Private Finished (I won't) Be Like Her

Ah, the sewers. Of the islands many dark recesses she finds continually herself in, it is the sewers that she finds herself closest to home. Powerful stenches that stimulate and excite the senses, full of festering delights discarded and wasted by the islands residents living above. While trying to relieve her hunger above brought her occasional conflict, down here she could be largely undistributed. And the occasional few that venture alone... well... are easily disposed. As she searched for her entrance, she could make a peculiar scent among the many other's emanating from the drainage pipe. No, it could not be... at first she recognized it as Pandora's scent but... she could also catch the stink of Malara lingering in the air as. Were the two of them together... here? No... it was not Pandora nor Malara... she recognized now: their brat. What was her name again? Ah... right... Dalia.

Nasci couldn't help but curl a smile as she looked to the drainage pipe. Whatever would bring a single child here of all places? So very curious. Would be tempting to just find her and eat but with that restraining order still in place she could not get close even if she wanted to. It irritated her, boiled her blood but patience... that time will come. For now... perhaps she can sniff out her location. Maybe spook or taunt little thing before moving on to other targets. Sure she would face some sort of punishment if reported but, if such punishment comes let it. She was not one to retain herself by some petty put in power by mortals.

As wriggled her way into the pipe, a small "plink" sound caught her attention, one of her talons unintentionally snapped a fine piece of silk that was previously unnoticed. Hrmp... how kind of the girl to leave behind an appetizer for her as she makes her way to her~ So she brings the end of the thread to waiting mouth, slurping up Dalia's silk like a long wet noodle as she follows it to its source. Ironic how what must have been Dalia's means of navigation is now her means of finding her. While she moved to find Dalia, the tunnels echoed with he scampering of as her many feet clanging on metal and rasping along the stone. While it took some time she knew that she was close, she could pick up her scent in damp darkness.

"Fu fu fu fu~ Well well well child... it has been some time has it not?" called out Nasci, her voice echoing along walls "Now what brings Pandora's precious little spawn here in Nasci's domian, if I pray ask? I must say, your mother is doing a poor job on keeping her little ones close. Fu fu... fu... fu..."

While still some distance away from Dalia, with every word she speaks her echoing words would sound closer and closer to Dalia. Nasci was coming... and it would not take long for her catch up to the stray spider. In the meanwhile, she chews on the spider thread that Dalia had so carefully left behind.

Ah, and so the chase was on. Dalia tried to run but her little legs could only carry her so far. Using her superb sense of smell she tracked Dalia down the twisting tunnels until the child ran herself against a closed grate judging by the distant pleas the child was making. As she neared Dalia's position, the glow of bright flame lights the tunnel. While Dalia is fully illuminated, Nasci kept close close to the lights furthest reach, her body only dimly illuminated for she could not approach any closer due to the effects of the magic of that retraining order.

"Ho ho ho? What is this little farce your trying to play cupcake? Are you trying to frighten me? I have bested demons far more powerful and monsters more terrible then you." taunted the centipede demon, rolling her eyes at Dalia's pitiful display. It was outright insulting that a little demon like Dalia is trying to act superior. Clearly she was in need of some proper etiquette.
"Oh... you insolent little welp... you should know better than to challenge those whom are your betters..."

Inhaling a breath of air, Nasci lets out a chittering roar that seems to vibrate throughout the narrow tunnles"HHHhhissssaawWwwaaahHhhissawWhaahHhhissawWWHAA- Cek -kek -kek -kek."

Once the message was given, Nasci composed herself and politely reiterates "So I ask again my little pumpkin... why is that you have come here? It is rude to keep a lady waiting for an answer little spawn."

"Fu fu fu~ Mhrrmm... perhaps you have potential to grow into something fierce given your lineage. Perhaps one day you could usurp you own mother." admits Nasci, Pandora's and Malara's little spitfire could blossom into something quite powerful and beautiful if given some time to ripen. But until that time, she was but another lesser demon to Nasci. "But until then, you should know your place in hierarchy... for if you in hell you would be chewed up and broken for acting out of place."

"Hrmp... so you say that wish to seek solitude yet somehow find yourself in my company? Ahh... I find that answer so... unsatisfying. I mean sure, I could just leave you here but then what? In silence would you find what your looking for? What does this little jelly bean hope to accomplish here in her lonesomeness? Give me a good enough answer and maybe I will leave you be." pried Nasci, gaze shifting from Dalia and onto the refuse clinging on the walls. She pulls out a misshapen metal object that had wedged itself and proceeds to consume... whatever the rusted hunk of metal was suppose to be.

"Oh? Fu fu fu... why should you be scared? To be ashamed of your very own nature... why there is no greater crime than that." inquired Nasci, picking at her teeth after gulping the down the last bit of scavenged metal. Her eyes follow Dalia for a moment before continuing.

"Mrhmp... you call me a slave your the one constructing you own prison, limiting you own potential and pretending to be the someone you are not meant to be. You can resist all you darling but it wont bring you happiness if your constantly at war with yourself." retorted Nasci, shrugging to herself and giving a Dalia a curt smirk "So... why fight your urges when is sooo alluring to just... give in? To be the you wish to be and to do you please? You say you don't want to hurt anyone but... I suspect that you took great pleasure in doing harm onto the one you hurt. I bet even now... you would love to get your dainty hands around my precious neck and..." Nasci places both hands around her throat, clutching tightly as she wheezed "... wring the life out of me?"

Nasci then bellowed a laugh as she lets go of her neck.

"Bhaa haa ha fuu fu fuuu~ Admit it, as much as you claim to not be like me and your parants... deep inside... your inner self yearns to mimic us. Your a little demoness after all, is coursing through your very blood~" taunted Nasci, taking humor with how utterly lost and confused this demon is when the answer is so obvious.

"Fu fu fu... most certainly muffin cakes. There is nothing quite... exhilarating as most primal ecstasy of squirming for breath. Of course... there is something so seductive about have another's life clutched around your fingers... something about have so much power over one person. Flithly, perhaps... but everyone has their kink. Perhaps is you will explore and find to your horror and pleasure that you may end up liking? Fu fu fu~" cackled the centipede demon, her laughter reverberating down the walls.

"Hrmph? Rules? You let yourself be bound by their rules? Oh honey... you don't need to play by THEIR rules." snarked Nasci, shaking her head as if disappointed in Dalia

"You go by your own rules. Do as you see fit. And personally... I see no difference the laws of man and the laws of demon kind. Its always those in power enforcing their will on those they deem their subjects to follow an arbitrary set of conditions and convincing the weak willed that it is the way of things. There is no law to stop physically stop me from killing or maiming as I wish... just some magical contract placed upon the both of us not cause its crime against the universe but become some witch was told ordered to cast it because someones mommy lacks the strength to protect her own daughter." chided Nasci, her clawed feet scraping harshly on the stone. She then twists a smile to Dalia.

"Ah but what of your friends? For how long will they remain your so called friends... your lifespan is measured in countless millennium while their's... well they will expire after their short pitiful lives or live long enough to betray you to further their own schemes. This is just an inevitable truth of friendships... they are enduring now but never as lasting as the youths claim them to be. You own mother had quite a few friends and lovers... that was before she threw them to the wolves to chew on their bones fu fu fu.

Give it a few centuries... and you will find that those who are your friends now will not be there to stand with you. In the end... when lovers embrace grows cold and memories of friends and family taste of ash... you will only have yourself love. So why not do what you please and damn those who will only hold you back."