x>>xxxEsmeralda Soler
xxxxxxxThe Slave Fraccion of Cervantes Ranaga.
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxLet me be invisible...
>> Esmeralda was not sure if Miss Ariana's parting words were compliments. She could not have been happier to be acknowledged as "different" from the crazed puppeteer, but here in Hueco Mundo surely that was an insult. Character was not treasured here, fear and power were. Those who stayed alive were those who either had the strength to fight back or got the hell out of the way. She still remained stone-like when Ariana left the room, but inside she was relieved. Mr. Drosselmeyer had extremely violent tendencies when his "precious doll" was even looked at. She had seen many weak-minded like her die simply from staring at it too intently. That short temper combined with Miss Ariana's strange want, no, NEED to annoy, if Servantes-Sama wasn't in the room, things would have looked rather bleak for Esmeralda.
Upon hearing her name, she suddenly jolted back to life. Words could not describe her relief when she realized that her Master's tone of voice was not angry. "Y-yessir!" In a flash she was by his side, her head bowed respectfully in his presence. "Is there something you need, Ranaga-Sempai?" She made no movements to acknowledge Keinz; Esmeralda had considerably more respect for her leader than for her fellow Fraccion. <<
[[ Out of Carrots: I apologize for the lazy posts D: Also, does I has to quote everyone in the room when I post? I never understood the whole quoting system. ]]
