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Collared Kitten
Feb. 12th, 2022 07:13 pmT'hesa wasn't sure why she had told Hades about this. It was vastly different from the other times they had been together. Being with him under the stars in Ul'dah felt right as had the dancing she had done for him. Maybe it was just the part that she had inherited from Azem, but she couldn't really know. She didn't want to be changed by the memories that the crystal held. She was also afraid of breaking like Fandaniel. No one needed that sort of madness again. She just couldn't risk any of the Scions or her other friends finding out about this. And she didn't mean her meetings with the Ascian.
No, she didn't want them finding out that she sat waiting with a delicate mythril collar around her neck that connected to a silver lead that she held in her lap. What would the Scions think, seeing her like this? Was she under some sort of spell or being forced into it? No. It was something that she wanted. She had been so tired of battle for ages. Feo-Ul's offer back on the First had been tempting, but she couldn't allow herself to forgo her friends and her duty. Not until it was done. She nearly gave up when the Light inside of her was too much, but still she held on.
Now that the Final Days had well, ended, she could focus on her own enjoyment. She could finally just let someone else take control of her without having to worry about the next battle. She still had people that she was going to help, but that could wait a day or two. T'hesa wasn't sure exactly where she had been teleported to, but she had been told to wait. So she waited. The collar around her neck wasn't the only thing she had on. As tempting as it was to wait for Hades in the nude, she had on an elegant gown dyed a shade of dark blue to match her hair. Her white tipped tail swayed lazily behind her.
No, she didn't want them finding out that she sat waiting with a delicate mythril collar around her neck that connected to a silver lead that she held in her lap. What would the Scions think, seeing her like this? Was she under some sort of spell or being forced into it? No. It was something that she wanted. She had been so tired of battle for ages. Feo-Ul's offer back on the First had been tempting, but she couldn't allow herself to forgo her friends and her duty. Not until it was done. She nearly gave up when the Light inside of her was too much, but still she held on.
Now that the Final Days had well, ended, she could focus on her own enjoyment. She could finally just let someone else take control of her without having to worry about the next battle. She still had people that she was going to help, but that could wait a day or two. T'hesa wasn't sure exactly where she had been teleported to, but she had been told to wait. So she waited. The collar around her neck wasn't the only thing she had on. As tempting as it was to wait for Hades in the nude, she had on an elegant gown dyed a shade of dark blue to match her hair. Her white tipped tail swayed lazily behind her.
