05-20-2015, 08:05 AM
He at least was willing to listen. Aria smiled at his choice of words, appealing to his empathy, ironic really.
Aria leaned back in the chair, her hands folded on the table in front of her. She was hardly threatening for a man with such power at his beck and call but Aria didn't intend to be a threat, at least not until her life was in danger of ending. Then she would fight or at least try to.
Aria pulled the emptiness around her even tighter as she started, her voice holding no emotion, no fear, no hatred, no love for anything... just empty sounds, "I do not know how much time you spent among us, before..."
She paused. She wasn't exactly sure what he knew and what he didn't. And Aria did not want to sound like a textbook, nor did she want to offend the Master of this realm. He could easily take her life in that offense. "I can prove what I am. Though I doubt you'd like any method of proof I can provide."
Aria smiled, but it didn't reach her eyes, "I was trained to be Furia. Meaning, my mother was Furia and I was assumed to be like her. However, my father was Sentient."
Aria watched Ascendancy for any sort of reaction to the word of her nature.
Unable to discern anything of importance from his gaze Aria continued as if he hadn't gotten that far into the Lore of the Atharim. "I am Sentient, an empath for those who care for mundane terms. I can read a person's emotions."
She smiled, "Before you ask the inevitable question, when a man or woman holds the power of the gods, they are unreadable. I see you with my eyes, hear you and know that you are there with all my other senses, but in that moment you cease to have any emotions."
Aria looked down at the table to decide whether or not she should reveal to him everything. She sat in her moment of silence, there was nothing to lose in anything she had to say. Her decision made, Aria tapped her fingers on the table once, looked up and sat up straight in her chair, she met the Ascendancy's gaze without fear of repercussions. "I know that you hold the power, that you didn't let go of it at any point in my company since the moment I met you on that snow covered mountain top. If you were to release that power, your emotions would be readable. Though I do not think for a moment that that is proof enough of what I say. Emotions can be discerned from just looking at a person, if you know what to look for. However, that is not the extent of my ability."
Aria swallowed quickly before she continued, she knew speaking the words would invite the darkness inside. "Some of my kind, can manipulate emotions. I am one of them. My father before me was the same, and it has been the reason he has been targeted twice for his transgressions against man. Manipulation is frowned upon. Free will and all that. I can show you your own fears. I can give you mine. I can give to you what your lover feels for you at the peak moment of your shared intimacy."
Aria leaned forward and smiled, the words slipped from her mouth with little coaxing. "I can bring the entire weight of this base upon you and watch you wither under the insanity that I live with every day of my life with a mere touch."
The emptiness punctuated the stated fact. Aria smiled, she could almost feel the darkness dripping from her lips. "And that is why I'm here. I'm nothing more than a monster to the Atharim. I'm expendable. Let others learn from my mistakes so when the true work is to be done, they don't fail as I inevitably will."
Aria continued to smile, she longed to push the limits of the mind. She'd come close once to killing someone with her ability, but something far darker took over then. Now... The darkness pulled at her and she knew that her life was probably forfeit there was nothing left but to wait to die.
So Aria waited, relaxed in the chair, her hand still folded on the table through the calm of the emptiness that surrounded her... Aria pushed aside the darkness refusing to let it win, dropped the emptiness let her sincerity show through, her eyes never diverting from the Ascendancy's gaze. "I choose not to kill your kind. I choose my death over theirs. I hunt you because it allows me to survive to protect them. To protect secrets like Nox and his sister harbor. Either way this ends, I die. I die by your hands when my attempt fails, because my hand will one day be forced. Or I die at theirs for failure to do my job. Failure to kill a god. A traitor to the dogma I have lived by my entire life."
Aria smiled. "So in that I suppose I am trapped."
Edited by Aria, May 20 2015, 08:10 AM.
Aria leaned back in the chair, her hands folded on the table in front of her. She was hardly threatening for a man with such power at his beck and call but Aria didn't intend to be a threat, at least not until her life was in danger of ending. Then she would fight or at least try to.
Aria pulled the emptiness around her even tighter as she started, her voice holding no emotion, no fear, no hatred, no love for anything... just empty sounds, "I do not know how much time you spent among us, before..."
She paused. She wasn't exactly sure what he knew and what he didn't. And Aria did not want to sound like a textbook, nor did she want to offend the Master of this realm. He could easily take her life in that offense. "I can prove what I am. Though I doubt you'd like any method of proof I can provide."
Aria smiled, but it didn't reach her eyes, "I was trained to be Furia. Meaning, my mother was Furia and I was assumed to be like her. However, my father was Sentient."
Aria watched Ascendancy for any sort of reaction to the word of her nature.
Unable to discern anything of importance from his gaze Aria continued as if he hadn't gotten that far into the Lore of the Atharim. "I am Sentient, an empath for those who care for mundane terms. I can read a person's emotions."
She smiled, "Before you ask the inevitable question, when a man or woman holds the power of the gods, they are unreadable. I see you with my eyes, hear you and know that you are there with all my other senses, but in that moment you cease to have any emotions."
Aria looked down at the table to decide whether or not she should reveal to him everything. She sat in her moment of silence, there was nothing to lose in anything she had to say. Her decision made, Aria tapped her fingers on the table once, looked up and sat up straight in her chair, she met the Ascendancy's gaze without fear of repercussions. "I know that you hold the power, that you didn't let go of it at any point in my company since the moment I met you on that snow covered mountain top. If you were to release that power, your emotions would be readable. Though I do not think for a moment that that is proof enough of what I say. Emotions can be discerned from just looking at a person, if you know what to look for. However, that is not the extent of my ability."
Aria swallowed quickly before she continued, she knew speaking the words would invite the darkness inside. "Some of my kind, can manipulate emotions. I am one of them. My father before me was the same, and it has been the reason he has been targeted twice for his transgressions against man. Manipulation is frowned upon. Free will and all that. I can show you your own fears. I can give you mine. I can give to you what your lover feels for you at the peak moment of your shared intimacy."
Aria leaned forward and smiled, the words slipped from her mouth with little coaxing. "I can bring the entire weight of this base upon you and watch you wither under the insanity that I live with every day of my life with a mere touch."
The emptiness punctuated the stated fact. Aria smiled, she could almost feel the darkness dripping from her lips. "And that is why I'm here. I'm nothing more than a monster to the Atharim. I'm expendable. Let others learn from my mistakes so when the true work is to be done, they don't fail as I inevitably will."
Aria continued to smile, she longed to push the limits of the mind. She'd come close once to killing someone with her ability, but something far darker took over then. Now... The darkness pulled at her and she knew that her life was probably forfeit there was nothing left but to wait to die.
So Aria waited, relaxed in the chair, her hand still folded on the table through the calm of the emptiness that surrounded her... Aria pushed aside the darkness refusing to let it win, dropped the emptiness let her sincerity show through, her eyes never diverting from the Ascendancy's gaze. "I choose not to kill your kind. I choose my death over theirs. I hunt you because it allows me to survive to protect them. To protect secrets like Nox and his sister harbor. Either way this ends, I die. I die by your hands when my attempt fails, because my hand will one day be forced. Or I die at theirs for failure to do my job. Failure to kill a god. A traitor to the dogma I have lived by my entire life."
Aria smiled. "So in that I suppose I am trapped."
Edited by Aria, May 20 2015, 08:10 AM.