<span style="color: #b30000">"I see, and how did you convince her to give you a chance then? I'll support her the best I can but I can't be as affectionate as everyone else, but perhaps that's a good thing. I would be strongly opposed to her being taken as a pet, I have never agreed with my mother's actions no matter how... beneficial they may be in the end, it's little different than slavery in my eyes. Especially coming from a woman who was once a slave herself." </span>She frowned deeply and stared at him.<span style="color: #b30000"> "What would have been strong enough to kill my mother?"</span><br/><br/>Rayne let out a soft grunt but it turned into a growl as she watched Isabell's hands closely. She looked at the hand and Isabell wouldn't even have to offer it before Rayne grabbed her by the wrist and licked her hand clean with a growl.<span style="color: #a64dff"> "Then I can only imagine what would happen to you see what they look like now. But I do hope you can do better than a week, perhaps a week in your bed then a week in mine to properly... display how badly I want you." </span>She shrugged a bit and smiled.<span style="color: #a64dff">"My little Parroney sold me a ton of new toys and gave me quite a show today, she's coming over tomorrow to... teach me how to use everything, and give me some experience with the Seraphim body. I like how confident you are, that only adds to your beauty. An appointment?" </span>She watched Isabell go and grinned.<span style="color: #a64dff"> "And what if I need emergency care? Maybe I have a burning urge to walk over there, pin you to that chair and shove my tongue down your throat. What would the doctor diagnose for such a thing?"</span><br/><br/>Syncilla growled and backed away from Order to stare at her.<span style="color: #ff0080">"What is wrong with you? You'll permanently exile Chaos without a second thought, lay the blame for my sister's death on the one woman who wants nothing more than to be by your side, but you're going to give that Seer Clan asshole a chance to escape because you want to wait until you've recovered to imprison him?" </span>Like before, Order never told Syncilla the Eternal responsible was from the Seers.<span style="color: #ff0080">"Fine... Fine. Stay here." </span>She walked back into her tent and returned a moment later with her arm attached and two paddles in her hand.<span style="color: #ff0080"> "Let's go wake up Delithia."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>