[A chill of shame creeps down Angel's body, the sensation not unlike having a bucket of water upended over her head. She shifts in her chair, while 'Dora quickly sets about wrapping a tendril around her wrist. It squeezes tightly, steadying hands she didn't realize had begun to shake.
It's been a long time since she'd had to think about what she'd done. She'd come to terms with the guilt, and no one had held what had happened against her. But sitting in front of Maya, the siren that Angel had held in such high regards, facing down her inability to control her powers...
Humiliating was the best word that came to Angel's mind, and even then she isn't sure it's accurate.]
That's... not necessary. [Some part of her appreciates Maya's offer. The rest of her doesn't want to even think about acknowledging her powers. Not when the easiest solution is to snap her collar around her neck and keep it at bay.
Then again... she isn't so sure she knows where it is.]
I had a way of keeping it at bay before. I'm sure I can track it down again.
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It's been a long time since she'd had to think about what she'd done. She'd come to terms with the guilt, and no one had held what had happened against her. But sitting in front of Maya, the siren that Angel had held in such high regards, facing down her inability to control her powers...
Humiliating was the best word that came to Angel's mind, and even then she isn't sure it's accurate.]
That's... not necessary. [Some part of her appreciates Maya's offer. The rest of her doesn't want to even think about acknowledging her powers. Not when the easiest solution is to snap her collar around her neck and keep it at bay.
Then again... she isn't so sure she knows where it is.]
I had a way of keeping it at bay before. I'm sure I can track it down again.