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Post by Raelin Fang on Feb 1, 2017 18:36:22 GMT -6
The wide smirk on his face made her pending betrayal of everything she held dear worse. Much worse. And his hand was still on her wing. Turning back around to face the wall, she flared her wings out over her in wide arc in an effort to keep him farther away. She would not speak to him. Her hands knotted around the sheet. Not until she had to. He was the one who wanted her healed.
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Post by Sousuke Aizen on Feb 1, 2017 20:42:57 GMT -6
He grabbed her wing jerking her back to face him as she winced in pain. Lowering himself until the were face to face he spoke again. "Do you want to be healed or would you like me to leave you to wallow in your pain? I am offering you some relief. If you deny it, I will not offer it again."
He released her and stood once more. "Speak now or forever hold your peace, Raelin Fang." Aizen told her as he looked down his nose at her.
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Post by Raelin Fang on Feb 1, 2017 21:42:55 GMT -6
Realin didn’t speak and looked away, her hands fisting white around the sheet. She didn’t care if she healed at all. She could do nothing in regards to their bargain until she was in better shape and her powers were not exhausted from constantly knitting herself back together. Time was still on her side if no one interfered.
For a fleeting period of time.
She shut her eyes as voices started building in her head again but still remained silent.
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Post by Sousuke Aizen on Feb 5, 2017 13:59:56 GMT -6
Aizen looked to the girl curled up on the bed. In silence he turned and walked away toward the door. "Then wither in pain Angel. I will not offer again."
"Heal quickly, for your needed time is approaching swiftly." He stopped at the door turning to look at her once more. "Healed or not you will be freeing said demons when the time comes." He opened the door and was gone, leaving her to her own doing and suffering.
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Post by Raelin Fang on Feb 5, 2017 15:16:49 GMT -6
A small vindictive smile curled up on Raelin’s lips as Aizen left her alone again. She would heal on her own, and until then, she would be able to do nothing for him. Until then, she could find a way to end this plan…
Raelin lifted her head.
The door didn’t lock. Or she had imagined it?
Slowly, she slipped out of the bed and walked to the door. But a moment before she reached for it, she pulled abruptly back, nearly falling as her knee cried out.
Her wings fanning out kept her on her feet.
Raelin stared at the door as Aizen’s threat to Kita and her unborn children rang out in her head. Even if he had been arrogant enough to leave it unlocked, if she were to escape, he would attack her.
And the children.
Raelin limped back to her bed. She couldn’t allow that. But if she found the door to be unlocked, could she stop herself from running out? Reclaiming her fate? Raelin sunk back to the cot.
And didn’t even move as the voice started up again.
The timing didn’t matter.
There was no escape for her. ~ END RP ~ "A New Aizen":
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