Misery Loves Company (Arianda, Sabriel)

It had been oh so difficult for the Arrancar ever since that blasted invasion and after encountering Stella, Sabriel was in more of a state then ever. She felt that there was an enormous weight on her shoulders, robbing her of any moment of pleasure, a sensation that frightened her more than most. It was as if she was walking through mud and the dark haired woman could not focus upon anything. The normally calm and unflappable woman certainly did not appear so that day and as she entered Arianda’s abode and tried to make herself at home, her gaze would be unfocused, almost melancholic.

They had first met by chance but Sabriel had come to value Arianda dearly since that first encounter, with the two becoming so close over such a short space of time. She could not think of where else she could go besides her palace and for the moment, simply sitting around being waited on by her lust filled minions did not cause her to feel much joy. She needed to be somewhere quieter, where she could try and clear her head, talking to someone who could provide some insight rather than just the same old junk that her Hollows said to her. Oh, they adored her but she could not have a conversation with them.

Heading for the lounge and taking a seat on her friend’s beautiful couch, she would simply sit there, unsure if Arianda was even at home but at the moment, just being in her friend's home helped her heavy soul to relax a touch, even if she still lacked any of her usual enthusiasm. Ah, how much longer was she going to be plagued by this? She knew that she could not change the past and yet it did not bring her any comfort.