Board Thread:Konoha General RP/@comment-25955740-20170817010142/@comment-25955740-20170820205439

Bit. Hard pressed into her tongue, her teeth forced her mouth shut and words relocated to the back of her throat, to be locked there—Fright. Swirling around them it was like a self made tornado, he expressed anger, worse was, he expressed an emotional sense of it, along with frustration in the mixture, caught in his path, the table before her was shattered like a mirror, as his fist simply broke through it without a single lick of effort, the strength he had use without a single retain caused the floor behind them to crack, the wooden flooring  being destroyed, she cared not for that though, that was the last concern. Widening over her delicate face, her hues shot open, the azure pupil expanded, consuming the abyssal amethyst sea as she stared upon Godric, his power was petrifying to her. For a moment, for this moment, she was terrified of Godric, scared of him, she kept so quiet that a mouse gave off as a dog’s bark in loudness. Despite his anger or annoyance, he said a set of familiar words that she was reminded of, she’ll admit, she didn’t fully understand it, until now, at this moment, she started to get a better idea of it’s meaning—Those were the first meaningful words he told her, but it seemed they didn’t stick as hard as they should’ve. For a moment, she expected him to walk out, but deep inside, she knew he was a good person she could rely on, she couldn’t deny or pretend not, his emotional outburst proved it, he actually cared more than she could’ve realized.   Sunk to her chair, curled into it as if she was attempting to be apart of it’s cushioned mold, his next set of words, those were like knives and they really started to hurt—That day, he only expressed disappointed and disapproval. She didn’t notice his sadness for her nor his own sadness, at all. Her actions affected him, not just her team, but him too, she listened very carefully, as that was all he could do, because she reflected on it, unlike with her mother or father, she didn’t get this type of treatment, not even Moushi acted so strongly towards her and it was different, scary to be honest. In his set of words, she reflected on something important he said, something that she almost started to release. She cared for him, yes. She held no joy in how he felt, the polar opposite of glee. To endless repeat her past, because she reflected on it, obsessed with her destiny, then she’ll simply be destined to repeat it—Keeping to this path, she’ll never change, her life would never change.   Clung to the edges of her skirt, her head was tilted downward as she remained quiet, because she surely was listening and taking what he said in the highest consideration, because she cared, not just because she was scared—Shut down, almost. His words were something she needed to think on, as this feeling and those words, the meaning, it was so foreign to her. She could hear the sounds of the table being moved from his way, his steps towards her and beyond her trembling hues, she saw his face, he even expressed his annoyance it and for a moment, she expected to be hit, she couldn’t help but feel that way; even if she believed, he wouldn’t do that. As his hand extended, her pupils became refined as her sight started to focus on him, and for a moment, she thought the tap was going to be a punch, but no. Pressed gentle against her chest, where her battered and shattered heart would be, he touched there with even a gentler and wiser set of words, those were what caused something inside to break, to break in this word way—What’d he touch?   Swiftly, her arms extended outward to Godric, they’d be arm to wrap around his neck to shoulder area, from there, he’d be hugged, pulling into a hug or rather, she’ll be lean to hug him, because she was quite feeble compared to him. “ I’ll tr--I’ll do my best. I’ll learn from my mistakes. I’ll… I’ll become brave. ” She’d mumble. Naturally, she would’ve said sorry, but, she didn’t, for some reason, she just didn’t, because she felt that a sorry was just an excuse, something that proved she learned nothing; she wanted to prove she could learn something. As she’ll hug, she speak once more. “ I want to be helpful, I want to have friends, I don’t want to be scared. I can’t reassure you, but I promise and vow. I’ll do better. ” She spoke in a whimper, didn’t know what to say, but she added those tender words, because that’s how she felt, that was her purest emotion attempting to break through a little bit, extending out to Godric.