Week Thirteen: Monday (Early)
Who: Selene and Cassius
When: Monday Early Morning
Where: Their rooms
She'd been out for too many days. It wasn't like Selene to be so absent, but it also wasn't like Selene to allow so many thoughts to press down on her mind. And most of all... it wasn't like Selene to get into something that was hard to describe in any other words than a cat fight. But she had. She had sat across from Valeria and taunted her with words that were almost designed to aggravate the other woman, that preyed on her vulnerabilities. Pushed until she had snapped and attacked Selene.
But she had. And some part of her had enjoyed seeing the other woman's face tighten in anger. She hadn't necessarily enjoyed the claws that had ripped into her face or the fangs that had tore at her face but they were merely a price to pay for enraging the other as she had. Those marks were all healed now, no longer visible on her bare skin. But she remembered them all too well.
And sometimes she smiled at the thought. Other times she was angry at herself for that pleased warmth that flowed through her at the memory. It wasn't like her. But maybe it was? Maybe it was like her now? The thought didn't sit well and had been the main reason she had kept to the city far longer than she should have. Kept herself from Cassius as long as she had. The thoughts were unsettling. Reminded her all too clearly of what he had shared with her not all that long ago in the grand scheme of time. The memories had been taken back but they were not erased, there were still moments where the remnants of those thoughts and the... chaos were rich in her mind, consuming and alive. Never the same and never as strong but it couldn't be entirely forgotten.
Just as she couldn't forget the irritation and rage that Valeria created in her and how she hadn't pushed it aside as she knew she ought to. She didn't fight it but rather seemed to embrace it. It frightened Selene as much as it intrigued her.
A long restless night was spent in the city, not filled with sleep but rather with restless thoughts that she couldn't quite seem to tamp down. Her clothes were nearly the same as she had worn to her rendezvous with the other blond, black and short. Though it was all rumpled now. Not quite her usual standards, but little seemed to be of the usual at the moment.
Quiet and slowly she worked her way through the hallways of the school. The path one she could do by memory easily, it was her room, their room, even if she had been absent for a few days. Her fingers paused on the door handle momentarily before pushing it open and stepping inside. Selene's back fell against the door as she closed it behind her, fingers holding onto the handle as she leaned back, take in the scent of the room. She had returned and he was waiting, she could feel him in the room.
"I'd ask what you saw in her but I don't know that I'd care for the answer, or maybe I'd understand and that is perhaps just as troublesome."
When: Monday Early Morning
Where: Their rooms
She'd been out for too many days. It wasn't like Selene to be so absent, but it also wasn't like Selene to allow so many thoughts to press down on her mind. And most of all... it wasn't like Selene to get into something that was hard to describe in any other words than a cat fight. But she had. She had sat across from Valeria and taunted her with words that were almost designed to aggravate the other woman, that preyed on her vulnerabilities. Pushed until she had snapped and attacked Selene.
But she had. And some part of her had enjoyed seeing the other woman's face tighten in anger. She hadn't necessarily enjoyed the claws that had ripped into her face or the fangs that had tore at her face but they were merely a price to pay for enraging the other as she had. Those marks were all healed now, no longer visible on her bare skin. But she remembered them all too well.
And sometimes she smiled at the thought. Other times she was angry at herself for that pleased warmth that flowed through her at the memory. It wasn't like her. But maybe it was? Maybe it was like her now? The thought didn't sit well and had been the main reason she had kept to the city far longer than she should have. Kept herself from Cassius as long as she had. The thoughts were unsettling. Reminded her all too clearly of what he had shared with her not all that long ago in the grand scheme of time. The memories had been taken back but they were not erased, there were still moments where the remnants of those thoughts and the... chaos were rich in her mind, consuming and alive. Never the same and never as strong but it couldn't be entirely forgotten.
Just as she couldn't forget the irritation and rage that Valeria created in her and how she hadn't pushed it aside as she knew she ought to. She didn't fight it but rather seemed to embrace it. It frightened Selene as much as it intrigued her.
A long restless night was spent in the city, not filled with sleep but rather with restless thoughts that she couldn't quite seem to tamp down. Her clothes were nearly the same as she had worn to her rendezvous with the other blond, black and short. Though it was all rumpled now. Not quite her usual standards, but little seemed to be of the usual at the moment.
Quiet and slowly she worked her way through the hallways of the school. The path one she could do by memory easily, it was her room, their room, even if she had been absent for a few days. Her fingers paused on the door handle momentarily before pushing it open and stepping inside. Selene's back fell against the door as she closed it behind her, fingers holding onto the handle as she leaned back, take in the scent of the room. She had returned and he was waiting, she could feel him in the room.
"I'd ask what you saw in her but I don't know that I'd care for the answer, or maybe I'd understand and that is perhaps just as troublesome."