LoopyPanda
Black Jacket
The crystals hovering in the air lowered before eventually dematerializing, but Bernkastel's expression was obscured by her bangs. For a long time, she didn't give an answer while the others gave their responses. Her arms lay at either side of her, standing still as a statue.
"... I don't understand," she finally spoke using a voice eerily devoid of the smoldering anger she had exhibited before. To be given such an outburst in exchange for intervening was not what she expected, the genuine confusion coming through in her flat and blunt tone. "Isn't this what 'friends' are supposed to do? You're alive because I did you a favor; your lapse in judgement could have been costly."
Berserk silently watched the exchanges happen with a bemused look on her face. Since she had no knowledge of Byakko, she simply looked around the room to find him fruitlessly.
"This isn't about Byakko. You cannot use him to pull wool over my eyes this time." Bernkastel struggled to keep her curt tone even and at a low volume, her lips pressed into a thin line. "I remember very well that only days ago you were fixated on choking Gogeta to death. I can say with absolute certainty that was your decision and yours alone, but I looked past it. I was willing to forgive Byakko's years of mind games too-- I could because I thought you really were trying this time, without testing us."
Her frustrations were mounting, and most of them stemmed from trying to keep the peace between others and curb the conflict. Regardless of whether she acted or not, it made someone else unhappy and she didn't understand what she was doing wrong. Feeling upset and embarrassed, she refrained from raising her voice throughout.
"But the truth is you're just fighting over me out of deep-seated jealousy, like a prize." Bernkastel felt like she wasn't being perceived as a person, like eyes were looking through her rather than at her. Her gaze was downcast and empty but they burned holes into whomever looked. "I thought you wanted to be friends... Were you just trying to trick me?"
"... I don't understand," she finally spoke using a voice eerily devoid of the smoldering anger she had exhibited before. To be given such an outburst in exchange for intervening was not what she expected, the genuine confusion coming through in her flat and blunt tone. "Isn't this what 'friends' are supposed to do? You're alive because I did you a favor; your lapse in judgement could have been costly."
Berserk silently watched the exchanges happen with a bemused look on her face. Since she had no knowledge of Byakko, she simply looked around the room to find him fruitlessly.
"This isn't about Byakko. You cannot use him to pull wool over my eyes this time." Bernkastel struggled to keep her curt tone even and at a low volume, her lips pressed into a thin line. "I remember very well that only days ago you were fixated on choking Gogeta to death. I can say with absolute certainty that was your decision and yours alone, but I looked past it. I was willing to forgive Byakko's years of mind games too-- I could because I thought you really were trying this time, without testing us."
Her frustrations were mounting, and most of them stemmed from trying to keep the peace between others and curb the conflict. Regardless of whether she acted or not, it made someone else unhappy and she didn't understand what she was doing wrong. Feeling upset and embarrassed, she refrained from raising her voice throughout.
"But the truth is you're just fighting over me out of deep-seated jealousy, like a prize." Bernkastel felt like she wasn't being perceived as a person, like eyes were looking through her rather than at her. Her gaze was downcast and empty but they burned holes into whomever looked. "I thought you wanted to be friends... Were you just trying to trick me?"