This Guilt of Mine [Calypso/Ulv]

The sudden appearance of the young woman in Minatumi could have been startling, if she hadn't appeared in the dead of night. Her consciousness was lost to her for about a week, constantly floating within the spaces of several metaphysical planes, even though memory of doing so may not be fully apparent to her restored mind. The moonlight, paired with street lights shimmered upon her body, as the demon slowly began walking.

Her gaze was kept low, bleached locks of hair draping her paled shoulders, as she tried to subdue her presence. She still felt like weak, ill shit, she had just woken up and suddenly made herself appear in the city she had so many terrible feelings being born. Once a place she thought she could come by whenever with no fear and only comfort, now made her even more ill to be in. She didn't feel like she had any place coming into this city. The only excuse she had for showing her face was to see what the level of damage was. As far as her thoughts when she first appeared, she was intent on this being the last time she would come, because...

She rounded the corner, stopping and staring at the street before her. This was the area everything happened in..

It was all her fault.

Pale tears streaked her cheeks, unlike the vibrant gold they typically were, her eyes having darkened from gold to a deep grey, and it seemed even her tears reflected this change in spirit. She leaned against the nearest building, sobbing quietly as her pale fingers tightly grasped the corner, face twisted into a despaired grimace as the pain in her heart truly spilled forth.

She wanted a good look at the aftermath of an event she caused, for her to have that firm, permanent reminder, to never make the mistake of inaction ever again. She only hoped nobody would notice her, this was a position of weakness, despair, and shame. Nobody, please.. Nobody..

Especially not her...

The young demon pressed up against the side of the building, shimmering tears leaving her eyes, as her grief overshadowed any activity around her at first, but as she gradually vented the aching of her heart, she flinched in realization that she was around a crowd. Within that moment of panic, a small rush of her energy left her palms, but rather than cracking the concrete her palms were pressed against, it harmlessly dissipated as a small puff of bright, pale lavender energy due to the protection the city possessed.

She held her chest, exhaling softly as she assured herself to calm down, calm, it was just a crowd she was too in her own head to notice.. It.. Was all okay.

However, what proved to be far less okay, was the sound of singing, rather, who was singing. She almost felt her heart sink right down out of her body to realize the person she had wronged the most was also out and about.

She weakly got herself to her feet, knees knocking as she tried to walk away. Emotional damage plus being out so soon after a long rest wasn't the best for travel when the factors for her to tremble and shake were present. The jovial, unfiltered emotions of the crowd lightened the young one's terror, but it didn't prevent her from flinching, falling over as she heard the woman's voice in her ear.

She noticed her. Calypso wanted to cry even more, feeling similar to a child caught in the cookie jar, except far worse and far more serious. She wanted to puke- She DID puke, a splatter of shadowy matter suddenly leaving her jaws as she retched, adrenaline only adding to the sensation of illness.

Calypso's paled form slowly rose back to her feet, cupping her ears as she tried to get out of the crowd, the young one beyond messy and crying, looking like she just had a terrible breakup as she kept her head low and tried to escape.

Her eyes were tightly shut, face messy, pressing her ears shut as she ran, tears streaking her cheeks. Her mind was filled with fears of the woman, imaginations of her being upset, unwilling to forgive her for allowing this turn of events. Her legs ached as she ran, heavy panting as doubts entered her mind.

Ulv.. Ulv didnt sound furious in the slightest when she just spoke to her. She... No she had to be mad! Everything was all her fault, she should be punished! Punished.. For... For...

Calypso's footsteps slowed as she was approaching the edge of the crowd, gaze softening, hands slowly drawing away from her ears. She stood, silent for a moment, until she spoke one thought in her mind,

..Are... You mad at me?

She was hesitant to turn around, her body trembling, fingers digging into her palms so tightly that faint trickles of blue dripped from her hands. Her breath seized,

"You.. You SHOULD be mad at me..! I didn't do anything to stop this.. It's my fault.. Its my fault its my fault..!"

She hiccuped and sniffled, whipping around in the direction of the singing woman,

"If I had just.. If I hadn't just.. If.. I..! You should be mad at me..! You should be furious for what I did! I.. I.. So.. Why.. Arent you mad at me..?"

Calypso's greyed gaze stared desperately to the woman on the stage, within the sea of faces did the Danava wishing for understanding and retribution for what she felt was her terrible error. But rather than getting exactly what her illed, despaired mind imagined, she got exactly the truth, and nothing but the truth, the young Danava's knees buckling.

Her expression was one wrought with sorrow, sadness, relief, and slowly diminishing fear, as Ulv spoke of the woman bearing no fault in anything but blaming herself. Copious tears of shimmering silver spilled from her eyes, the sensation of her heart pounding at the walls of her innards, seeing her wink.

Her hands came up to her face, covering her mouth as soft, anxious giggles existed within the sobs and sniffles, her breath hitching,

"..How can you be so beautiful, Ulv..? I'm... Almost jealous in my admiration, being such a massive hurt mess with so much pain in my heart.. I was so terrified to even see you again, I feel like I wronged you.. I wish I could be as secure, in control, and beautiful as you.."

Calypso was startled when she realized Ulv was actually near her, rather than merely a whisper in her ears, nearly fully falling over only for black tendrils to swiftly push her from the ground and back to balance, but she still seemed weak. Her lip was quivering, as her being was still wrought with shock and fear, not quite catching up to the realization that Ulv wasn't mad at her for the reason she thought of, but she tried to keep herself stable.

"..I meant it in more of a metaphorical sense, but.. Not saying you aren't... Physically beautiful."

She released a weak chuckle, however when Ulv brought up what jealousy could do, Calypso's expression only darkened as she flinched, visibly sick and saddened by the thoughts in her mind.

"..I guess that's.. True.. Ah jeeze.."

She soon slumped onto her knees, panting gently, "Aaah, I don't feel too great... Ah.. I.. Came straight here.. When I woke up.. I think I pushed too hard too soon... Gosh, how long was I out..?"

She cupped a hand over her mouth, trying to take deep breaths and focus despite her feelings of illness.