"Lust is to the other passions what the nervous fluid is to life; it supports them all, lends strength to them all ambition, cruelty, avarice, revenge, are all founded on lust."
[ Music of the Night | David Cook ]
Dialogue Cᴏʟᴏʀ ✧ #Bf0080
Tʜᴏᴜɢʜᴛ Cᴏʟᴏʀ ✧ #400040
[ Music of the Night | David Cook ]
Dialogue Cᴏʟᴏʀ ✧ #Bf0080
Tʜᴏᴜɢʜᴛ Cᴏʟᴏʀ ✧ #400040
Dominic, upon hearing Amaya's soft voice, stirred to life. Each fiber of him quietly and seamlessly snapping into life. His omnipresent smile carrying it's usual mischievous glint as he stood. He brushed off the dust from the night before, he couldn't allow his tux to become dirty, now could he? Glancing around, his intense golden eyes surveying the area of Amaya's room. It was how it always was, nothing had changed, well nothing except for the fact that Kanaya had devoured more of Miska's cookies. Dominic smiled a bit as he thought of the childishness that Kanaya possessed. My, to be young and ignorant.
Adjusting his tie Dominic strode over to Amaya's wheelchair with his signature grin, he got down on one knee before her, resting his arm on his thigh.
"Miss Amaya." Dominic gently took her hand and kissed it softly, his passionate eyes never leaving hers. Miska has ordered me to love and protect you, and that is what I shall do until I shatter into oblivion. . . Sweet Amaya. Dominic rose from his greeting of the young lady, his bright eyes then glanced over at Kanaya. His smile faded as he walked to be more in front of her.
"Kanaya, good to see that you never change." At this Dominic placed a gloved hand on her small head and tilted his head as he smiled. "Are you still hungry little Kanaya?" Dominic chuckled as he spotted cookie crumbs around the young ladies mouth.
His attention was then shifted over to the other dolls, Dominic knew all of them fairly well, maybe not their deepest darkest secrets, but he knew them well enough to call them friends. They were all still asleep it seemed. His brow crinkling slightly, Dominic turned sharply on his heel and went back to Amaya, standing at the helm of her wheelchair. His hands gripping the handles tightly, Dominic leaned down by Amaya's left ear.
"Perhaps you and I could go on an adventure, hm? Doesn't that sound positively wondrous?" Dominic softly laid his head on hers and closed his eyes momentarily. He enjoyed being in contact with Amaya, even only for a moment.
Adjusting his tie Dominic strode over to Amaya's wheelchair with his signature grin, he got down on one knee before her, resting his arm on his thigh.
"Miss Amaya." Dominic gently took her hand and kissed it softly, his passionate eyes never leaving hers. Miska has ordered me to love and protect you, and that is what I shall do until I shatter into oblivion. . . Sweet Amaya. Dominic rose from his greeting of the young lady, his bright eyes then glanced over at Kanaya. His smile faded as he walked to be more in front of her.
"Kanaya, good to see that you never change." At this Dominic placed a gloved hand on her small head and tilted his head as he smiled. "Are you still hungry little Kanaya?" Dominic chuckled as he spotted cookie crumbs around the young ladies mouth.
His attention was then shifted over to the other dolls, Dominic knew all of them fairly well, maybe not their deepest darkest secrets, but he knew them well enough to call them friends. They were all still asleep it seemed. His brow crinkling slightly, Dominic turned sharply on his heel and went back to Amaya, standing at the helm of her wheelchair. His hands gripping the handles tightly, Dominic leaned down by Amaya's left ear.
"Perhaps you and I could go on an adventure, hm? Doesn't that sound positively wondrous?" Dominic softly laid his head on hers and closed his eyes momentarily. He enjoyed being in contact with Amaya, even only for a moment.