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 Posted: Sun Nov 10, 2013 6:08 pm
Amrita seemed to be taking a long time to reply, and Hel mistook that as Amrita thinking she was untrustworthy. The reaper pouted, her lips pulling into a frown as her cheeks puffed out. Hel was about to voice that she didn’t appreciate that she wasn’t considered trustworthy, until Amrita finally spoke up, silencing anything Hel was about to say.
The reaper paused, listened, and then knitted her brows in thought. Hrm. Now it was Hel’s turn to take a long time to think about what Amrita said, and it was because she had heard something like this before. Now Hel was wracking her brain, trying to remember when and where, she recalled it.
“Ah…ya…I think so, actually…” She trailed off for a moment. “Belladonna had once told me something along those lines, actually…hrm…something about other selves and some not remembering what others did…is that what you are referring to?” Mot had actually also told her something like that once.
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Posted: Sun Nov 10, 2013 6:32 pm
"Yes! Like that! Bella and Mot were in there too, I know at least Bella was there when we were all talking to Medea." Amrita nodded, thankful that she didn't have to explain all the things about it.
"Bella and Mot were in different Kingdoms, though. I think...I think Bella was the Queen of the Green Kingdom of Creation and Mot was...somewhere in the Red Kingdom of Destruction." She pulled the knowledge from her memories, her eye on the ceiling in thought. "I was in the Black Kingdom of Revenge. I was the Queen. Well, the Eldritch Advisor, but essentially the Queen. Aymet was..." She gestured uselessly, knowing full well that Hel could put two and two together.
"I had a different name in that world, but when I finally remembered who I really was I was stuck with two sets of memories; mine, and her's. She...she really loved him, with every ounce of her being." Her face had darkened as she shoved aside from of Moon's memories, her head eventually ducking to rest against her knees.
"All I could think about was killing the Black King so I could save Aymet, and I tried, I really did...but he didn't see me, he saw her, and some of the things he told me were just..." She was thankful she had lowered her head, that her hair covered her face so Hel couldn't see just how dark her blush had become. All she could hear was that promise, and her stomach twisted as she recalled the way he had kissed her after delivering it. "They made me feel so wanted, and loved, and everything I didn't have here with my boilfriend...but...but those were their memories, not ours." She stayed quiet for a moment, willing her blush to go away before she looked up again, this time folding her arms on her knees and planting her chin on a set of stitches.
"So I just...I don't know if what I feel is me for him, or her for the King." And vice-versa, really. She knew Aymet had feelings for her, but it ate her up inside not knowing if it was real, or from their second set of shared memories.
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Posted: Sun Nov 10, 2013 7:00 pm
Hel didn’t think she’d be hearing about all this stuff again, but here she was, hearing it from Amrita as well. Hrm. What had she been doing when everyone she knew was going through this? Oh yeah…she was property hunting!
The reaper was silent as Amrita spoke to her, nodding her head quite often to let her know she was listening or that she understood what she was saying. At time she’d make an ‘ah’ sound, like when she pieced two and two together about her being Queen and Aymet being King. When Amrita spoke about feelings well…Hel sympathized. She sympathized quite a bit…she understood wanting to feel wanted and loved and—wait.
Wait. Hold up.
“…You have a boilfriend?” Hel uttered, flabbergasted.
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Posted: Sun Nov 10, 2013 7:04 pm
"Had." Amrita clarified sheepishly, drumming her fingers on her upper arms. "At the time, anyway. It's complicated."
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Posted: Sun Nov 10, 2013 7:07 pm
“Oh…alright…” Hel almost wanted to ask, but decided, wisely, to let it go…oh wait.
“So do you still feel something for him? Is that conflicting with that you are feeling now?” When did Hel sound like a counselor? Maybe mentoring under Hyde did have some effect…maybe. She was also just nosy, and Amrita said it was complicated, so she wondered.
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Posted: Sun Nov 10, 2013 7:15 pm
Amrita groaned internally. She had been so close to being let off the hook. So close. Ah well. The ghoul shifted awkwardly, and though she didn't uncross her arms, some of her hair found their way between her fingers.
"Yes...I still love him, despite it all." It was painful to admit, but it was true. No matter how slighted she felt, or how overlooked she tended to be, her feelings for the Igor were still there. They'd always been there, and probably always would, no matter how mad at him she had become. "I feel like I like them both and they're on both ends of the spectrum, but...I can't have both of them, so until I sort everything out, I opted for neither of them." She explained, hoping it wouldn't make her sound too selfish; she certainly felt that way. Her gaze lowered and she stopped fidgeting; everything about her suddenly seemed to curl in on herself.
"...But if...whatever this is...with Aymet is actually me...well, the thought scares me. A lot." Amrita admitted in a soft, almost whispering voice.
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Posted: Sun Nov 10, 2013 7:29 pm
Hel was a sucker for chick flicks…and so far…only Nina knew this…(she thought)…and Amrita pouring some of her feelings out…it was like a chick flick.
The ghoul was practically hanging off of Amrita’s every word now, nodding her head a bit as she stared at the ghoul. Wow. Wow…Amrita was really mature, actually, whether she realized it or not. At some point, Hel stood, still holding onto one quilt, and then made her way over to the ghoul, where she then plopped down right beside her, and kinda threw the other half of the quilt over her. Hel then settled so that she was touching the undead’s side, and turned her head to face the ghoul, with she offered a small grin. “I think you are pretty damn mature and considerate.” Hel informed her cheerfully, but seriously. “Once upon a time, I had two boils I wanted, and for a short period of time, I stupidly tried to juggle them both…" Hel held out both of her hands, palm up, and mimicked juggling a bit. "I never thought of doing the right thing like that…”
Hel paused. “…If it is actually you…why is it scary?”
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Posted: Sun Nov 10, 2013 7:47 pm
Hel had her attention as she started moving, looking mildly curious as she started to re-situate herself and...throw a blanket over her? Lean against her? Oh. Contact. That was always nice to feel, and no matter what stresses Hel brought about, or how painful a thing she had been prompted to talk about, this would always be appreciated. She was allowed to vent to someone who really didn't have any bias, unlike Lizzy and Calder, who were both against and for Christof, respectfully. It was a rare thing for her, and it wasn't until she had physical contact did she realize it. It was a comfort.
"I don't know about that..." Mature? Considerate? Her? Well, the considerate part she could see, but the mature...well, not so much. She thought she was being selfish and a coward, after all. Hel went on to tell her a short story though, and the Patchwork looked honestly surprised. "You did? Who were they? What happened?" She guessed that Mac was one of them, and she had an inkling to the first but she wasn't sure. Hel had continued on to more or less turn the conversation back on her, and all she could do was shrug.
"I just don't think I'm equipped to handle stress like you are..." Which seemed true enough. In the heat of battle she could take on stress and persevere, but when it came to creatures and relationships and baring her soul...well, that was a whole other story. The conversation turned back on her again, and she looked down once more.
"I can't explain it very well, but it's just a feeling I have." She pressed her lips together, trying to find the right words. "I feel like..." She found her arms unravelling to gesture uselessly with one hand, rolling her wrist. "...Like he has the power to lead me down a very dark path? I don't know..." Amrita paused for a moment, looking annoyed that she could put her feelings into proper words. "...Oh! But that's not to mean he's a bad guy at all! I just...augh. It's a feeling I have, that's all. It could be because of the Black Kingdom, though." Though she rebelled and tried, she did not kill the Black King. Plus before hand, the things he had said when they had Stacey in their clutches, or the promise of revenge he had made when they rescued her from the Hunter's island, or even the brief stint on the Horseman Isles. Normally she wouldn't have put much thought into it, but the Black King honestly scared her.
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Posted: Sun Nov 10, 2013 8:01 pm
There Hel stayed, sidled up to Amrita’s side as she listened. “Nah, I think you are.” Hel repeated, firm, and with a decisive nod of her head. “To step away from both when you are conflicted to clear your head…that is the best for everyone involved. That is mature and considerate.” As Amrita asked her what happened though, Hel snorted in amusement and fell silent for a moment. Welp…it wasn’t that she was ashamed of what she had done…because she wasn’t. It was stupid, she acknowledged that and moved on…but she wasn’t embarrassed…maybe she should have been.
“Ah, tell you after, alright? Let us focus on you for now~” Hel chuckled, and then hummed. “Stress…” She echoed. “Ah…everyone handles it differently…but I think you are not giving yourself enough credit.” She nodded her head a bit, and listened, and then ventured a guess. “Ah…I think I get it…like…you would do anything for him? That is what scares you? That maybe there is nothing you would not do?” She asked. Hel knew that feeling. She knew that feeling very well.
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Posted: Mon Nov 11, 2013 12:45 pm
Amrita groaned audibly this time. She didn't want the focus to stay on her! Hel seemed to insist though, and when that happened she certainly didn't have the power to refuse. That seemed to be the trend anyway. She listened on as the reaper tried to put her feelings into different words, and she gave the result some serious thought.
"That's one way to put it?" Her head lifted up enough to prop her chin on the palm of her hand, her fingers drumming on the scarred bone that showed through. "I'd do anything for my friends though, I just..." Another frown, this time with a shrug. "He's encouraged my bad side before, so yeah...I guess you could say that I'm worried for that reason." It wasn't just one time, either. There were several occasions she could think of...
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Posted: Mon Nov 11, 2013 12:51 pm
Hel just cackled when Amrita audibly groaned, and for the time being rested her chin on her arms which were folded over her knees.
The reaper hummed, and nodded her head a bit. Okay, she'd probably do anything for her friends too so...hrm. Hel tilted her head. "A bad side..." Hel paused. "What does that mean, exactly?" Hel asked, genuinely curious. "What is 'bad' to you, Amrita?"
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Posted: Mon Nov 11, 2013 1:03 pm
Oh. Jack. She should have known that Hel would ask her to clarify! The ghoul went awkwardly silent as she screamed internally at her own stupidity, and then settled in to ponder how to answer that one. It wasn't like she could tell Hel about her trips to the Haunted House, or even the way she dealt with Hunters.
"Uh...well, bad? Like...violent...?" Her fingers drummed on her face again, absently tracing the bottom half of the eye sockets scar. "Mean." She added as an afterthought.
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Posted: Mon Nov 11, 2013 1:07 pm
Hel was now amused that Amrita was taking a while to answer, and wondered what the answer would be. "Uh huh..." She goaded, and at Amrita's other answer, Hel just snorted. "I do not think any of those things are bad." The ghoul replied in earnest, and then giggled a bit.
"Bad is just a social construct."
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Posted: Mon Nov 11, 2013 1:12 pm
Hel didn't seem to get it, and that was okay. She didn't want to have to explain why they were bad, so this actually did work out in her favour.
"It's a matter of opinion I guess." Her head tilted to look at the Reaper, offering a small smile. "So, that's enough about my problems. Tell me about your boils!" Please take the spotlight off of herself pleeeeease...
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Posted: Mon Nov 11, 2013 1:29 pm
"Ya, it is." That fact Hel knew all too well. "...Eh?" Hel gave Amrita an odd look. "...I am not sure I like how you worded that..." But the reaper then laughed. "Ahh, okay. It is only fair, I suppose, since you spilled your guts." Though unlike Amrita, Hel wasn't spilling her guts because she was conflicted. No, this topic had long since resolved.
"Okay. I used to date Mot, he was my first boilfriend...but he can be, as you know, very shy and very reserved, and not really into physical contact...the complete opposite of me. Him and I, we did not mesh for this kind of relationship, and him and I also fought a lot...verbally...over our personalities." Hel paused for a moment. "It got to a point where he stated we would...'take a break' and it really ah..." Hel frowned a bit. "It broke my heart." Actually, admitting that still wasn't easy, despite the fact she was over it, and whenever she thought about this time in her life, it did make her feel emotional all over again. "So then my best friend tried to cheer me up, and it involved alcohol, and there was also this other factor of me being physically attracted to him aaand I am certain you are smart enough to figure out what happened."
Actually, Hel couldn't help but smile. Because she was stupid, she rubbed her face briefly, and then laughed. "That opened my eyes to something I had been desperately wanting and that I was not getting from Mot...but I still wanted Mot back, emotionally...but I wanted my friend physically...so for a short time I tried having them both..." Hel paused. "Ya...of course that failed miserably." Hel leaned closer to Amrita and lowered her voice a bit. "But then, Mot and I slept together, and I was really happy, and really hopeful! I thought we would be back together again and things would be good...but no. He broke up with me for good a little less than a week after...that is that."
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