Post by Percivarre de Senganza on Mar 10, 2015 12:22:17 GMT -5
She felt a surge of satisfaction run down the back of her neck as she struck the Little One down. The bottom of her clenched fist prickled, and the sensation remained even after she uncurled her fingers. She'd be lying if she admitted to not being disappointed at the fact that she'd not inflicted her enemy quite enough pain. She was sure the expression on her face betrayed any desire for subtlety: such was the nature of bestial things.
It seemed that Quincy was synonymous with ape, and she was pleasantly surprised to find the creature hanging on her arm. Every living thing had some form of subconscious thought, and thus, some form of instinct. She was starting to enjoy studying him, and her frown turned into a smile when she heard his words. Finally, she was going to get some answers, and in the face of new discoveries, her primal desire to make those around her willow in despair evaporated. The Behemoth had priorities.
She lowered the hand holding his ear to her side, and she focused all of her attention to her outstretched arm. He was starting to bleed again. Poor thing. "That is your greatest opportunity, Little One. You must learn to listen, first and foremost. If you place action before preparation, you will always falter." She jerked her arm slightly. It was an attempt at intimidation. "You may call me by whichever name you wish, so long as you provide me with the explanations I seek. Now listen closely, for I will only grant you a single opportunity to reply." There was something about this particular circumstance that pleased her, yet she couldn't quite point out the factors that mad her feel so. She'd pained many others, made countless creatures suffer, and she'd never felt this way. She was starting to understand what exactly she was. Acknowledging such matters was testament.
Her neck cracked as she rotated her head, back and forth. Expectant eyes returned to gaze at the creature hanging on her arm. "Explain to me your ability to manipulate the spiritual. Explain to me what exactly those metallic objects were, and their capabilities. I have never before experienced such deceptive properties, and I wish to learn how to manipulate them to my will."
She glanced at the dried ear. Then looked back at him, grinning. "If you behave, I will return this to you, and send you on your way."
WC: 406
GP: 8/92
Range
Kaneki: Melee.
Receiving Actions
Kaneki: None
Outgoing Actions
Action 1: None
Verdict
None
Wounds
Superficial scratch wound on back.
Menial burn wound on chest.
Outgoing Actions
Action 2: None
Outcome
Stamina: 107/130