Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-27661770-20180106033320/@comment-26892768-20180107183133

The Enchantress slowly gets up.

"...Thank you." She thanks the Lich politely, her normal voice restored. "Now then, if you'll excuse me...I believe someone is waiting for me."

She heads out. Welp. Looks like she's finally done beating around the bush. She's actually going to get romantically involved with the Fifth.

The Enchantress smiles. It's worth it.

Valeena is still clinging to the SKD. She's stopped crying - although that's more because her eyes are dry than actually feeling any less depressed - and she's still musing over her entire pointless life.

And she ends up thinking about the one thing she doesn't want to think about - the Enchantress. Her feelings seemed clear enough when she blasted the Enchantress - raw, burning hatred. She was the bitch that kept her under her control for three goddamn years and made her a living facade to hide her actual self. Valeena wanted the Enchantress to die...or so she thought, before she actually felt guilt.

Guilt.

Guilt over actually wanting the Enchantress to die.

What the utter hell was wrong with her?

Valeena tries to summon the burning rage she felt for the Enchantress then, and...well, she succeeds, but it's intermixed with something else. She knows the Enchantress better than anyone, now. She knows her magic, she knows how her former teacher works - she knows plenty of her secrets; she was the Enchantress' confidant back in the day, when she was convinced that someone or something was watching her and no one else would believe it (then she learned it was Cronus. That was...admittingly a bit disturbing. What the hell was he even doing back then?). And...well, as much as she hates to admit it, her false personality wasn't completely fabricated by the Enchantress. Her personality was just twisted along with her will, forcing her original self back into the corner of her mind. But the Enchantress had something to twist to begin with. It didn't just come out of nowhere.

Which raises the serious question of why, when Valeena looks back to more recent times, to the moments where the Fifth was actively trying to woo her mistress - much to the Enchantress' exasperation - she feels...jealous. Jealous of the Fifth.

Goddammit, 'WHY!? 'Why can't she just hate the Enchantress? Why can't she just hate the Enchantress and avoid this...hate...attraction...GAH!

Valeena screams in frustration, taking out her anger on a large pile of snow by evaporating it with a laser.