Posts by Illyasviel

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Ic: Akila blinked at the low voices. "What the heck happened to me?" she muttered, shaking her head as she tried to sit up.

"Of course Si- Maron." she murmured softly, her eyes showed appreciation of being asked her opinion, as long as she was useful was what she cared about. Her ears shook at every noise, wanting to pop up and twitch about. She refrained from doing so. She was physically and emotionally beaten and scared.

"H-hai Maron." the young girl murmured softly. Her eyes still lowered as she bowed to the lady in front of her "Pleased to meet you miss..." she murmured, her long hair falling over her face. Considering she had not looked at anything, but the floor since she had arrived (Other than meeting her lords eyes that one time) she seemed quiet and isolated from everything.

"I-i'm fine, just a bit beat up...David, that B****rd!" she hissed softly as she leaned back and sighed. "Just wait."

Sarala relaxed when he left, still standing and staring at the ground. She opened her mouth to ask if she needed anything, then closed it with a snap! It was considered disrespectful to talk without being spoken to first. She slowly allowed her black and white-tipped ears to come up and flick around hesitantly, listening for anything.

"Hai, I'm a hanyou. " Sarala murmured sadly, cringing away from the girl. She was shaking visibly and her eyes widening with fear as she cowered away from the lady. She was scared and she had forgotten about her ears yet again! The two adorable black and white-tipped ears flattened against her head, blending into her hair once more.

Akila flinched visibly. She nodded slowly, her eyes flashing red back to their normal color. She was frightened and glanced around warily. "Um, where's Alucard?" she asked the old woman, her eyes growing worried as she remembered David's warning.

"My kind?" Sarala asked softly "I'm not a purebreed like most demons are!" she was cowering farther back, almost whimpering "A hanyou is a mix between a demon and a human..." she murmured softly. "I-I'm a mix between a dog-demon or inuyoukai and a human." she managed out, lowering her body into a deeper bowed position.

"Most likely milady." Sarala murmured, her ears still flattened. She waited then asked softly "Do you need anything right now?" she asked and then paused before speaking, cringing as she spoke "And do you have a bandanna or a head scarf so I can cover my ears?" she spoke softly and not very surely, just politely and quietly.

"No, thank you milady." Sarala murmured, her voice never seeming to raise to a regular voice, it happened to be a habit and of where she once was beaten for screaming at her old master. He had choked her and bruised her neck, talking regularly hurt it and she never liked to raise her voice, for fear of being beaten again. She simply timidly walked forward and bowed deeper than ever before, then acepted the scarf, placing it above her and making it look like a poor woman who had a veil sort of thing on, then proceeded to help the mistress get ready.

"If it please milady." Sarala answered in the soft murmur. She knew that at the ball she wouldn't speak unless the lady wished her to away from anyone else. The lady still was in her rags and she didn't want Shanalotee to see the wounds and bruises that covered her body and hoped it wouldn't hurt to go in what she was in then.

"Oh! Please mistress, I couldn't accept such a thing. The scarf was kind already!" She murmured, her eyes closing as she awaited an answer. She was hurting, her bruises beginning to throb now that the day was catching up to her.

"Um, Yes." The young 16 year old girl had never worn a dress before. She shed the rags and didn't speak, staring at the floor as her wounds (Old and newer ones) and bruises were revealed "Thank you milady."

"Please mistress, if milord were to hear you say that..." Sarala cowered away "Maron doesn't know about these." she gestured to the rest of the body. "And my old masters did this to me, please don't tell anyone...." she weaved from side form blood loss. Her eyes disstant. She was wary of anyone, but the mistress. She sat down and tried to take deep breaths.

Akila gasped "It has to be avid's work." she hissed bitterly. Her eyes flashing dark crimson. She was so annoyed that it was best to stay away from her unless you were a female or her mate. She was so annoyed it wasn't funny.

"M-my mother was killed by her?" she whispered, her eyes growing wide as she bowed her head "Thank you milady." it was a habit for her to address an old mare as such before turning "I will think about what you have told me, no matter what though, I can promise you Frostbite will pay." she murmured, running back towards Flamepelt.

"Please mistress, don't soil your dress for me." Sarala pulled away, her eyes closing again as she waited for the spell to pass. She slumped against the wall fighting to keep her eyes open and warily watched the young lady with a tad bit of fear in them.

"Yes." Akila bit out then thought, "Well, actually, I better not...my wounds could reopen if I move too soon without healing them." the vampiress murmured.

"Are you okay miss?" Laiana asked, not knowing Nisa's name yet. She stared at the white bear with pure worry etched across her face before turning and nudging Naruso all over, making sure she wa sokay.

"But....you shouldn't worry about me." The maid whispered softly. She was still closing her eyes, hoping the dizziness would go away.