[ She sags like a sinking leaf, dead matter, into her arms. Sure the Ilde can hold her, keep her safe. She has ever put this body into her keeping. ]
(I am...)
[ Her mouth parts, her eyes blind, yes, but that does not mean she doesn't see when she's kept by the large sweep of the hive, and Ilde, most of all, knows what she likes to see, like to take into herself. Fills her mind up and she makes a soft needful noise, feel the tremor in her body. Shivering, for the things her mind are filled with. ]
(... I am hungry.)
[ Terribly so, she realises, moans again for that emptiness. This body, she loathes it, she loves it. It always a trap, a bonded separate between the two parts of herself, that might be too much if Ilde was not there for her. Her fingers lift, shifting in blind knowing touch over her face and her jaw, her neck. Fumbling through the want of Ilde to do something about this hunger. Unable to discern it from any other kind just like she has been for years - empty. ]
no subject
( I am... )
[ Her mouth parts, her eyes blind, yes, but that does not mean she doesn't see when she's kept by the large sweep of the hive, and Ilde, most of all, knows what she likes to see, like to take into herself. Fills her mind up and she makes a soft needful noise, feel the tremor in her body. Shivering, for the things her mind are filled with. ]
(... I am hungry.)
[ Terribly so, she realises, moans again for that emptiness. This body, she loathes it, she loves it. It always a trap, a bonded separate between the two parts of herself, that might be too much if Ilde was not there for her. Her fingers lift, shifting in blind knowing touch over her face and her jaw, her neck. Fumbling through the want of Ilde to do something about this hunger. Unable to discern it from any other kind just like she has been for years - empty. ]