Post by RAVEN on Jun 24, 2021 15:07:58 GMT
━ whose lips carry the KISS of DEATH━
”Another!’ Raven pushed the empty glass with a grumble falling from her lips as her hazy eyes moved away from the bartender who begrudgingly filled her glass with more alcohol. ”Isn’t it about time you left? You’ve been drinking for quite some time now.” The demoness definitely did not like that some stupid man was telling her what to do as her eyes flashed pitch black as her hand reached out to grasp a fistful of his shirt, tugging him forward forcibly. ”Isn’t it about time you stopped breathing?” She hissed through gritted teeth before a part of her seemed to snap out of that wave of anger as she immediately released the other from her grip and leaned back on her seat. ”Sorry.” Raven breathed out before running her hand down her face in frustration when she realized that she had just apologized for her behavior.
Demons don’t fucking apologize!
Now do you see the problem? She wasn’t behaving like a demon usually would. She was behaving more like a human. Now, you might be wondering, how the hell did that happen? Well, it all begins when she was taken by some kind of masked freaks with gas-like masks and that’s how she ended with a needle poking into her arm and the other poking into Talia’s and back then, she was concerned a lot more about Talia because a part of her had grown attached to the woman and she really couldn’t help it. She made her feel… things.
Anyway, they remained there for quite some time until they were both released and from there, Raven has been experiencing a lot of emotions and they were all “good” ones which was exactly why it was a goddamn problem! She’s not supposed to feel any good emotions and she’s most definitely not supposed to fucking cry!
Raven blinked out of her thoughts when the shaken-up bartender put her drink down, refilled and iced. She reached out to wrap her fingers around the glass before lifting it up to her lips to take a few sips. ”Emotions are so difficult, aren’t they?” She spoke to the person sitting on her left. ”I don’t know how humans do it.” Raven grumbled. ”I don’t know how I did it back then.” She added with a small scoff following, her Russian accent hanging onto her words. ”I used to always think ‘bout hurting people, but now… Now I wanna fuckin’ help people and it makes no damn sense to me. I don’t want to be like this but apparently, what’s done is done and it can’t be changed so I’m stuck livin’ this shitty life.” Raven leaned back on her seat and rudely put her legs up on the bar, her ankles crossed. She moved her hand up so she could move her drink to her lips, taking a quick sip. ”Ah, fuck. I’m screwed, aren’t I?”
Demons don’t fucking apologize!
Now do you see the problem? She wasn’t behaving like a demon usually would. She was behaving more like a human. Now, you might be wondering, how the hell did that happen? Well, it all begins when she was taken by some kind of masked freaks with gas-like masks and that’s how she ended with a needle poking into her arm and the other poking into Talia’s and back then, she was concerned a lot more about Talia because a part of her had grown attached to the woman and she really couldn’t help it. She made her feel… things.
Anyway, they remained there for quite some time until they were both released and from there, Raven has been experiencing a lot of emotions and they were all “good” ones which was exactly why it was a goddamn problem! She’s not supposed to feel any good emotions and she’s most definitely not supposed to fucking cry!
Raven blinked out of her thoughts when the shaken-up bartender put her drink down, refilled and iced. She reached out to wrap her fingers around the glass before lifting it up to her lips to take a few sips. ”Emotions are so difficult, aren’t they?” She spoke to the person sitting on her left. ”I don’t know how humans do it.” Raven grumbled. ”I don’t know how I did it back then.” She added with a small scoff following, her Russian accent hanging onto her words. ”I used to always think ‘bout hurting people, but now… Now I wanna fuckin’ help people and it makes no damn sense to me. I don’t want to be like this but apparently, what’s done is done and it can’t be changed so I’m stuck livin’ this shitty life.” Raven leaned back on her seat and rudely put her legs up on the bar, her ankles crossed. She moved her hand up so she could move her drink to her lips, taking a quick sip. ”Ah, fuck. I’m screwed, aren’t I?”
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