The Cavern of Secrets holds much more than you can imagine. Once a forbidden place, the ban on entrance has been released...yet, is it a good idea to enter?

Once a great battle had been fought in this cavern, against a dark beast that had once - and still might - dwell here. No one knows where he disappeared to, but there are rumours...

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RESET **-- Nikandros
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Stalking me now? I'd lie if I said I didn't like it. Kohaku's breath hitched in her throat and she turned her head over her shoulder. If she concentrated hard enough, she could see the thin light of the entrance rebounding off of some of the stalagmites in the cavern. His usual words, which had, at one time, merely annoyed her and sent her back into herself now made her heart thrum against its imaginary strings. Her chest hurt. It was as if the bones could not compensate with the pounding. She closed her amber portals and exhaled gently, the sound a scream in the silence of the cavern. She waited moments before she began to speak again, her ivory lips revealing to the darkness knives in her mouth that longed to taste the sweetness of blood once more. She needed to eat, and soon. She turned back to face his silhouette once more. "Perhaps." She had whispered back. She admitted, though the word was hard to wrench from her throat, for Kohaku had never admitted to anyone her feelings that resided deep within her. She definitely would not say them aloud, this she still stayed true to. Fucking jerk had already taken away most of her morals anyway. Might as well hang on to something. That is... unless it too was ripped from her grasp and she became a doll that would speak her feelings to anything. No. She would not allow that to happen. Her audettes flattened angrily against her crown as she realized her hushed voice had matched the volume of his own. Why had she done that?! It was as if she was playing that damn game of his again. The game she did not wish to play. Now she raised her voice, the music strangely loud in the empty cavern. "Although I hardly think stalking is the right word. I followed the sound of your solitude and got drawn in by the museless humming of yours." Once again, Kohaku had made a bitch out of herself. She shook her rustic orange dial and grinded her teeth. Then, his last words made her ears twitch in annoyance. A show of emotion that the lady was very ashamed of.
"Is there anything Nikandros, that you do not like?" A fair inquiry, rushed but fair all the same-- after all, many of the times that she had conversed with him, he had spoken foolish and flirtatious quotes of how he 'liked' things. To a certain extent, it made the ess feel nauseated. How would you like your steak? Oh I like it raw. Ridiculous. She waited for a moment and then nearly did something very childish. She had been just about to cross in front of him and demand that he give her back what he took from her without her noticing. Her heart. She stopped herself though, her muscles becoming rigid and the air around her turning into a mess of tension. How she wanted to leave... but there was a chain 'round her ankles that bound her to the floor there. Or rather, to Nikandros' own ankles. Wherever he went, it would seem that she always found herself in his presence. She had the urge to roll her suns in exasperation. "What are you doing here anyway? Did you lose yourself?" This time her words were not sarcastic. They were literal.


[ reset the sadness ]

|| kohaku || female || adult || Jeanne d'Arc x Scarface || malignant felicity || love || offspring|| kiki ||



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