[ She'd been expecting pain. Not pain like the type that had slowly, insidiously taken away the life of the one woman who had been kind to her, but sharp and stinging. A bludgeon.
But it doesn't happen. Instead, a new presence makes itself known, and while she flinches at the chains that encircle her-- they don't bind her, instead lashing about to knock further projectiles away.
Her eyes are wide with shock as she stares up at the figure... beautiful features, almost like a doll-- though she'd been compared to one too. Still, there's certainly something otherworldly about this individual, something she can't quite place. A weapon?
... A weapon.
Her throat tightens, but Cardia, without really thinking, finds herself reaching out to this person. Unlike them, her hands are covered with red gloves, for everyone else's safety.
Power to fight, she's not sure she wants or needs. The strength to live, she's not sure she deserves. But a guide? She sorely needs some sort of guidance here. ]
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But it doesn't happen. Instead, a new presence makes itself known, and while she flinches at the chains that encircle her-- they don't bind her, instead lashing about to knock further projectiles away.
Her eyes are wide with shock as she stares up at the figure... beautiful features, almost like a doll-- though she'd been compared to one too. Still, there's certainly something otherworldly about this individual, something she can't quite place. A weapon?
... A weapon.
Her throat tightens, but Cardia, without really thinking, finds herself reaching out to this person. Unlike them, her hands are covered with red gloves, for everyone else's safety.
Power to fight, she's not sure she wants or needs. The strength to live, she's not sure she deserves. But a guide? She sorely needs some sort of guidance here. ]
Please... don't hurt them. They're just... scared.
[ "Monster!!" The crowd roars, and she does her best not to cringe. ]