Shattering Humanity-Chapter 280: "Mon Amour...": Two Ways To Verbally Express Love
"He who wishes to take control of the world and acts upon it,
I can see that he will not succeed.
For the world is a divine vessel,
It cannot be acted upon as one wish.
He who acts on it fails.
He who holds on to it loses.
Therefore some things move forward while some follow behind.
Some try to warm with exhaled air while some try to blow it cold.
Some are strong while some are weak.
Some are successfully accomplished while some are declined and failed.
Thus, the saint avoids all extremes, extravagance, and pride." -Tao Te Ching Chapter 29
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[Tristan and Stephanie’s Home]
After the mess made by Pauline and Jamie is cleaned up and the two sisters now reluctantly eating a less sugary bowl of cereal in the living room while Petra is watching a different show, but is just as into it.
Petra: "Put everything you have into your heart, and attack from there!
Or else, what was this whole journey for?!
Haaaaaaaaaa!!!"
Showing her immature side, she pretends to power up while her "identical" sisters watch their "Shepherd".
Jamie swallows her food and whispers to her squabble sister.
Jamie(whispers): "Between you and me Pauline, I think these shows are making Petra...ya know..."
She does the "Coo-Coo" hand motion next to her head and Pauline giggles, letting a little bit of milk squirt out from the corner of her mouth.
The bit of milk lands on the couch and she rubs it in with her hand.
Pauline: "Whatever keeps her out of trouble."
In the living room, the adults are ready to head out.
Behind smoking Ichythis and Isfet sharing a cigarette, Bethany creeps up and nuzzles herself between the tall, strong woman with orange hair and red eyes, and the gorgeous, stone faced, one eyed, symbiote reliant Middle Eastern woman.
Bethany: "When we get to the city I have to show you two girls the clothing store that just opened back up!"
The two of the smokers give her side eye glances but initially pay her no mind.
That doesn’t stop the ever so lustful Squad 1 member.
Bethany: "And who knows...mmmaybe we can try on clothes together?
...in the same changing room...
Then again when we get back hom-"
She is comedically knocked unconscious, swirly eyes, while Tristan drags her away by the ankle.
Tristan: "Seriously son’t know how many times I have to tell you, sexual harassment is sexual harassment.
Even if you are a girl doing it to other girls!"
He looks at his two guests.
Tristan: "I’m really sorry about her.
She never knew her father and-"
Ichythis hands over the cig to her friend and Isfet takes it.
Ichythis: *exhales* "It’s nothing to apologize over, really."
Isfet: "Y-Yea."
She inhales once before handing it back over.
Tristan chuckles and walks with KO’d Bethany to the door. Her face is down, and squeaks every time her face rubs against the freshly cleaned hardwood floor.
Standing at the open door is MamMon DæMon and Nephilim in mid discussion.
They stop talking once the young man pulling the still comedically knocked out woman, who he treats like a sister.
Bethany(mumbling): "Broad...
Toned...
Boo-piis..."
Tristan: "Okay, we’re ready."
MamMon DæMon: "Um, are you forgetting someone, Boy?"
Nephilim: "And Young Tristan, I understand this is out of line coming from another man while under your roof, but please be more careful with Ms. Bethany if you can, like I have previously asked of you."
Tristan lets go of Bethany’s ankle just as she wakes up from her forced nap, shaking her head.
Tristan: "Sorry General Nephilim sir.
But to tell you the truth, it’s not so much as me protecting others from her, but more of me not wanting to hear her say those kinds of things."
He turns to MamMon who is putting her hood back on, getting ready to head out.
Tristan: "And Steph is just putting on her running shoes.
She’ll be out in a second."
Stephanie: "Sorry...!"
From around the corner to the hallway, Stephanie appears in her jogging gear matching the color of her eyes and ponytail tied up hair, as well as her lime green/grey running shoes.
Stephanie: "I’m sorry if made you all wait.
I didn’t know if we were going to be in a situation like yesterday running away from flying, flaming swords."
Tristan is awestruck, blushing, and admiring the love of his life in all of her natural beauty.
Noticing him silent fawning over her, Steph blushes while smiling and twisting the point of her shoe on the floor.
Stephanie: "Oh stop, Tritty...
My hair is a mess and I’m in sweatpants.
There’s nothing special about my outfit today."
Taking her hands, the two true lovebirds look deeply into each other’s eyes.
Tristan: "Stephanie, I mean this with all the truth I can muster within my heart and soul, you truly do get more and more beautiful every single day I see you."
Nephilim is smiling and watching the love scene while leaning up against the door frame.
MamMon is behind the General and rolls her eyes, but then she remembers Saku and a high pitched sigh escapes from her.
Ichythis tries to pass off the last few drags of the shared cig but Isfet politely puts up a hand and shakes her head, watching Tristan and Stephanie.
Isfet(thinking): *I remember hearing Esau talking to Edom the same way, and she would sometimes be the one to romance him with her words back.
Living and growing up without sight, I never really thought of a life with another other form of love, other than the family love for my sister and her husband.*
Stephanie has happy tears in her glowing eyes and wipes them away before any can fall.
From the living room, Pauline and Jamie can once again be heard bickering. This time, over what to watch.
Pauline(other room): "Noooo!
We watched your stupid movie 5 times already Jamie!
I want to watch something different!"
Jamie: "Trust me Pauline!
Each time we watch it, there are hidden clues we can find, now that we know the ending!"
There is a *THUD!* along with the angry grunts coming from the two sisters fighting over the remote.
Petra comes out of the room with a stack of bowls in her tiny hands, and stops to look at the adults preparing to leave.
Petra: "Are you leaving now, Stephy?"
Stephanie moves over to the most trustworthy of the quadruplets and pats her on the black hair covered head, with a smile.
Stephanie: "We’ll be out for a while, I don’t know how long, but Uncle Jay is in his room sleeping if anything happens and you have Uncle Peyton if he ever recovers from his hangover, teehaha!"
Petra looks back nervously in the living room at the quietly snoring man who was taken in last night.
She then her gaze moves over towards the tough intimidating looking women who are smoking cigarettes in her home.
Petra(whispers): "Stephy..."
Stephanie: "Hm? What is it Pae?"
Petra(whispers): "Are-Are you sure we can trust these new people?
They look scary and we don’t know who they truly are as humans."
Stephanie is surprised by the rationalization coming from her younger, but still intelligent sister.
The elder sister smiles it off and softly puts her forehead against Petra’s.
Stephanie(whispers): "Because, with Seiõr, I have a special radar now that allows me to tell whenever someone has a friendly or evil soul keeping their heart beating."
Petra: "Really?!"
Stephanie puts a finger to her lips and shushes the overexcited child.
Stephanie(whispers): "Keep it a secret though, okay?
If evil hearted people know I can sniff out their dastardly spirit, they’ll try to hunt me down and you don’t want that, do you?"
Petra sheepishly shakes her head ’No’, and hugs her older sister goodbye.
Stephanie joins the rest of her group and looks back in before shutting the door behind her.
Petra: "Bye Stephy!
Bye Tritty!
Be safe everyone!"
Door closes.
[Outer Sanpaku]
L’Orient walks away from the still injured Jean, and ignores the Yang Vessel’s attempt at a heroic speech in front of his team.
Katsu looks down at the injured young woman and holds a hand out to her.
In an all too familiar way, Jean is blushing, bashful and awkward compared to her attitude earlier.
She jumps to her feet and backs away without touching the Yang Vessel.
Jean DæMon: "Like g-g-gross!
Do- Don’t touch me with your totally disgusting, strong hands!
You- you idiot!"
Shelly’s eyes grow wide, knowing exactly what’s going on...
Shelly: "That girl...likes...Katsu..."
A look of absolute anger washes over her face, and she too begins walking away from her group.
Itsuka: "Wha- wait, Shelly?!"
Disinterested in the "DæMons & Skalmönd" plot, Shelly and L’Orient walk right passed each other.
Shelly stomps her way to her adopted brother/purpose.
Her grip around her Seax tightens and her teeth are grinding back and forth while a low feral growl is projected from her larynx.
Feeling some sort of a disturbance around him, Katsu slowly turns around sweating in fear. In a moment of satire, he sees a 50 foot(~16m) tall, blue eyed devil silhouette looming over him.
Shelly grabs his wrist and pulls him away from the blooming love interest.
Katsu: "Wh- Woah, Shell?!"
Shelly turns around and looks directly at Jean.
The face of the blushing French girl goes back to her own stare down and serious expression towards the opposition.
Shelly: "If I EVER see you trying to touch Katsu, I will tear both of those long, overly exposed legs of yours, and shove each one up your-"
Itsuka: "Get off him, you Psycho!"
Xaaydagaay: "*Hissss* *Grrrrruff!*
*Eeiieek* *Eeiiiiieek*!" 𝒻𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝘯𝘰𝑣ℯ𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝘮
Cutting off Shelly’s threat in the knick of time is Itsuka and Xaaydagaay’s frantic battle to help Saku escape the clutches of the lovey dovey, L’Orient DæMon.
The 800+ year old witch, taking the form of a 10 year old Scandinavian girl, has her entire body wrapped around Saku’s cranium like a mask, almost suffocating him.
While standing he manages to pull his head free and with his arms stretched out, he grips the small DæMon like she was a doll.
Saku: "What the Hell?!
Who the Hell are you?!"
Laban swallows her spit and Drakania looks over at the Old Norse woman who was once feared throughout the post apocalyptic Roronora City.
She then looks at the red and blue heart eyes older sister to Laban.
Drakania (thinking): *Is she so terrifying, that even Laban is scared of her?*
Almost, in a way of answering the thought, L’Orient verbally expresses her emotions out loud for everyone to hear.
She reaches out and barely touches the underside chin of a weirded out Saku.
L’Orient DæMon: "L’Orient DæMon: "Mon amour.
I didn’t realize your perfection upon seeing you in person, would ignite my womanly desires that I’ve been ignorant of my entire existence.
Please, strip me of this confining cloak, feel my breath all over your body, and breed me like the wild beasts we were meant to be.
Uncaring of all other living creatures and the equally disgustingly beautiful world that surrounds the two of us.
Fill me up until we are both completely satisfied in our desires. Breathing heavily, and falling asleep while looking at the night sky in each other’s arms.
Please, I beg of you from my trembling womanhood, mi amore...make
...me... yours."
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Dom: "Whhhaaat did that child just say to you, Captain?"
