05-10-2016, 02:33 PM
Aria at what was on the table. There was no need for anything special. Food was food, and she was starving. It didn't even bother her that he had started talking quickly and it took a while to understand him with his heavy accent.
Manix Lir... she filed the name away to check on later to see if he was in the database and register it to check to make sure it never hit it to begin with. He gave her an ultimatum as if she would hurt someone who saved her. Michael Vellas was the last godling to save her life in a less way and she would keep him safe to the best of her ability. She would keep Dane safe even though she knew that it was probably not the best association.
Aria was glad that Manix had told her that she'd killed her father. It didn't save her from the grief of losing Lucas. Even the small thought of him made her heart pound with the loss the emptiness she felt and her exaggerated emotions were killing her. She was sure of it - he'd done something. And he told her exactly what he'd done. Aria tried not to let the anger that welled up inside of her out but she could feel her hand tightening on her fork. She could feel the cold metal biting into her palm, the scars of the hilt of her sword started to ache with the pressure. He had messed around in her brain...
"What gives you the right to muck around with my emotions?'
Aria smirked at the comment and remembered what she was. She frowned. It wasn't uncommon for her to make someone feel what she wanted. It was starting to become a survival instinct. She waved her anger off and shook her head. "Don't answer that."
Aria had to know if what he'd done was the cause of her emptiness, or where all the people here like him. "Is your crew like you? Do they wield the power of the gods."
She added quickly. "And just to reassure you, it is not my goal to hunt men or women like you. But you are right we do hunt you. My best friend is one of you and I would do anything to keep him safe,"
she confided.
Manix Lir... she filed the name away to check on later to see if he was in the database and register it to check to make sure it never hit it to begin with. He gave her an ultimatum as if she would hurt someone who saved her. Michael Vellas was the last godling to save her life in a less way and she would keep him safe to the best of her ability. She would keep Dane safe even though she knew that it was probably not the best association.
Aria was glad that Manix had told her that she'd killed her father. It didn't save her from the grief of losing Lucas. Even the small thought of him made her heart pound with the loss the emptiness she felt and her exaggerated emotions were killing her. She was sure of it - he'd done something. And he told her exactly what he'd done. Aria tried not to let the anger that welled up inside of her out but she could feel her hand tightening on her fork. She could feel the cold metal biting into her palm, the scars of the hilt of her sword started to ache with the pressure. He had messed around in her brain...
"What gives you the right to muck around with my emotions?'
Aria smirked at the comment and remembered what she was. She frowned. It wasn't uncommon for her to make someone feel what she wanted. It was starting to become a survival instinct. She waved her anger off and shook her head. "Don't answer that."
Aria had to know if what he'd done was the cause of her emptiness, or where all the people here like him. "Is your crew like you? Do they wield the power of the gods."
She added quickly. "And just to reassure you, it is not my goal to hunt men or women like you. But you are right we do hunt you. My best friend is one of you and I would do anything to keep him safe,"
she confided.