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[b] "C-Cienna. You're a good, good fairy. It's not your fault t-that Julie is this way. But p-please, please promise me something."
"T-Tell her, remind her, about all those years ago. S-She may not believe you, but press on. Please." [/b]
Cienna wasn’t sure ow to respond to this, she wanted to shake her head and deny the thought that she could possibly be anything but evil, she had caused pain to everyone after all that was the path she walked. Darkness was her choice to gain command over the wind to not be a burden to all those she cared for she had no choice, but here and now, this demon, she was calling her good. She wanted so very much to do something, anything to show this demon that she appreciated it. 
Her request was not a simple one Cienna knew this but she also knew if they were to ever be truly happy she would have to somehow bring up this subject. She had the ability to share her past experiences but they were always in her own senses. Meaning that what she heard, felt, and tasted. Others, save for those who often flew on wings, could understand her wind sense so that would simply be white noise to her brain. 
[color=darkorchid]”I will…”[/color] she said the words coming to her mouth without the bidden thought to do so. She knew in that moment that she would, no matter what she had to do, she would sacrifice anything to make Julie and Erin happy again. ‘Like two sides of the one coin, what one felt surely had to effect the other’ she thought. [color=darkorchid]”if you two are happy…[/color] she would pause taking a breath [color=darkorchid]”that’s all that matters.[/color] she would add this as she squeezes Erin’s hands tightly. She would try to smile as sweetly as she could for Erin, the effect of which most likely being comical to anyone else as the smile would reveal her fangs and be somewhat awkward. She had never been good at hiding her emotions behind falsified emotions. She could however normally remain passive looking but the tears on her cheeks belied that too.
[color=darkorchid]”The worst part of being a fairy. Is that I will always be evil.”[/color] she spoke this line softly in fae as if talking to herself. She deserved to be punished and she knew it and then a thought occurred to her [color=darkorchid]”uhm you don’t have a home to go to anymore… seeing.. as how… I…yeah...”[/color] she said looking down unsure of how to proceed with her line of thoughts past what she had said [color=darkorchid] “Do… do… doyouwanttocomelivewithme??”[/color] the sentence was mixed English and fae and barely legible even to herself as she blushed heavily.