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Posted: Mon Jan 20, 2014 10:30 am
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"Oh, drat." Needle sighed out loud, trying to open her twentieth door to find an exit and failing for the twentieth time. Not all the doors were locked however, some of them opened to walls, others to empty closets, but most of them were simply locked. The ones with the key pads confused her the most and were the ones she skipped over after a try or two, simply because they took too long to figure out. She remembered where they were though, and made a mental note to come back and try again. She tried her twenty-first door, pulling on the handle only to have it groan in protest and stay firmly closed.
The twenty-second door opened, and after being careful to make sure there wasn't a brick wall in her way (a lesson she had learned the hard way), she stepped in to it, feeling around only to find another tiny broom closet of a room.
That was when she heard footsteps in the distance. Needle canted her head and listened as the even footsteps continued, and then paused.
"...Hello?" She called out from where she stood in the makeshift broom closet, hand on the door handle in case she had to close it in a hurry. "Who is there?"
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Posted: Tue Jan 21, 2014 6:22 pm
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Needle felt the man catch her, but more importantly she felt the pressure of her needles as they tried to dig in to him. She gasped her apologies and tried to untangle herself from him, apologizing again and again every time she felt the pull of something on her arms. When they stopped she was back on her feet, and holding her arms so close to her the sharp needles poked into her skin. It was better her than him, she imagined.
"I am very sorry, Bix. I hope I did not hurt you..." She trailed off, a slight pout on her lips. There were only two men in her life that she really did not want to injure; Muka was the most obvious, but in the second spot was Bix, who had helped her again and again. Catching her needles on other creatures had become a daily thing, but they were the only two to get honestly sincere apologies and hidden stares of worry.
"You are very kind to offer, but I would not wish to interrupt you from your important work! I will find my own way, as to not be a burden." There was a strange squelch of a noise as she dislodged her needles from her chest, though the wounds smoothed over very quickly. After that she slid into a deep bow of gratitude.
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Posted: Wed Jan 22, 2014 9:44 am
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"I do not doubt that." Needle offered a small chuckle. "Please do not take offence to this...any creature I come across would be worse than you. At least where I am involved." She had eased out of her bow and had taken to playing with the ends of her long hair. It was strange of her to fidget, and yet she couldn't help herself.
"Things are...neutral. The good in my unlife is being matched by the bad." She sighed, turning to follow after Bix, taking cues from his body language as to where they were going, and how fast. "My boilfriend-" The word sounded awkward to her, but pleasantly so. "-is a fantastic creature. He does so much for me, and I adore him. But my home life..." She trailed off, her stiff posture slouching by a fraction. "Oh! Did I tell you? I am in my second year now!" It was a blessing and a curse, a thing of pride and fear; she was never sure what to think of her advancement, because there was so much attached to it.
"And yourself? How are things with you?"
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Posted: Wed Jan 22, 2014 10:29 am
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Posted: Wed Jan 22, 2014 10:57 am
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"Well you are a nice ghoul and... well, I like our friendship." Bix sort of dawdled, putting a few feet between the two of them. She could probably tell he was shifting, almost pacing, from the way his tattoo bobbed around. "I hope you do too and I hope you know that I'm not a bad guy. I was happy to meet you here and not judge me or hate me immediately."
His shuffling continued. "But it feels wrong to lie to you. I know we only met a few times but I was so happy you'd treat me normally that I just took your kindness and... well, I was lying to you. I'm not actually a bogeyman."
Bix wasn't sure if that was clear enough and in his head Mina, sympathetic to being a teenage ghoul, urged him to be clear. "I'm a hunter. One of those ones in the white coats. But I'm not a bad guy and usually people in here just attack me on sight! We aren't... bad and I hoped by getting to know me, and me knowing you, maybe you'd realize that too." He was flaming red in the face, not that she could see it.
As per usual with Bix he continued to ramble. "I'm just a guy and this is my job and our leaders over there aren't exactly the nicest and we get ordered to do things that maybe we don't agree with but... all we have is this job. We don't get families anymore. We just have to follow orders and be what they tell us to be." He took a deeeeeeeeep breath. "And my monster girlfriend is actually my weapon. Her name is Mina and she was a quetzlcoatl but I wasn't lying. I care about her a lot and she cares about me!!" He almost yelled the last part as if yelling it would make it more understand. "I do have a human girlfriend too.." he muttered finally, almost ashamed to have not told her before now.
enoh love rambling confession for u
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Posted: Wed Jan 22, 2014 2:25 pm
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Needle stayed quiet and still as he assured her of their friendship, and how he didn't want to be seen as the bad guy. It really only confused her further, since she was pretty sure Bix didn't have a 'bad' bone in his body, but that confusion didn't turn into hesitance or suspicion until he said the word Hunter. Not being a boogeyman was a harmless enough lie, though it was strange thing to lie about. But a Hunter. The White-coats.
When she thought he was finished, he seemed to continue on. At least he had been right in one thing: This was hard to digest. Very hard. The Hunters had attempted to kidnap her sister several times. There had been cages and nets involved, but more importantly they were responsible for Lattice walling herself up for the greater part of a year. She'd been too afraid of leaving the safety of her room to do anything, no matter what she had insisted.
This man, her friend, was part of that same group of vile outsiders that mentally scarred her precious sister? When Needle did finally move it was to shift her weight backwards, putting one more step between them. She didn't know what to think, other than make parallels between his description of his job and her own home life. The only difference was, the Manor never forced her to kidnap and scar. She could understand being forced to do something, but there was one thing she simply couldn't properly process:
"You lied to me." Needle breathed out in shock after he was finished, as if realizing it for the first time. To her knowledge she had never been lied to in her life; she had read about it, but this was her first time experiencing it. It was considerably less exciting than all of her other real-world firsts. She didn't like how this felt, not one bit.
"Why?" It was all she could think to say at first. In her mind, it seemed to sum up everything.
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Posted: Thu Jan 23, 2014 11:47 am
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"I do not judge by what I see." The last word was weighted for one obvious reason: her sight was her weakest sense by far. At the very least she understood, and parts of his plea did ring true. Had she known, she would have approached with greater caution at the time. She could not fault him for omitting that he was a Hunter, however...
"I suppose you are correct, however...you still did not have to lie to me. You could have said nothing." She fought to keep her voice as stoic as her training taught her, but being lied to, this feeling of betrayal, was so new it was difficult. "I liked you for you, not your job." She stayed quiet for a moment, mulling over her situation. He had been a Hunter all this time, but he had been so nice to her. Yes, he lied, but he helped her out too. She didn't know what to do. She wasn't equipped to handle this.
" I am unsure how to proceed...I have never been lied to before. Is it considered normal to feel internal pain?"
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