[It's been a few months, now, and Sayaka is getting used to contributing to the Black Eagles house more.
Sure, she's had to hear earful after earful from her father in letters--she has expectations to uphold, as always, but they have seemed to lessened as of late due to the noble boy she's courting.
It's nice, really; she still has her expediencies to hold up for the class (and some teeth grit teamwork with Hubert to uphold because the Professor is dead certain that they're a good team), but there's some solace in just this nice, nice boy who's interested in what she has to say, who's willing to court below his station, and just has this...calming appearance. It's nice, despite how he dodges some of her questions sometimes; she has plenty she dodges as well, so she doesn't mind giving him his space.
It's an evening like any other, and he's asked her to come with him tonight to speak. Sayaka can't help but be giddy, despite the nagging feeling she's being followed; she's too excited for whatever is to happen that she ignores it. He takes her to a nice, quiet place in nature, further away from the Monastery than she would typically allow anyone to, and it's there that the situation turns on it's head.
It starts with barking laughter from the noble boy, which confuses Sayaka, when she thanks him for taking her to such a beautiful spot. She's so confused; what's so funny? Apparently, it's her. Her, a lowborn brood mare who's so stupid it's a crime, and he thinks it's so hilarious that she's fallen for his act this much. That she really thought he'd give her the time of day, if he wasn't using her as a practical joke.
Sayaka can only feel her ears ring when she hears that. Her whole world is falling apart in front of her, and all that boy can do is laugh. Call her all sorts of things, right to her face, laugh at her for thinking she had a chance of making something better of this stupid father she doesn't even love, for people she doesn't even care for who she thought she had a chance to actually impress, and--
"Tell me, are you truly even a noble? You're so...unsightly, that I can't help but wonder if--"
Sayaka doesn't know what happened. Honest to the goddess, she doesn't, she always carries a knife for self defense if her magic doesn't work, and it's in seconds that she's on him, he's on the ground in agony and--]
Shut up. [She stabs him again, eyes wide and unseeing as he howls in pain.] Shut up, shut up, shut up already you wretched--
[She's not sure how many times she stabs him. Until she's had her fill, most likely, but she only realizes when she actually comes to that she's covered in his blood. She's pretty sure she's just gotten done gutting him like a fish, and she doesn't remember what she's said or what she's done and she's--she's--]
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Sure, she's had to hear earful after earful from her father in letters--she has expectations to uphold, as always, but they have seemed to lessened as of late due to the noble boy she's courting.
It's nice, really; she still has her expediencies to hold up for the class (and some teeth grit teamwork with Hubert to uphold because the Professor is dead certain that they're a good team), but there's some solace in just this nice, nice boy who's interested in what she has to say, who's willing to court below his station, and just has this...calming appearance. It's nice, despite how he dodges some of her questions sometimes; she has plenty she dodges as well, so she doesn't mind giving him his space.
It's an evening like any other, and he's asked her to come with him tonight to speak. Sayaka can't help but be giddy, despite the nagging feeling she's being followed; she's too excited for whatever is to happen that she ignores it. He takes her to a nice, quiet place in nature, further away from the Monastery than she would typically allow anyone to, and it's there that the situation turns on it's head.
It starts with barking laughter from the noble boy, which confuses Sayaka, when she thanks him for taking her to such a beautiful spot. She's so confused; what's so funny? Apparently, it's her. Her, a lowborn brood mare who's so stupid it's a crime, and he thinks it's so hilarious that she's fallen for his act this much. That she really thought he'd give her the time of day, if he wasn't using her as a practical joke.
Sayaka can only feel her ears ring when she hears that. Her whole world is falling apart in front of her, and all that boy can do is laugh. Call her all sorts of things, right to her face, laugh at her for thinking she had a chance of making something better of this stupid father she doesn't even love, for people she doesn't even care for who she thought she had a chance to actually impress, and--
"Tell me, are you truly even a noble? You're so...unsightly, that I can't help but wonder if--"
Sayaka doesn't know what happened. Honest to the goddess, she doesn't, she always carries a knife for self defense if her magic doesn't work, and it's in seconds that she's on him, he's on the ground in agony and--]
Shut up. [She stabs him again, eyes wide and unseeing as he howls in pain.] Shut up, shut up, shut up already you wretched--
[She's not sure how many times she stabs him. Until she's had her fill, most likely, but she only realizes when she actually comes to that she's covered in his blood. She's pretty sure she's just gotten done gutting him like a fish, and she doesn't remember what she's said or what she's done and she's--she's--]
N...No, no, no, no no nonono--
[Surely this can't get any worse, can it?]