illie, sap sipper
she/her
27
september 23rd
snowpoint city, sinnoh
bi curious
geneticist, alchemist
head professor
you caged me and then you called me crazy; i am what i am 'cause you trained me.
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illeana reyes
THE SWIFT WARNING [S]
POSTED ON May 29, 2024 19:24:12 GMT
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[attr="class","postbox"] [attr="class","imgavatar"] at the mention of PENELOPE LIVY, her expression morphs. there's rage beneath the surface, but also an inner turmoil of multiple feelings coalescing into one mixed concoction. there, against the backdrop of her prophesized throne, she recognizes the true divide for what it is. [break][break] "what reason was there behind the attack?"[break][break] had it been premeditated down to the last detail? or was it corrupted passion misplaced on any rocket within sight? [break][break] she knows, deep down, this dance will not last forever. she will grow tired of teetering between both sides, of the loyalties expected of her, and she will be forced to choose... the time has not come yet, but it will and when it does, will nomi's expression when speaking of her mirror the one she uses now for PENELOPE LIVY? [break][break] for now, she issues a small warning into the space between them. it comes as a soft whisper, hardened into an immovable force. "in the future, do not hide things like this from me again."[break][break] their alliance is of mutual benefits, but it only goes so far as trust extends. they might both do well to remember that. [break][break] the mention of the mundane quells the waning control in her veins, the ichor cooling slightly beneath the sensations of things more mortal in nature. she clings to the semblance of mortality as if it could save her, as if it could stop the golden flood from drowning her in holiness. it cannot and will not, but she has not realized, yet, the true cost she has paid. she will, just as nomi will, when a hand is forced to act. [break][break] "it's difficult to focus when tensions are reaching a boiling point."[break][break] and the drk triad... they lurk in spaces unseen. she can feel faint touches of them, like perfume lingering long after one has already left the room. their hands are still in the universe - her universe - and the concept awakens a sense of primordial protectiveness. she bares mild teeth at the thought. [break][break] "their lack of activity is a sign we should not ignore."[break][break] her eyes narrow. like sea hoenn, they are merely waiting for the right moment... when they find it? the dam will break and hoenn will flood as foretold in biblical times. [break][break] "i suspect they will be coming before the year is done. the prophecy was likely not just heard by just our ears - after all, they're always watching."[break][break] her eyes slide to nomi's unown for a moment before returning, but the point is made clear all the same. [attr="class","oocnotes"] Naomi Sato [break] social. 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