<div class="floatleft">(https://i.ibb.co/TPZmS4g/Demi-Moore-1.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 16pt;"><strong>Miss Akira Takanashi</strong></span><br/><strong>Blessed By::</strong>Zeus<br/><strong>Location::</strong>Room -> Heading towards the temple<br/><strong>Company::</strong>Elders, Mackenzie, Seth, Carter -> No One<br/><strong>Date/Time::</strong>Saturday June 20th, approaching noon<br/><strong>Mood::</strong>Defeated, Done, Fed Up<br/><strong>Wearing::</strong>Tee shirt and a pair of sweats<br/><br/><strong>TRIGGER WARNINGS::</strong>HERE<br/><br/><br/><hr/><br/><br/>She stared at Mackenzie as she spoke out, quite disrespectfully, allowing her to finish before she slowly stood up.<br/><br/><strong>"Are you finished?"</strong>she questioned slowly.<br/><br/>The air in the room seemed to drain of all its electricity, leaving it feeling still... almost too still. She rounded the table and looked over between Mackenzie and the boys. She had enough disrespect for one day.<br/><br/><strong>"Well, it seems as though the all-knowing Mackenzie has all the answers here. There is no need for me here, I'm clearly... not fit to be an 'elder'."</strong>she added quotations like Mackenzie did. She gave a small bow and slipped past the boys without another word.<br/><br/>Akira knew the other two Elders would handle her plans that she had already laid out prior to the insubordination. She was not going to stay there and let children continue to make a mockery of her. She did that just fine on her own.<br/><br/>She walked past those at the pool, her face remained stone cold. She said nothing. Looked at no one. She needed to breath and just get away from everyone and figure out the threat on her own before she could even fathom getting the Blessed involved.<br/><br/><em>I think it's you that can't handle the fact that you are not the blessed anymore</em>the words echoed in her head.<br/><br/>Thing is, the Elders were still considered Blessed, they were just elevated to be mentors to younger generations. Akira however was having issues of her own with that. She was already battling her own demons and the lack of attention from Zeus already made her doubt herself. Now she had children blatantly disrespecting her. Maybe she was too nice. She always tried to be kind and yet firm. She never acted out of malice or anger. Maybe if she ruled with more of an iron fist, none of this would have happened. Maybe she was just weak.<br/><br/>Before she knew it she found herself back at the temple and she made her way down to the catacombs and finally back to Zeus' room. She sat as the base of his statue and without warning she completely broke down. Tears she had been diligently holding in for years streamed freely down her cheeks as she sobbed. The tears soaking the granite floor.