Maribelle could comprehend the existence of super-soldiers -- knowingly or otherwise, she was situated between so many in her life, cockroaches of mankind. She, however, found it difficult to discern the expressions of most humans, and canid sorts were even harder when taking into account the anxiety swirling the contents of her stomach due to her just being near them. ST was not unalike both, worryingly unique.
Catharsis was equally obscure to her, but ST chased it. A fox hunts a rabbit in the woods, tears its limbs off, and a kitsune, apparently, pursues all sorts of pleasures, all sorts of highs.
It was almost noble, but raised in a household that sheltered her to the point of stunting, that rattled her thoughts to where articulating them was more compared to passing through the gates of Hell. "Lasciate ogne speranza, voi ch'intrate", or whatever. ST was, to her, a monster of a very particular flavor, no matter his benevolence. He was all vice, a coach in debauchery, corruption she never dared to swear herself to. His body was a temple. She could not nearly relate to even that thought. She was taught to honor herself in the rarest, most fleeting of instances, opportunities she did not take. The kitsune gorged himself on all that was good and enticing, for temptation was not necessarily an evil thing.
But, she thought so.
Maribelle felt so silly, close enough to the famed ST for herself to ruminate on her thoughts, but never to verbalize them. He had seemed kind. Seemed.
And so, indeed she ruminated, a sheep in the meadow. She was scarcely aware of the presence of wolves or a life beyond the pasture, knowing only the safety of the flock and what the bucolic lifestyle gifted her. The caged nightingale watches the wild ravens from a safe distance, separated by gilded bars and half-opaque glass windows. The chained dog wishes it could be as free and as wily as the fox racing across hilltops.
Keeping to herself made sense, she supposed. Rain clouds were starting to come in. She opened her umbrella and took a step back, and then hid.
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