I put my heart in my sword, and give it to you [Active, Closed]
WHO: Setsuna and Erza
WHAT: Two beautiful swordswomen prove you can find love on the battlefield, as long as you are drugged
WHERE: by the Forbidden Forest
WHEN: Week 51
Setsuna had thought the last event had been bad, but she had failed to realize the true humiliation that the school had been waiting to spring upon her. Truly, never again would she doubt the depths of this place's willingness to mortify her completely.
After all, children were one thing, they were confusing yes, but they were also capable of being sweet and adorable and in truth she cared deeply for them. Romantic love on the other hand, particularly forced romantic love, was so far beyond the half demon's frame of referince that simply contemplating it made her wish to sink into the ground and never be seen again.
Since sinking into the ground was not an actual option, Setsuna therefore chose to take the next best possibility and flee from the castle as soon as she could. The woods seemed safe from the mad desire that had swept through the school, and with her blade in hand, she looked for a place where she could clear her mind. Blades made sense after all. They were simple, solid, they had a chosen function and were ideally suited to it.
Blades did not make her heart race, did not make her entertain thoughts she should not...did not make her dream selfishly of being a normal girl.
Gripping the hilt of her oversized sword, she took a steadying breath, and tried to draw some of her weapon's strength into herself.
WHAT: Two beautiful swordswomen prove you can find love on the battlefield, as long as you are drugged
WHERE: by the Forbidden Forest
WHEN: Week 51
Setsuna had thought the last event had been bad, but she had failed to realize the true humiliation that the school had been waiting to spring upon her. Truly, never again would she doubt the depths of this place's willingness to mortify her completely.
After all, children were one thing, they were confusing yes, but they were also capable of being sweet and adorable and in truth she cared deeply for them. Romantic love on the other hand, particularly forced romantic love, was so far beyond the half demon's frame of referince that simply contemplating it made her wish to sink into the ground and never be seen again.
Since sinking into the ground was not an actual option, Setsuna therefore chose to take the next best possibility and flee from the castle as soon as she could. The woods seemed safe from the mad desire that had swept through the school, and with her blade in hand, she looked for a place where she could clear her mind. Blades made sense after all. They were simple, solid, they had a chosen function and were ideally suited to it.
Blades did not make her heart race, did not make her entertain thoughts she should not...did not make her dream selfishly of being a normal girl.
Gripping the hilt of her oversized sword, she took a steadying breath, and tried to draw some of her weapon's strength into herself.