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heavenstraitorr
it was quiet , where the angel stood , save for the soft sound of buzzing that filtered through the room through the old faulty light fixtures . the woman took a breath , running a bloody hand through her blonde hair as she removed her blazer , taking a moment to wipe her blade clean .
she was stood expressionless , physically incapable of being able to showcase the shred of regret she felt as she looked around the room at them all , her siblings , laying motionless on the ground , shadows burnt into the walls and floor where they lay . wings . she hated what she had done but the need for self preservation was a powerful thing .
frowning , she turned to walk away , her perfect pristine suit stained with blood , platinum hair streaked with red . until she felt it , a presence , a powerful one unlike anything she had ever known . her eyes darted around , glowing a bright blue “ who’s there ? “ she called , still breathless .
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the angel was determined to keep her growing fear a secret . fear ? or was it apprehension ? she wasn’t sure but she hoped that it wasn’t fear . it was a horrible feeling , she knew that much . it wasn’t so much resistance as it was her own desperate need to come across as composed and in control . upon hearing his comment , her eyebrows raised and as much as she didn’t want them to , her eyes blew wide in surprise . “ oh , is that so ? “ she asked and tilted her head “ interesting . “ she had died before . a few times , she couldn’t help but be a little curious about why he hadn’t decided but kept it to herself .
she seemed surprised that he back off slightly , though stayed where she was , not making any move to get closer or further away . it could be a trick after all . “ yes , some might say that . i suppose it is rather evil . “ she agreed and sighed , shrugging once more “ i don’t think self preservation is evil . “ she admitted , looking up at him briefly “ oh indeed , it’s quite the rush . “
as he circled her , she tensed . she had never felt this way before , like she was weak . she had almost always been the most powerful person in any room and to know that right now she wasn’t , well it made her feel small . “ a dumbass ? “ she repeated and frowned , she had never thought of herself as stupid before . and no one had ever asked her that sort of question , definitely not in such a soothing way . it was kind of comforting . “ i’ve never thought about it . “
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@heavenstraitorr Nyarlathotep's form continued to ripple and shift, a shapeless, ever-changing darkness. The woman's resistance did not go unnoticed, and the eldritch entity couldn't help but appreciate her audacity. Her muttered comment about pet names drew a low, ominous chuckle from Nyarlathotep. "Aw, babe, no, I mean my name shouldn't matter to you because I haven't decided whether or not to kill you." As she hesitantly stepped back, Nyarlathotep's tendrils of darkness seemed to recede, allowing her space to retreat. Her admission about the ruined suit and her callous indifference toward the fallen angels seemed to intrigue the eldritch entity. "A little mess is indeed necessary at times, a necessary evil, some might say," Nyarlathotep mused, his voice echoing with an eerie fascination. "And the thrill of it all, the rush of power, can be intoxicating, can it not?" The eldritch presence circled her as if testing her resolve. "You, my dear, are a complex being, caught between worlds of being a dumbass angel, and being a weak earth dweller," Nyarlathotep whispered, his voice almost soothing in its eerie way. "So are you a loser? Or weak? Just curious."
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it shocked her , the way his appearance seemed to shift and move , like it was cloaked in shadow . it seemed that way at least , maybe it was shadow ? she couldn’t tell in the moment . whatever it was it wasn’t good , she could tell that much . silently her grip tightened on her blade and despite everything in her telling her to go , get away from this thing , she stood her ground , squinting through the darkness . “ you say that names hardly matter and yet you are already insisting on pet names . “ she muttered
hesitantly , she slid one of her feet back , willing the heels on her feet to allow her to step back silently as she looked around “ yes unfortunately . “ she admitted “ this suit is ruined “ she muttered in frustration , running her hands over her pencil skirt in hopes of smoothing it over “ sometimes a little mess is necessary “ she told him “ i do always get a bit of a kick out of the torture , as much as it’s wrong for me to admit it . “ she shrugged softly “ they got what they deserved . they lived for their cause …and they died for it . nothing to get upset over “ she huffed , her tone monotonous , almost void of any emotion , like she was still learning how to feel .