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 Posted: Sun Mar 24, 2013 6:42 am
She was here for well-wishes and nothing more, she told herself. All she had to do was knock on her door, apologize for interrupting whatever it was she was up to, and wish her good luck. It was simple, and then nobody could ever say she was never unfair to Riley. Nobody would ever be able to say that she never tried to be nice to the ghoul, or at least never tried to be grateful for the events of the past. The old Riley had helped her gain the self-confidence she needed to switch bodies, and that was something Amrita felt she could never really repay. This Riley though, was not the Riley she knew, and she was probably the only one to feel that way.
She couldn't let anyone peg her for being ungrateful, especially if that someone was Christof for whatever reason. It was something she was legitimately worried about, even if the accusations were only in her head.
The ghoul stood in front of the Demoness' door, summoning her courage and willpower to reach out and knock.
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Posted: Mon Mar 25, 2013 1:37 am
It was only a minute or two before the door opened, and Riley filled the doorway with her presence. Her eyes widened just slightly in surprise. Amrita. What an unexpected pleasure. She moved away from the arch, to let the ghoul in, while gesturing cordially. Please come in. Yours is a face I do love to see, and I don't see enough of. With the way things had kept her busy in the past few weeks, Riley hadn't seen much of anyone, truly.
She waited for Amrita to enter, before closing the door behind her and leading her over to the couch. Sit down. Tell me what's on your mind. It was obvious to Riley that the ghoul had not come for a friendly hello. Everything about Amrita's presence exhuded tension.
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Posted: Sun Mar 31, 2013 7:01 pm
Dang, the door opened too fast, and now she was faced with Riley. Oh well. That was a part of her plan, right? She wanted to see this ghoul, didn't she? Yes, yes she did. Amrita put on a smile and straightened as the door opened, waving at the Demoness who had, at one point, been a mentor to her.
"That's a sweet thing to say, thank you!" She couldn't reciprocate it though, nor did she make an attempt. Luckily for her, Riley was already stepping aside and letting her in, all while offering a little chat. "Um...Actually, I didn't mean to be here very long." She murmured nervously, her hands linking behind her back."I just...wanted to say Hi. And Good Luck with the elections. I saw that you were running for President?"
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Posted: Thu Apr 04, 2013 5:20 pm
Amrita wasn't coming inside. Riley turned back towards the ghoul at the door, her expression lowering with a soft sort of unhappiness. I am, though I believe my chances this year to be slim. Too much has changed.. but I know the students will make a wise decision, and the future president will lead the school in the right direction. Her eyes lifted for a moment in amusement. Even if that leader is not me.
She returned to the door, and put her hand out, reaching gently for the ghoul. You can't leave so soon. I haven't seen you in so long.. I know this won't make sense when I say it, but I've missed you. The fingers bent inward in a gesture. Please, won't you share just a little of your time with me?
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Posted: Thu Apr 04, 2013 7:43 pm
"The students will make the decision they think is best." Amrita agreed with a nod, considering her words carefully. It was true; the Patchwork was up against a Reaper, and Riley was up against two others as well. They had done their best, but it was in the student's hands now.
"O-oh, I...I really shouldn't...I just---" Riley was insisting, and despite everything Amrita couldn't resist. Something tugged at her, and she heard herself sigh internally. "Alright. I guess I could stay for a little bit. We could, um, catch up?" It did feel a little strange to say this, or to hear that this Riley missed her; sadly, it was a sentiment she couldn't genuinely return, and so she kept quiet on that particular matter. She did make good on her word though, and stepped into the horrifically familiar room, her arms raising to hold herself as if it would drive away the creeps.
"So...how've you been adjusting? Settling in okay? Making new friends?"
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Posted: Tue May 07, 2013 2:45 am
Riley's expression moved with the moment. She looked disappointed, at first, but when Amrita changed her mind, her eyes crinkled with content. She took the ghouls hand, and led her gently, if she allowed it, to the couch.
I have been adjusting well, I believe. Settling, though.. that is another story. And no, I'm not really making new friends. I'm re-making old ones. She squeezed Amrita's hand. I find that much more important. What drew me to those I cared for, before I died, draws me back now. I suppose it makes sense, in a way.. but sometimes, it isn't that easy.
She could sense Amrita's hesitance. She knew how the ghoul felt - Amrita had been entirely honest with her, the first time they'd met. I suppose you could say, the old me just had good taste. I would be a fool not to agree with some of her choices.Enoh Love ATTACK OF THE SUPER BELATED TAG
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Posted: Tue Jun 04, 2013 10:35 am
It was uncomfortable for her to walk into this particular room, but she had to at least try. Amrita always tried to be a ghoul of her word, but if there was ever a time she considered fleeing as fast as she could, this was it. She didn't miss the way Riley posed herself as the same ghoul, which was interesting but not really something she felt like dredging back up. This Riley knew her stance on that already.
"Only some, huh?" The ghoul tried to sound teasing, and offered a little chuckle afterwords. "But on a serious note...this school has some really fantastic creatures, and certain ones just...gravitated towards the, uh, old you. There was something about her that just...stole the scene." Another smile, but this time she looked away, hiding her downcast eyes under the pretence of looking around the room to see what changes, if any, had been made.
"I can never get over how different Demon Dorms are from the Undead..."
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Posted: Tue Jun 04, 2013 7:40 pm
Stole the scene. The phrasing of that seemed to hit her harder than Amrita might have expected. She sunk down deeper into the couch, and her hands lifted up to curve around her chin, holding her head. She looked a little lost, and deep in thought. I do not doubt that. I suppose I have a penchant for stealing, too, don't I? Something about the word obviously seemed to derail her. You know, of everyone I've met with, Amrita, sometimes I feel like you understand me the most. Not many people look at me with different eyes, anymore. But I do. When I sleep. I sleep, now. Really, truly sleep. It's there that I am never allowed to forget who I really am.
Or who she could be.
Do you like me, Amrita? Her eyes flickered up towards the ghoul. I mean, really?
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Posted: Sun Jul 07, 2013 7:59 pm
"Do you?" The Patchwork gave the Demon an odd look as she seemed fixated on stealing, and figured the only proper response would be to nonchalantly probe for more information. "Congratulations." Amrita murmured shortly after, however distracted, as Riley admitted to being able to sleep now. It just seemed like something one should be congratulated on, and she wasn't sure why.
Who she really was, huh? There was a part of her that wanted to ask, but she was admittedly too scared to voice it. She knew she might not like what she heard, and truth be told she didn't want to be here for very long. It seemed like the Demoness had other things in mind though, and asked a rather hardball question. Something that Amrita fell silent for a moment to contemplate.
"I don't know you, but I'm sure you're a lovely ghoul." She trailed off with a small hum, pressing what was left of her lips together as if about to resist saying what she needed to. "But when I look at you, I see her, and then I feel everything I did - and I guess still do - from before." Amrita looked uncomfortable then, lowering her gaze to focus on her suddenly interesting knees, idly playing with the fraying ends of her bloody waist scarf.
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Posted: Mon Jul 08, 2013 8:04 pm
And does that upset you? Riley pressed on, her tone sounding just a tiny bit desperate. Does it make you wish she was still here? Is it.. is that something you would want?
It was a question she'd been asking herself for some time now, but the answer always brought her to a place that made her feel something so foreign, so terrifying, that she'd pushed away from it until now.
Resignation.
Enoh Love sorry for short but shes going somewhere i swarez
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Posted: Tue Jul 09, 2013 8:05 am
"...It's a little upsetting." Amrita admitted quietly, pulling her knees up to her chest and tucking her feet under her. "I'm not sure if I want her back. Part of me does, but I'm selfish and there's a part that...really sincerely doesn't." The Vetala flinched, staring at her knees with an unhappy frown.
"But...why would you ask that question?
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Posted: Tue Jul 09, 2013 9:23 pm
Without even attempting to hide that she was ignoring that second question, Riley pressed forward, bending her head in to look at Amrita closely, as if trying to discern reasoning through her eyes. Amrita, your answer surprises me. After everything, I honestly thought you would simply say yes. What selfish part of you wishes for her to never return, and why? Her hand reached out, gently rubbing her fingers against the ghoul's knee. Please, I beg of you. I honestly beg you to tell me.
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Posted: Wed Jul 10, 2013 3:15 pm
Amrita leveled and uncertain stare at the Demoness. She could hear the desperate tone in the voice, that was searching for something that she had yet to admit to present company. It crossed her mind to withhold information until she explained why she would even ask, but she resisted. That wouldn't have been a very nice thing to do, all things considered; she couldn't bring herself to be outright cruel to one of her own.
"The part of me that she made feel very inadequate." She guessed, trying to find a way to put how she felt into words that didn't make her seem like the silly little ghoul she really was. The ghoul ducked her head again, sheepishly and quite embarrassed, but very much hurting about it. "Christof...really loved her, you know. We're dating, he and I...but it's like...the second his Mistress-" Amrita made a face at her knees, her lips setting in a pained frown for a moment before continuing. "-walked by, I wasn't important and certainly unworthy of attention. I can't tell you how many times he cast me aside to fawn or tend to her. It didn't matter if I was hurt, she always came first..." The Patchwork was avoiding looking at Riley entirely, but she was unable to escape seeing the purple skin in her peripheral vision. It was enough, and she lifted a hand to dab at her stinging eyes, though no tears had visibly formed. Riley had opened the flood gates of a very touchy issue with her.
"I love him more than anything, I've probably always loved him since I met him-" Which was amusing to her, because he terrified her when they first met. "-and I've stuck with him through all this, but there's only so much I can take. I'm just so tired of being second place, you know? That I could only get the attention of my own boilfriend when Riley wasn't around - and even more attention after she died - stung. Stings." The ghoul hugged her legs tighter, holding it for a moment before hesitantly trying to relax.
"I know it probably sounds really stupid and really selfish but...I feel like now, even with everyone still seeing you as Riley, that I'm finally on the same playing field. You and I can still help each other if we need to, but I don't have to fight against some-" Amrita gestured vaguely as though trying to search for proper words. "-some mountain of a pedestal any more."
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Posted: Thu Jul 18, 2013 4:59 am
Of all the answers she could have expected..
Riley blinked, her face registering some very obvious surprise, before she slumped in a very un-elegant manner, resting on the couch with her side.
I understand your dilemma. And I suppose, in a way, I'm glad that I don't pose that same uncomfortable threat to you, that she did. I would feel.. very strange if I did. Especially since I don't really speak to Christof very much anymore.. and I've refused to let him call me Mistress. Certainly, things have changed.
And yet, she looked no more comforted, herself. But that answer doesn't really help me much. Because as much as I wouldn't want to be the person standing between you and Christof, my choices don't really affect that either way.
If she stayed who she was, and refused to change, she would be happy to know that she was no longer a barrier for Amrita's feelings towards Christof. But if she gave up everything.. she still wouldn't be. She wouldn't be.
Riley let out a short, annoyed sigh, before patting Amrita's knee again. The ghoul could no more help her than she could help herself. Thank you for being honest with me. I really appreciated that.
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Posted: Sat Jul 20, 2013 7:07 am
It was obvious, even to Amrita, that her answer was not what Riley was looking for. She looked down at the hand that pat her knee, and then back up at the Demoness herself for perhaps the first time since her arrival in the room. She knew Riley wasn't a threat anymore, though she never was a real important threat, when you boiled it all down to the basics.
"What choice are you trying to make? Maybe I can still help if I knew what the options were?" With those feelings off of her chest, she imagined she would be a little more impartial to decisions. After all, she didn't really know this Riley.
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