*
*And then it's not longer too big, shrinking down and the spikes making their way into your flesh, a bit tight too! Fae needs to make sure it gets marked well!*
[The collar sinks into her skin, and she's left sobbing again, calling out for you to stop once more. It hurts. It hurts so much and she just wants this pain to stop!!]
[Blood leaks out from beneath the collar.]
[She just wants her mama. Mama would make her feel better right now.]
I told you to shut up, I guess I still have to correct you all the time, hm?
*Fae grabs your break and forces it closed once again, no more sound! Can't risk it! Be a good little bird and just, listen!*
I don't care if you get rid of the collar later! It's pretty though, would be a shame, but! The mark will stay anyways! Fitting flowers, no?
*The vine brings your eyes closer so you have a good sight of your neck, look how pretty! Fae once told you that he enjoyed sculpting, now he picked up with carving!*
[...Silenced again. It's suffocated like this. She can barely cry and breathe, but you don't seem to care.]
[She doesn't like being able to see everything. She would rather be unable to see the collar and only feel the pain. But instead, she's feeling every ounce of pain, and she gets to watch the blood drip down her neck!!! How fun and definitely enjoyable!!!]
*Hmm, what else...*
You know, I'm running out of ideas, and want a quick input from you, alright my little bird? You always have been so creative! Want to say a few words to help me out with this creative block?
*He lets go of your beak, to see what you do, but keeps his claws on your cheek, giving you a bit of a choice! So considerate! He has a few tiny ideas if you try to play smart though*
Let go of me!
[You're asking what she wants? Well, she wants to be free from your grasp and be left alone. Haven't you done enough? She just got a lot more scars today because of you! You should be satisfied with this and leave her alone!!]
Hmmmm okay!
*The vines suddenly move, not holding you as tight as they were before. A tiny itty bitty issue though: your flesh that had healed around the thorns, is tore a bit open*
*The vines move you to still hold you, but no longer squishing you, oh you were all covered in injuries! What a sight! He brings your eyes closer, you need to see this!*
Better? Hmm, although I was expecting more out of you, well! You ended as a disappointment for a reason!
[She gasps at the relief that floods through her body. Just that small release makes things better, even with her skin screaming at her again.]
[that wasn't quite what she wanted when she asked to be let go, but it's better than nothing. At least she can breathe now.]
*Hmmm, he's still bored! Fae wants to keep the fun going!*
*The vines now hold only your limbs out, letting you exposed*
You know! There are some really nice trees around here, don't you think? Let's take a better look at them!
*Fae brings you to one of the near trees, the vines slowly pushing you against it, yes that will do! When you're positioned he grabs one of the feathers in your wing, and pulls as fae digs at the base to take it out*
[Her feathers have always, always been a sensitive spot. She remembers playing with her sisters, and one of them accidentally grabbed at her feathers. It ended up hurting for days, and no feathers were actually pulled out!]
[So she should've expected the pain to be this bad, especially with her pain tolerance completely ruined. But no, she starts thrashing, trying desperately to stop you from grabbing her feathers. Hurts hurts hurts—]
[The pain in her next, this weird vision, the scar on her cheek. You've already completely marred her. She doesn't need missing feathers. She knows you ripped out some of the feathers on her head, but there's more of those!]
*Fae finally takes out the feather, oh how pretty! Your feathers always had been something else, or it's just because you have been the only rito fae has ever known? Whatever!*
*Soon the feather changes shape, well, not truly shape, it just becomes pointier, the material is what changes. It became metal, sharp and clean, a perfect weapon that fae doesn't know how it could be called but looks cool!*
*He summons a small fire with faers other hand, and puts the metal feather over it, a vine behind him with the potion from before ready*
[She's tired. Why do you want more? Why do you still want to hurt her? Please stop..... She just wants this to be over with. She just wants the pain to be done.]
[She watches you heat up her own, now metal, feather with silent horror. Don't do it- please don't hurt her more. Please, please don't! And burning- it would be burning- she doesn't like burning.]
*When the metal feather seems to be hot enough he turns to you, smiling*
Don't worry my little bird! You will still have fun for a bit longer! Or is this for my own entertaining? I thought you enjoyed this kind of situations! Oh well, but you were always in another position I suppose, you'll soon learn!
*Fae takes a few steps closer, vines keeping you against the tree and the one with the potion following faers hand. After considering a bit for the best spot, fae stabs your elbow*
[She smells burning flesh again. She feels nothing but fear again. And the burning. She's burning. On fire. In pure anguish. Hurts hurts hurts hurts. She doesn't realize she's screaming.]
[Burning feels like her tool, who so graciously taught her a lesson. Burning feels like memories. They only burn and burn and burn.]
[Her elbow hurts. ...Even with her mangled shoulder, she had been hoping to fly again one day. Something tells her that she won't ever fly again now.]
*Ugh you still are loud... Well, whatever! He doesn't care anymore for that!*
*The vine holding the potion comes closer and pours a bit of it over your burning flesh, then he reheats the metal feather, then again, and again and again and again*
*Faers claws start to dig on your hip, creating deep bleeding gashes as fae attempts to reach bone, he wants to make sure you stay in one place for longer than just a few days!*
[She only screams more and louder as the pain increases. If her eyes were in their sockets, she would also be sobbing uncontrollably.]
[The metal feather digs into her elbow, burns her shoulder. The brief relief of the potion doesn't do anything for the pain that continues only seconds later.]
[Her hips join the cacophony of pain screaming through her body. Her vision is blurry. Even with her eyes separated, she thinks she can see her vision going dark. It's hard to see. Maybe it would be easier to let things go dark. Then she doesn't have to feel anything anymore.]
*Fae continues and continues until there's no more potion, throwing the bottle that was left aside but leaving the metal feather still in your elbow*
Hmm... You know! I always wondered if rito were just overgrown chicken! Because you look like one, I want to see if that's true!
*He stops cutting your flesh on your hip, calling the vine with your eyes to come closer, then searches for a good spot... Aha! Sure why not! The wings!*
*His claws go to your other wing, and then they start to- not digging, not creating a hole or anything, trying to pull the meat off, a piece at least*
[It's hard to breathe. It's hard to think. Her elbow hurts. And now the arm of her other wing feels weird. Weird?]
[Oh that's - there's more pain there. That's what she's feeling. She can barely make out the sight of you tearing off her skin. It feels... Bad. Everything feels bad.]