The women's words, they could have burned with the scornful joviality of it all. Septima listened, she must hear..if she didn't then silence would be her whisperer, and oh how she loathed the maddening clamor of nothinginess. " Mhmmmmm~ Then tearing your wings may bring you down to reality" With a subtle gaze, watching the shallow figure materialize she would coldly smile. Hair falling off her shoulder lifelessly, hand moving ever so slowly from the ears but did not release. Glass nails, the pressure would rise and the pain was what she seeked to enhance. His face her show, quizzical eyes keeping true to her intentions. Yes, she adored this boy. These ears, how estranged for human to bear but it was not of great concern to dwell on such things. This was real, she must accept it just as he should accept the malice behind her endeavors. Of course she listened, what she did made no difference to her natural formality with others. " Mhmmm...understood....Mhmmmm I see but always take into consideration...Anything could happen, ne?" Gingerly she smiled, releasing him from the torment she was sure he endured. On a heel she seemed to turn, gangly almost but graceful nonetheless. The women was her focus, such a finicky thing. Her eyes overlooked her, and did not bother to conceal the fact they seemed to measure her overall, parting pale lips, nothing was heard but what was shown was a crescent smile. A crisp glamor of what she was, and with the stillness of her being she ceased animation, eyes indistinct on their focus.
[/ xDD Well UHH WELL Septima is technically crazy, she just drifts between sanity these days]]
