Snippet #2330276

Her mouth tasted like blood. There was nothing she could do about it at this point. Sin was weeping on the ground--the pain was so intense and she had no choice now but to endure it. She had promised herself that she would not show any signs of weakness in front of the Expris that could potentially rip her to shreds, but now it was all but impossible. There she was in a ball on the ground, her bloodied hands covering her mouth as the fangs continued to extend into her oral cavity.

A hand on her shoulder now--was it that tiger? She already felt uncomfortable as it was with this guy around--first leaping out of the bushes with absolutely no clothing on, then immediately turning his attention on her! Scared and intimidated as she was of him at this point, she could do nothing as she picked up on him saying something to her. Sin did not understand what he was saying, but she did know that she did not need nor want to hear him prattle on about how he wanted to know more about her--

The hand on her shoulder squeezed tighter and another moan escaped between her fingers as a second voice--she could tell this one was Hail's--spoke up. Again, through her sobbing and whimpering, Sin could not quite make out what they were talking about, but soon the tiger Expri's voice was quiet, and then... silence. Nothing but the sound of her heartbeat pounding like a possessed drum against the inside of her head and her whimpering--if Hail wanted to kill her after all, this would be the time to do it.

"Can you walk... Sin?" Hail's voice was soft as a bit of pressure left her shoulder. Was that the lion's hand? Why did he care about her well-being so much, especially when he had seen how weak and useless she was? Her entire body was trembling still as another jolt of pain in her mouth forced another cry from her lips. Despite her hands muffling the sound, the pain that could be heard in each whimper was evident. Keeping one hand across her mouth, Sin used one shaky hand to try and push herself back up to her knees, but her muscles had turned to jelly and she found it near-impossible just to stabilize herself on the ground. Feeling absolutely helpless and tired and confused, Sin wiped her eyes with her bloody hands and spat on the ground, leaving a glistening red dot among the otherwise green undergrowth of the forest.

"...it hurtssssssssss..." the girl whispered, now gently rubbing her cheeks and leaving reddish-pink splotches against her pale skin. Her tongue flicked out of her mouth, covered in blood--the scent was making Sin nauseous again, moreso than even before. Her yellow eyes seemed to stare right through the lion Expri, as if she were in a daze. "...hurtsssssssss ssssssssso-aaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhh!"

Another scream, this time louder than before as Sin opened her mouth wide and the blood-stained fangs finally seemed to settle into position. She left her mouth open, too sore and painful to move it at this time as her body began to tremble uncontrollably once more, this time much more noticeable than the last. Not even able to think of anything to say without the risk of impaling her tongue or jaw with these new fangs, she remained in slack-jawed shock, quiet sobs filling the air around them.

She didn't care at this point that she was displaying weakness in front of Hail or Palmira. She didn't care whether they thought of her as pathetic or useless. If that were the case, Hail or Palmira could easily put Sin out of her misery, but they didn't attempt to do anything. What Sin did care about, however, was the burning sensation in her chest; the piercing pain from inside her mouth; her trembling arms covered in purple scales that constantly reminded her of what she had become. Tears streamed down her cheeks as she attempted to pick herself up off the ground again; her strength was fading fast, the pain and fatigue in her body completely overtaking what little bit of energy she had left, and she collapsed in a heap on the ground once more, sobbing all the while.

"...it hurtsssssssss..."