Nairda kissed Lily's hand like a true gentleman. "Fear not, dear lady~" he comforted her. "We shall go and slay this proverbial beast, and you needn't worry a hair on your..." He ran his hand down her hair and a sizable chunk of it fell out at his touch. "...errr, a scale on your...forehead..."
He took this opportunity to leap out of the car. "I shall be back posthumously!" he called.
Lily blinked, puzzled. Did he mean posthaste? she wrote for Axel.
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Emilena shuddered weakly, looking left to right at her parents. Her father, a scrawny yet muscled man, didn't seem nervous in the slightest. His farmer's tan highlighted the grime he hadn't taken the time to wash off yet. Her mother, a lithe vulpine, looked alarmed but didn't even bother to wrap her open bathrobe around her nude form. Even while talking about Emilena, they'd appeared to have been engaged in less-than-innocent behavior.
Turning away in disgust, Emilena tossed the sword aside. "Goddammit," she seethed. "You two literally aren't worth killing! You aren't worth anything! You are two most pathetic beings I've ever met!"
She whirled around. "I don't know why I even bothered to come here! You couldn't take care of a child, you couldn't keep your genitals off each other long enough to pay for a good orphanage with your military pensions, and you couldn't find anyone but your biological sibling who'd even sleep with you!"
Her parents said nothing as she ranted and raved and used every insult she could think of to criticize them. Somehow, the topic slowly shifted to all the crap she'd been through in the last few days, and she told them everything. By the end, she was so weak she was on her knees, and finally when she couldn't think of anything else to say, her mother got up to help her to bed.
"Stay away from me!" Emilena snapped. "At least cinch your bathrobe first!"
Doing neither, her mother unflinchingly picked her up and carried her back to bed. She was stronger than she looked.
After that both of her parents brought her medicine and re-bandaged a few wounds that were opening up from her stomping around.
"Look..." Emile took a deep breath. "We're sorry. You're right. We weren't very good parents."
"As you've guessed, you were an accident," Lena couldn't meet her eye. "We were in mourning from a good friend's death, we weren't thinking clearly--"
"--But we actually did get you the best orphanage we could afford," Emile added. "And we also paid all of your fees from the Age Acceleration program and the Police Academy. We knew we weren't the kind of people who could care for a kid, so we tried to set things up so you'd be with those who could..."
"...But we recognize that wasn't what you'd expect of us, as parents," Lena chimed in.
"Could you stop finishing each other's sentences please?" Emilena cut in. "That's really unsettling."
(OOC: I got work, I'll continue this convo in my next post. For now, everyone starting posting again PLZ)