NOTHING MORE TO SAY // open + mood swings

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    ― as of late, lanza hadn’t been feeling like herself. she was slowly growing depressed, slowly begining to lash out at others. she wasn’t quite so sure as to what was going on however she knew she wasn’t okay. however, should anyone ask, she was fine. just peachy. no one needed to know. she’d be alright. right? things wouldn’t get worse would they?


    what’s wrong with you lanza?! get your shit together! you need to start acting like yourself. you’re a godspeed not a belial. don’t let yourself fall. don’t fall into the trap... don’t lose yourself....she begged herself as she realized that if she didn’t get her crap together she’d basically be a fallen angel rather than a guardian angel.



    TONIGHT WE ARE VICTORIOUS —

    She couldn't see visible or auditory signs of distress from the wolf, but somehow she knew the female was in distress. Maybe it was the female's attitude that led her to believe this, or maybe she could just sense the imbalance in the female. The slate canine would appear next to the female, although keeping a bit of distance just in case the female wanted space. "You alright?" She would asked, concerned for the first one she knew very well at all, which was, because of the meet and greet she had recently held, with the pitch colored canine being the first to appear after she called out. That, and the fact she was naturally concerned about the safety of others. Especially someone she knew was her clanmate, friend, or family. And she wanted to be there for her new family. The wolf's friendly nature before and her wanting to be there for her clanmates led her here to see what was wrong.

           

    ― nodding her head, lanza would do her best to control the sudden urge to lash out at the female, and instead paused for a moment, drawing a shaky breath before she spoke. “y-yeah!i’m alright. just a little tired is all i think.” she would reply as she gazed at chrome. she couldn’t quite understand why she was being so kind to her, when she had snapped and lashed out at several npcs over the past couple of days. shouldn’t she be worried that she’d be rude or harsh to her as well?





    TONIGHT WE ARE VICTORIOUS —

    The lab had seen the other canine lash out, yes, but she figured the wolf had just been a little grumpy. "You sure? You've seemed a little grumpy recently..." Maybe the reason she was being kind was because she just put a lot of faith in others, even if they were a sick and twisted monster. She cocked her head as she spoke, satchel shifting along with her. And while she was a little cautious considering the female's past behaviour, she thought the dark colored canine was a nice, friendly person. That was just what she had gathered from her first meeting with the female. And she said it herself, she wanted to protect her clanmates, which gave it away that she was a really cool person. Something that made her think that Lanza wasn't really herself was her stuttering. When she had met the female, she was confident when speaking, no stuttering involved, and it wasn't like she was embarrassed or anything.