Ꮢ𝐡𝐨𝐝𝐚 𓆙

(DARK THEMES- Self loathing, some gore, human experimentation, toxic relationships.)
#FateRP

[Ꮢ𝐡𝐨𝐝𝐚 𓆙 @inbornBasilisk]

𝑨 𝒉𝒖𝒎𝒂𝒏 𝒄𝒉𝒊𝒎𝒆𝒓𝒂, 𝒂 𝒈𝒆𝒏𝒆𝒕𝒊𝒄𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒚 𝒂𝒍𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒆𝒅 𝒎𝒂𝒈𝒖𝒔, 𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒅𝒍𝒚 𝒉𝒖𝒎𝒂𝒏. 𝑹𝒉𝒐𝒅𝒂.

- Given to the Wandering Sea at the beginning of Bleached Earth
- Lab rat, Heir, "child of Typhon", magus, mythical beast, Rhoda.

- #milkprayer
- Cont. Below

[Ꮢ𝐡𝐨𝐝𝐚 𓆙 @inbornBasilisk]

@daybitskates It's.. not something that you need to worry about, but, well.. thank you, anyway.

[Ꮢ𝐡𝐨𝐝𝐚 𓆙 @inbornBasilisk]

@daybitskates Oh.

[Ꮢ𝐡𝐨𝐝𝐚 𓆙 @inbornBasilisk]

@ChaldeanFalcon // my baby....

[Ꮢ𝐡𝐨𝐝𝐚 𓆙 @inbornBasilisk]

// another small sketch of Rhoda just for fun

[Ꮢ𝐡𝐨𝐝𝐚 𓆙 @inbornBasilisk]

@HighlandEmpath -stays tense, though she seems to be trying to look relaxed.. to give the appearance of being comfortable with him.]

I'm... not okay.

[She flinches, watching him keenly, unable to escape the inevitable feeling of vulnerability that came with it- The feeling of being small.]

[Ꮢ𝐡𝐨𝐝𝐚 𓆙 @inbornBasilisk]

[Heat.

Animal instinct, cloying fire, boiling blood.

Perhaps it was an oversight, or perhaps it was a cruel experiment.. Rhoda had been contained behind bars in the Wandering Sea,

Until now.

The door was "carelessly" left open, and while the instinct to protect her-

[Ꮢ𝐡𝐨𝐝𝐚 𓆙 @inbornBasilisk]

@HighlandEmpath [Rhoda, though still on edge, is able to find momentary relief in Rory's words.. however small it may be.

After all, he was preaching to the choir, this was precisely how she had been raised to think.. even at times like this, that root runs deep.

Rhoda's body-

[Ꮢ𝐡𝐨𝐝𝐚 𓆙 @inbornBasilisk]

@Lupisbred -her mouth physically cannot bite any deeper.

The pungent copper taste of Beryl's blood fills her mouth, and her body rejects it on instinct, salivating until it flows from her lips and pools around the wound in an iron-tasting pink foam. She hisses into his flesh.]

[Ꮢ𝐡𝐨𝐝𝐚 𓆙 @inbornBasilisk]

@Lupisbred [Rhoda groans under the pressure of his heel, hissing out a plume of smoke as she thrashes to get away-

In the commotion, her first clear thought is retaliation, defense via fighting back-

Her razor teeth sink into his ankle, the closest thing she can reach, until-

[Ꮢ𝐡𝐨𝐝𝐚 𓆙 @inbornBasilisk]

@HighlandEmpath -for now, his presence is.. neutral.

She still watches him intently, eyes blown wide.]

...English is fine...

[...She is barely, barely, able to clear her mind enough to speak those words.]

I'm... fine... I'll be... Fine.

I won't... hurt anyone.

[Ꮢ𝐡𝐨𝐝𝐚 𓆙 @inbornBasilisk]

@HighlandEmpath -The closest she has experienced is maybe, maybe, the crypter Yu...

It would appeal to her more if she weren't... like this. Her only instincts are thus- Protect her territory from outsiders, and, mate or d**.

Only some trace of her curious nature remains, but... -

[Ꮢ𝐡𝐨𝐝𝐚 𓆙 @inbornBasilisk]

@HighlandEmpath -like these.

She manages to chirp out some sort of call, somewhere between repilitan and avian, before managing to catch hold of human speech again.]

γιατί-

[She stops. That isn't the right language.

It takes several seconds to try again.]

...why?

[Ꮢ𝐡𝐨𝐝𝐚 𓆙 @inbornBasilisk]

@HighlandEmpath -She backs further into her self-made nest.

She's in a hospital gown, closed at the back, but her tail is barely visible. Her gloves and boots are gone, exposing green claws. Normally, she would have scrambled for cover.

...Her head is too fuzzy to remember learned behaviors-

[Ꮢ𝐡𝐨𝐝𝐚 𓆙 @inbornBasilisk]

@Lupisbred -her rodent pink eyes. The clearest look he's likely gotten.

She places both clawed hands at his throat, but doesn't apply pressure.]

[Ꮢ𝐡𝐨𝐝𝐚 𓆙 @inbornBasilisk]

@Lupisbred -tail swaying, both curiosity and balance driving the action, her claws clicking on the ground...

She blows smoke into his face, hot and thick, similar to what he had done to her in the past... Aware enough to express her anger.

She stares down at him, not bothering to cover-