miscreant: ({ and i can see you; ❄)
ѕevιιlιa вlιgнтwιng ([personal profile] miscreant) wrote in [community profile] station72 2017-07-28 02:57 am (UTC)

[(Relief, Joy, Love -- three emotions she knows from example, another to feel them so keenly from a boy. She herself finds some relief when he pushes them away.)

She is quiet in the shared space of their memories. Yes, yet another form, all consuming and bewildering to behold. She almost regrets choosing a space on the ship so far away from her broodmate. At least closer, her skin itched less. Murphy's fear(?) was less keen and strange-feeling on her tongue. The shadow of. the enemy he saw appeared like something out of her cursed subconscious.

That demon lurks in the back of her skull, in her belly where the blood hunger suddenly begins to stir in remembrance. She pulls from Murphy to clamp down, to contain it.]


( I suppose we shall find out soon enough. )

[Maybe she would even get to feed off of them. She can't help thinking it -- an easy meal, a meal that for once didn't compromise the Nest.]

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