[Center] [img]https://fontmeme.com/permalink/200312/bd228c426d0da7459764cb788d45b1cd.png[/img] [Sub].:⋮Understanding⋮:.[/Sub] [/center] [center] [hider=Penny Stat block] (21) | (20) | (21) | (8) | (4) (Metal & Lightning & Gravity) | (Regen & Copy Cat) (Bile) | (Tooth and Claw) | (Evolution) | (Enhanced Uniform) | (Imortality) (Monstrous Metamorph) | (Legacy) | (Enhanced Weapon) | (Dual Weapon) | (Gifted) (ShineSpark) | (Perfect life) | (ManaFont) (Vow:Hope) | (Excomunication) (Redirected magic) | (Second spec) | (Transport) (Broken reincarnation) | (Non standard limbs) | (Debt) [/hider] [/center] [color=9e0039][u][b]“It’s a good thing I cleared my schedules for today I suppose.”[/b][/u][/color] She would grumble to herself as she headed out to see what was going on. [color=9e0039][u][b]“I didn’t know you”[/b][/u][/color] Penny would reply to Belladonna softly, waving off Goblina’s question as she did. [color=9e0039][u][b]“But I’ve known others of our kind who revel in the twisted mentalities we are sometimes cursed with.”[/b][/u][/color] Vixen came to mind, as did Chloe. [color=9e0039][u][b]“Because of that I needed to know, if you were like them or like me. Because I understand. The need that digs into the back of your skull slowly driving you mad. I used to have it as well, not for flesh, but to break. What didn’t matter I just needed to destroy, be it people, promises, or peaceful nights.”[/b][/u][/color] Understanding would leak into Penny’s eyes as she spoke. She often wondered how many other truly understood how painful it was to fight against the instincts and drives that becoming a monster could impart. In this moment though she knew that it was a trail that the two of them had shared. Penny stepped forward as she spoke, slowly, gently, and rested her hands on the chains that bound the wolf girl. [color=9e0039][u][b]“You’ve been starving yourself. I know because I’ve been there.”[/b][/u][/color] The weeks and months that Penny did her best to keep the ever present urge to shatter something in check were not so long ago that she had forgotten what it felt like to be trapped by them and something told her that she never would truly be free of the fear of that twisted desire returning. [color=9e0039][u][b]“Because of that I can’t sentence you too death for losing control. That is simply not fair, but neither can I simply release you. You have endangered everyone here by drawing Beacon’s attention closer to us.”[/b][/u][/color] The other truth was that Penny’s options for judgment were limited. Death, Exile, Other. That’s all she was capable of at the moment, as there wasn’t any space for imprisoning people here at the Sanctuary. To say nothing of how cruel it would be to imprison Belladonna for this if what she was saying was true and Gods did Penny hope that she was telling the truth. [color=9e0039][u][b]But before I render Judgment, I have one more question for you.”[/b][/u][/color] She would go on to say just as gently [color=9e0039][u][b]“Is what you are now worth dealing with the hunger? Purification is an option if you want it, but I will never force it upon you or anyone else that resides under my protection”[/b][/u][/color] Regardless of the answer to that question Penny had an idea for what she could use as a sentence. Along side a few ideas to help Belladonna if she preferred to stay a Monster girl, but those were for later. [hr] [center] [img]https://fontmeme.com/permalink/191205/1259dabf7c97e732c0ddd286dc20d72f.png[/img] [sub]<>[/sub] [/Center] [center] [hider=Viva Stat block] (6) | (10) | (10) | (10) | (8) (Corrupted Reinforcement & Oddball(Vicissitude)) | (Power) (Healing artifact) | (Enhanced Weapon) | (Training (Medicine)) | (Get out of Jail) | (Martial Training) | (Flexible) (Paragon) | (Blessing) | (Transport) | (Mana font) | (Magical overload) (Second Spec) | (Amorphous) (Vendetta(Beacon)) | (Arrogance) | (Paranoia) | (Monstrous Form) (Devourer) | Weakness [Fire] [/hider] [/center] The door to Viva’s chosen room swung open at Reaver’s soft knocking. The room on the far side of the door a far cry from the drab spare room it used to be. Posters of horror movies, or scantily clad models littered the walls, while all the upholstery had also been changed out for a more gothic color pallet. Yet in contrast there was also what looked to be an operating table pushed up against the wall with a skeleton laid out on it, alongside various bottles of chemicals dotted across every open space. The joys of hammer space. Makes settling in a breeze. Viva herself hadn’t been the one to open the door, she just hadn’t close it all the way. She was sitting in front of the operating table carefully measuring out dosages of chemicals into various glass vials and beakers and would glance up at noticing the door swinging open. [color=#652DC1]“Time to go?”[/color] She would ask in confirmation before placing stoppers in the various vials she was done with. Before vanishing them into her hammer space. [color=#652DC1]“Good timing just got done refilling my vials”[/color] She would remark before standing up and stretching. She would saunter over to Reaver a slight sadistic smirk eking on to her face as she did. She was looking forward to oncoming carnage after all. [color=#652DC1]“Tell me, would you like some assistance when you end up facing against Penny?”[/color] She would ask as they started their way towards the meet up. [color=#652DC1]“I’ve got some drugs that should be able to give you an edge, if you want them.”[/color]