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Seena Livy the unbroken Spidergirl, Hawken, Tag: Downtime, Mood: Tired, curious
Seena had to admit that on closer inspection, this spirit certainly was entertaining, even if the jokes were so-so. And she seemed like a much nicer Mistress to serve under. Her obsession with panties was positively cute compared to Melana's passions, or the customs of Hawken. What she was saying however, made Seena shiver more than her ghostly presence.
"I guess that explains much." She replied. "Thank you for your trust. It feels almost as if your granddaughter pays you less mind than she should. I guess if I will stay here for the rest of my life, I can at least try to fill that space. The spirits of the ancestors should not be belittled or ignored." She offered.
So Melana Blackshield knew firsthand the horror she herself was now perpetuating on her servants. She had freed them back then, in the most drastic way possible, a small mercy, but still... What had happened to her since then?
"But what do you mean with absconding? I cannot leave here, I have a..." Seena decided that the language of dominance would be the most appropriate here. "Mistress here already."
Seena thought over her next words. She was stepping on thin ice, without doubt, and she was sure the current Lady would hear of it, but what had she to lose? Nothing. Her whole freedom was just a game to Melana anyway.
"So you would rather this house return to honest, heartfelt laughter?" She asked. She was pretty sure Melana was too consumed to be returned. But merely knowing that there was a kindred spirit in these halls, even if it was a perverted ghost, felt like the air weighed a little less. Even if the only thing they shared was an acknowledgment that the desire to 'fix' this world would only bring ruin. Elizabeth Blackshield's presence felt no longer cold and alien to her. Heck, she even could get used to making panties for her, if it meant not getting stuffed into that machine...
"I am afraid that I can not convince your granddaughter of anything, even of what I think to be her best interest. It does seem like she has become the very thing she once hated. I feel sorry for you, and your family." She bowed her head reverently.
Seena had to admit that on closer inspection, this spirit certainly was entertaining, even if the jokes were so-so. And she seemed like a much nicer Mistress to serve under. Her obsession with panties was positively cute compared to Melana's passions, or the customs of Hawken. What she was saying however, made Seena shiver more than her ghostly presence.
"I guess that explains much." She replied. "Thank you for your trust. It feels almost as if your granddaughter pays you less mind than she should. I guess if I will stay here for the rest of my life, I can at least try to fill that space. The spirits of the ancestors should not be belittled or ignored." She offered.
So Melana Blackshield knew firsthand the horror she herself was now perpetuating on her servants. She had freed them back then, in the most drastic way possible, a small mercy, but still... What had happened to her since then?
"But what do you mean with absconding? I cannot leave here, I have a..." Seena decided that the language of dominance would be the most appropriate here. "Mistress here already."
Seena thought over her next words. She was stepping on thin ice, without doubt, and she was sure the current Lady would hear of it, but what had she to lose? Nothing. Her whole freedom was just a game to Melana anyway.
"So you would rather this house return to honest, heartfelt laughter?" She asked. She was pretty sure Melana was too consumed to be returned. But merely knowing that there was a kindred spirit in these halls, even if it was a perverted ghost, felt like the air weighed a little less. Even if the only thing they shared was an acknowledgment that the desire to 'fix' this world would only bring ruin. Elizabeth Blackshield's presence felt no longer cold and alien to her. Heck, she even could get used to making panties for her, if it meant not getting stuffed into that machine...
"I am afraid that I can not convince your granddaughter of anything, even of what I think to be her best interest. It does seem like she has become the very thing she once hated. I feel sorry for you, and your family." She bowed her head reverently.