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wiped (ex_alluringl235) wrote in anon_rpg,

Being passive-aggressive was not a skill that she enjoyed, and yes; it was a skill - sometimes you use it to get your way and then others, you do your best to let things slide in a natural motion, like a landfall or light dusting of snow. Unfortunately for Hestia, this was an avalanche and she wants to scream at him, throw her fists into his chest and scream - why is it that is has to be like this? Why does she have to get hurt in order to get answers? Or a lack of answers! It was awful, this situation, she hated it. She hated how one look, one glance, one smirk - it was impossible.

See, for as angry as he got, she got more desperate.

Sometimes, when you push people away, they do go away. This is not always the desired response and then you are left feeling hopeless, disappointed and discouraged.

In this moment, she felt everything and nothing at all; it was punishment for the most innocent of crimes - being human.

Reverting in age can happen so fast when you aren't aware of what is happening - suddenly she is a child, a poppet.. For what it's worth, she should have been in a sundress with a pretty bow on her head but instead, no, instead she stares at him with her palms flat against her sides, resisting any temptation to move or touch- she doesn't really want to even have contact with herself, for those moments of his hands on her shoulders are years past now and they.. She, is back to acting.

"I don't think you should," she says softly, trying her best to be careful, to not push away more, as she ruins everything. "I think you'd be leaving me in danger," she continues, brushing a bit of hair over her ear, the uneasy starting to sink back over her, the words starting to break - his arm, your arm, show her the arm.

"Because he might come back, and if he does, I don't think that I can't not look at his arm."