<div class="floatleft">(http://img1.goodfon.su/wallpaper/big/3/22/girl-dark-hair-cold-eyes.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Arlaine of Vengerberg<br/><strong>Location: </strong>The forest outside of Kaer Morhen<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Mael<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Her outfit (http://media-cache-ec0.pinimg.com/736x/af/af/42/afaf42e75ba9b90a586113449713a8f2.jpg)<br/><br/><hr/><hr/><br/>"Oh she knows she's doing this, she has always done this on purpose and she will continue to do shit that upsets me." Arlaine sighed, pinching the bridge of her nose for a moment before she found his hands on her shoulders and he confessed he wanted to hurt her as well. Problem was, how did you hurt her? Physical pain died as quickly as possible. But emotional, that's where you remembered it. "If...if she hadn't taken my mirror before I'd gotten back yesterday and now this, I...I probably would be okay but..." She took a deep breath and found herselt almost trembling with her anger and frustration at Bella.<br/><br/>"I..I know she claims she didn't take the mirror, but it was worthless to anyone else but me. It wasn't made of gold, or silver. It was made of coral, worthless materials you can find anywhere. My father gave it to me before I left to become a sorceress and when I was learning enchanting, I enchanted it so I could look back and see how my father and mother are doing using their mirrors at home. It matters to no one but me. So why would anyone take it except to hurt me?" She asked, trying to show her point on why...why she believed it was Bella and no one else who could have possibly taken the mirror.<br/><br/>"Then she kisses Conor, knowing how strongly I feel for him. I..." She lowered her head. "I don't even know why I haven't told him how I feel, I could bed any of you except him and to me, it wouldn't mean a thing. With him, I don't know where it began but I do know for some time now I have been falling for him and I'm scared that he doesn't feel for me, but she knows how I feel and she used it against me, just like she uses everything I care about against me. I'm sick and tired of her shit, I find myself growing angrier with her every single time she pulls this crap and I want nothing more than to get back at her in a way that she feels it just like I have been."<br/><br/>She looked back up at him, her eyes showing the raw emotion and pain she felt. "She needs to learn this kind of crap isn't okay. I understand that I retaliate against her, and I probably shouldn't but when she does things, I can't help it. She never thinks shit through and only does things on impulse, one day she's going to hurt one of us badly enough that we just won't care and we'll hurt her back even worse than she's done to us." She wrapped her arms around herself even though she wasn't cold. "I'm just sick and tired of her thinking that this is okay, she needs to be taught a lesson."