For the Love of a Hyral || Open
Characters: Shadow!Caim, Open
Date: Right nao, bb.
Summary: Caim's stalking the grounds. He's looking for Teta. We all know why. Stop him. Distract him. Pause him.
Warnings: ...Caim?
"Teta."
It came out so fluidly. It was such a lovely sound, really. It was magnificent. It was splendid. It was like a miracle. It was amazing. It was incredible.
"Teta."
In his hand, his longsword. His other was free, in the case that he needed to use it. He would summon the damned comets from the sky if he needed to. He had no care for the sake of Aegean's monuments, after all. The only thing he cared about was finding her. The young girl who reminded him so much of beautiful, darling Furiae. She was aesthetically pleasing. She was beyond compare. She was young. She was innocent. She was untouched by the horrors of the world. Caim could not resist that.
Well--Caim's shadow, at any rate.
What the actual Caim was doing... It was hard to say. Eventually they would meet and likely come to blows. Caim's shadow had no intent of losing, however. He would come out on top. He was the one with the voice. He was the one with the strength. He was the one with the desire and the ambition. Nothing could possibly stand against that.
So he stepped through the shadows, his chin lifted with a strange, corrupted type of pride. And in an eerie tone, he began to sing.
"Lovely Teta Hyral
You'll make me such a beautiful pet.
Come into my heart
And let us dance beneath the stars.
Tonight I shall make you mine."
Date: Right nao, bb.
Summary: Caim's stalking the grounds. He's looking for Teta. We all know why. Stop him. Distract him. Pause him.
Warnings: ...Caim?
"Teta."
It came out so fluidly. It was such a lovely sound, really. It was magnificent. It was splendid. It was like a miracle. It was amazing. It was incredible.
"Teta."
In his hand, his longsword. His other was free, in the case that he needed to use it. He would summon the damned comets from the sky if he needed to. He had no care for the sake of Aegean's monuments, after all. The only thing he cared about was finding her. The young girl who reminded him so much of beautiful, darling Furiae. She was aesthetically pleasing. She was beyond compare. She was young. She was innocent. She was untouched by the horrors of the world. Caim could not resist that.
Well--Caim's shadow, at any rate.
What the actual Caim was doing... It was hard to say. Eventually they would meet and likely come to blows. Caim's shadow had no intent of losing, however. He would come out on top. He was the one with the voice. He was the one with the strength. He was the one with the desire and the ambition. Nothing could possibly stand against that.
So he stepped through the shadows, his chin lifted with a strange, corrupted type of pride. And in an eerie tone, he began to sing.
"Lovely Teta Hyral
You'll make me such a beautiful pet.
Come into my heart
And let us dance beneath the stars.
Tonight I shall make you mine."