<div style="text-align: center;"><a class="postlink" href="http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e327/steusloffa/Junk/a3e78b33-5cae-43cf-bca0-7bdc0488116b_zpskyozpugo.jpg">[ img ]</a></div><br/><br/><div style="text-align: center;"><a class="postlink" href="http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e327/steusloffa/Junk/cooltext117506316786206_zpsnqy2zyuh.png">[ img ]</a></div><br/><br/>Orca's chest slowly rose and fell with every breath he took, Azure eyes drilling into the form of the young woman that stood in front of him. Silence overtook the two as Paislee considered Orca's offer of vengeance, and then she reached out to take his hand.<span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="color: #FF40FF">"This was never my goal, Orca,"</span></span>she said simply to the young creature. Orca tilted his head a bit in response, though the confession didn't bother him at all. Whatever her reason for bringing him here was irrelevant now. He had a clear goal in sight, and all that mattered at that moment was the journey to fulfillment.<span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="color: #4080FF">"It doesn't matter anymore, at least not to this one."</span></span>Orca spoke, reassuring what he felt the woman already knew. Still, something seemed to be eating at her curiosity.<span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="color: #FF40FF">"Tell me, Orca, what has made you suddenly so docile?"</span></span>there was a sardonic smirk on her lips when she asked, though it was clearly full of disgust for Marqu more than directed towards Orca.<span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="color: #FF40FF">"What is it that Marqu has done to warrant your wrath?"</span></span><br/><br/>Orca dropped his gaze from Paislee to the floor, an involuntary moan of sadness emanating from deep in his throat as his ears flattened slightly. With a sigh, Orca spoke with a heavy heart.<span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="color: #4080FF">"Long ago, this one was trusted with the life of another. She was the daughter of this one's first possessor. The girl was a sickly one, though she never let that stop her adventurous nature."</span></span>Orca smiled lightly, possibly for the first time in a long time.<span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="color: #4080FF">"It was her who named this one... It was because of her, that this one learned to speak, read and write."</span></span>Orca then rotated Paislee's hand so that it was gently cupped in both of Orca's large hands.<span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="color: #4080FF">"This one's tail was still growing back then, so this o-"</span></span>Orca paused to make eye contact with Paislee once more,<span style="color: #4080FF"><span style="font-weight: bold">"So </span><span style="font-style: italic">I</span> <span style="font-weight: bold">didn't see what kind of human that man was. He claimed to be able to help the girl, so her birth-givers entrusted myself and her to him..."</span></span><br/><br/>Orca focused his gaze on their hands as he spoke, continuing his story.<span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="color: #4080FF">"That man was a very charming person, though his charm never seemed to work on her, unlike this one."</span></span>The young creature paused for a bit to calm himself, his gaze never leaving their hands.<span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="color: #4080FF">"He told this one that the medicine would be painful, and that the girl would likely protest. He assured this one that it needed to be done though, else the girl would continue to suffer. He told this one to wait outside his chambers and to not interrupt him no matter what he heard... That night, this one heard many screams..."</span></span>After that, Orca went silent for a while.<br/><br/>After several moments of silence, Orca turned his pained gaze back to Paislee's eyes,<span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="color: #4080FF">"This one has another request of his possessor... Please, never ask me to speak of her again."</span></span>