α¦ Ariella α¦
β€ To Love is To Destroy and to Be Loved is to be The One Destroyed. β€
β€ To Love is To Destroy and to Be Loved is to be The One Destroyed. β€
After a few minutes, Aria's eyes adjusted to the darkness. There was a small bit of light coming from the moon through the small windows high up towards the roof. She then noticed a small glowing orb flying about. It had a few guards chasing after it. What is that? Wanting to release her wings, she had forgotten the robe she had to put on after her bath. It wasn't a normal robe, this one couldn't be taken off by her hands, someone else had to take it off. There was a bit of pain coming from her back, right in between her shoulder blades, where her wings were suppose to come out. She did not like having her wings in for long, it was always painful the longer she couldn't unfurl them.
Once the Angel was a bit more awake, she could faintly hear voices off to the side. Who's talking? Who's out there? For some reason, she didn't like this. Something was off than the normal nights here. Trying to listen closely, she still couldn't figure out what the voices were saying. The talking stopped and there was more of what sounded like people falling to the floor. A few seconds later her felt the presence of someone under her cage. Her powers weren't that strong right now, so she couldn't figure out who it was. She heard a stomp then more whispering. She could tell, however, that it was in a different language.
Within seconds, dark shadows dispersed from underneath her cage, causing her to lean back some. She looked down out her hands, somehow lost in her thoughts. How did it end up like this? She hadn't noticed someone climbing up to her cage. There was a tap on her cage door, Ariella's head shot up and she stared at the figure in front of her. It was Morrigain. She froze, her heart skipped a beat. What's he doing out of his cage?
There was a short moment of silence before he spoke. "Well then, I believe we've all over stayed our welcome, so it's time we all got going now, wouldn't you agree?"Β His voice wasn't as harsh or "demonic" as she thought it would be. But that didn't make her feel any better. The door to her cage swung open and the demon offered his hand to her. "Shall we?"
At first, Aria slowly started crawling up to Morgan to take his hand. Her cage was a bit far from the ground and with her wings restricted, her couldn't fly down. When she was close enough to him to touch, she felt a strong dark aura around him. Which made her scooted back, a bit quicker than she expected. She stopped, about in the middle of her cage, sitting in a somewhat scared position. She didn't know why she felt so scared. Maybe it was because of what she has seen him do to a few of the guards. She felt a bit bad though, he's just trying to help her.
She looked from Morgan's hand to her box at the very top of the cage to her robe. It's true she wanted to leave, very badly, but she just couldn't part with her instruments. And having no way to get up there to get them, she just couldn't bring herself to leave. Sure she always can get new ones, but those were very special to her, there a part of her. "I-I can't...My, my instruments...I-I need them..." She quietly said, her voice very petite and gently, it was the first time ever that she had spoken to Morgan. "I can't fly...This robe is constraining my wings...And I can't take it off..." She added, looking down and a bit off to the side.