Board Thread:Important Logs/@comment-25687356-20170925211950/@comment-25955740-20171013010712

Interesting. Pulling her mask to leave the barracks in nothing short of annoyance and this unreasonable fury she caused, she stopped dead in her tracks before she could approach the doorway to leave—Sudden, Kyo, Vodal and Area appear from the blue, but she didn’t stop because of them. She swore. She stopped walking, her body stopped working, it didn’t move… Like the breeze of the sea, something washed over her and it wasn’t pleasant… The spiders that held themselves to the barracks fled out the doorway she attempted to excuse from.. She didn’t have to use a sensory technique to realize this unpleasant feeling was behind her. But she had swore.. They were the only ones there.. In the barrack.   Frozen in place. Hidden underneath her owl mask, she didn’t know her own expression nor would anyone else. Her bodily expression seemed at ease, but her body felt the opposite—A second of this feeling, the voice of a male she never once met spoke out and all she could do was move, turn to the voice. A trainee of her stature… That’s when she swore. She swore something in her mind. Facing the music of her actions, she found herself scolded on the spot—She didn’t mean it, it was a bluff, she told herself this… But.. Looking up to the male, she didn’t know much. But, this person happened to be someone on par with smiling mountain… She could tell that much. And that terrified her. She kept her shaking within her, but on the inside, that annoyance she had? It flared. But. The fear outweighed her more.   The motion of something relating to her blood and this curse of hatred—His honest view on her stooping this far to say such a thing… And she had the ability to say she cared about everyone. And here she was being the asshole for no reason… Yet. She was still swearing to the wind within her head, awhile her body felt something different. Caught in shock, fear or whatever it was at this point; shame being one. Her hues watched his hand lift, his gesture mixed with his words. And like that. His presence disappeared and he began to walk away.   Lifting her hands, her head tilted downward to look to her palms—Shaking to the core, her arms shivered, shook, she was terrified, much like everyone else. Balling her hands into fists. What did he mean…? Within her mind, that voice of her father told her about harboring hatred and for a moment, something clicked. With a shaky voice, a voice that started to break and show shame and fear, she managed a few words and attempted to right her wrong. “ I-I apologize, Krensh. I didn’t respect your choice and reacted without consideration. ” She said, bowing forward to the best of her ability; her words she meant. Deeper down, she didn’t mean the cold words she said, despite having those unfilter emotions get the better, those that were always true at the time, but never true past it. She addressed noone else as she turned around and simply walked out of the barrack, in a haste. Running by Hayato even, a face she only seen once, but someone she couldn’t name, though, she ignored him.   Despite the thoughts against it, she ran off in the direction that person, Godric. He was dressed differently, even she couldn’t sense him, she looked for that, his hair and clothing, along with people who may flock—This was insane. Why was she doing this? He said something that triggered something. Something that she wanted to ask.. Not only that. She felt a need to apologize for such a display that he more than likely saw. The moment she would’ve got close enough, be it stopped by him or tracking up to him the best way she could. Even pushing through some of the people caught in aw or amazement. “ Excuse me. <span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(67,67,67);font-weight:400;white-space:pre-wrap;">” She would’ve said in a murmur, a fearful murmur almost unheard. With that, she had to gulp down any fear, for this moment, and parted her lips to speak. The moment, she gained his attention, she would speak awhile bow her head downward. “ <span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(67,67,67);font-weight:700;white-space:pre-wrap;">I.. Understand I shouldn’t have behaved the way I did, I apologize for the fact you had to stoop to my level and correct me. And I apologize that I’m bothering you. That’s not why I’m here. <span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(67,67,67);font-weight:400;white-space:pre-wrap;">” She would’ve said lifting from her bow, even if others were watching in aw or some type of feeling of fear. She was shaking this time, and she couldn't conceal it. “ <span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(67,67,67);font-weight:700;white-space:pre-wrap;">If you will humor me. What is Curse of hatred and what does it imply to me..? <span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(67,67,67);font-weight:400;white-space:pre-wrap;">” She asked. As naive as she sounded. She didn’t know much about her bloodline, only her name and the few horrible things people had to say. Within her head, she prayed not to be crushed or sent a soar in the sky.