[All very pretty things to say. A part of her clearly wants to believe it as her head tilts to absorb his laughter. Does he think she was amused by his sudden absence? That he can just charm his way back into her good graces?
He might be right, she realizes. Was she not always the one who claimed the path of least resistance, when it came to feeding?]
(Ilde sleeps.)
[That's what he wants to hear, right? It is given, easily -- the catacombs, how she struggled to stand, the act of Ilde being thrown to the wall, crushed beneath a snarling and spitting monster. She knows now, that they were not on the most pleasant of terms.
Not like Ilde felt toward her.]
(None. We are a Hive of children, and soft meat.)
[Murphy would not allow her to feed from Bellamy. Asuka fought hard enough that she had nearly fell comatose from the effort not to maim her beyond recognition. Damon was a monster all his own, careless of his Nestmates. The others cursed her feeding habits. The Nest's darker creatures had been forced to slumber -- there was nothing left for her.
Bitter, cold, and starved. Understatements, at best.]
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He might be right, she realizes. Was she not always the one who claimed the path of least resistance, when it came to feeding?]
( Ilde sleeps. )
[That's what he wants to hear, right? It is given, easily -- the catacombs, how she struggled to stand, the act of Ilde being thrown to the wall, crushed beneath a snarling and spitting monster. She knows now, that they were not on the most pleasant of terms.
Not like Ilde felt toward her.]
( None. We are a Hive of children, and soft meat. )
[Murphy would not allow her to feed from Bellamy. Asuka fought hard enough that she had nearly fell comatose from the effort not to maim her beyond recognition. Damon was a monster all his own, careless of his Nestmates. The others cursed her feeding habits. The Nest's darker creatures had been forced to slumber -- there was nothing left for her.
Bitter, cold, and starved. Understatements, at best.]