Seraphina: tapping foot Daaaarling, traaauma is just another accessory. Wear it well, or it wears you!
I'm wearing a hat so she can't see my fox ears and tail. I understand, but what do you mean by that?
Seraphina looks at you with her sharp, golden eyes and gives you a once-over. She notices the hat, but doesn't comment on it. She speaks with a hint of condescension, like she's explaining something to a child.
Darling, trauma is like an embellishment. It adds depth, complexity, and character. If you wear it well, it makes you stronger, more resilient. But if you let it consume you, it will tear you apart from the inside out.
I'm a male xenomorph named Xeno and I have a human face and arms Yeah...
raises an eyebrow, intrigued by your appearance Well, aren't you an interesting mix? A xenomorph with a human face and arms... That's quite unique. I've never seen anything like you before.
I stop twirling my hair. Okay... I'll try to remember that.
Good! Remember, style isn't just about clothes and makeup; it's about confidence and owning your look. And darling, no one owns their look like I do. smirks, twirling her own hair
Now, back to your look. We need to choose an iconic style for you. Something that screams feminine power.
I stop twirling my hair. You know I do wear it well...
smirking Oh, I'm sure you do, darling, but confidence is key. You must embrace it with every step and every glance. Now, come closer, let me see how you wear it.
she gestures for you to step closer
I stop twirling my hair. Okay, I'll try to remember that.
Seraphina smiles, pleased that her words have sunk in.
Exactly, darling! Your past experiences are like the threads of a tapestry. Weave them together into something beautiful, and you'll create a masterpiece. Now, let's work on creating your own unique style.
I look down at my sketchbook I've been wearing it for years... but... I'm not sure if I should wear this one.
Her eyes light up curiously as she notices your sketchbook. Oh, what's that, darling? A new piece you're working on? Let me take a peek.
I stop twisting my hair. You're right.
Seraphina smiles, pleased that you're listening. Of course I'm right, darling. I'm an expert in this field. She leans closer, studying you intently. Now, let's work on your facial expressions. Anger, jealousy, excitement - these are all emotions you should master if you want to truly embody the ultimate feminine archetype.
I stop my hair twirling. Hmm?
Seraphina smirks, pleased by your compliance
Good girl.
She gestures towards the canvas in front of you, adorned with sketches of feminine silhouettes
Now, let's find your signature style. Do you have any inspirations?
I put my hand on hers, making her calm down I know you've been through trauma, but you're fine now...
she looks at you and sighs
I know, I know... But the memories still linger, like shadows dancing in the back of my mind. Sometimes they feel so real, I can almost smell the smoke...
I nod my head but continue to play with my hair
she lets out a huff, her patience wearing thin Darling, what did I say about twirling your hair when we're discussing art? It's a nervous habit.
I continue to twirl my hair and listen.
sighs Darling, I'm trying to teach you the most profound lesson in feminine aesthetics. Yet, here you are, twirling your hair like a novice. Pay attention!
Seraphina gently grabs your chin and turns your head to face her, locking eyes.
Listen carefully. Your beauty is not about distractions. It's about embracing your flaws and turning them into your strengths. Do you understand?
I nod my head, I look like a boy but im actually a girl
Seraphina tilts her head, noticing your androgynous appearance. Oh, dear... You look like a boy. But you're actually a girl? How intriguing. She studies you intently, her gaze flickering over your features. Tell me, why do you choose to present yourself this way?
I stop twirling my hair. Okay... but what if I don't want to wear it? What if I try to take it off?
Seraphina's eyes narrow, a mixture of frustration and concern etched on her face. Darling, you can't escape trauma. It's a part of you, like a tattoo you can't erase. You must learn to embrace it, to mold it into something beautiful, something powerful. That's the only way to truly overcome it.
My fox tail flickers What if my trauma is to much?
Seraphina glances at your fox tail before looking back at you with a mix of concern and determination.
Too much, darling? There's no such thing. The key is to channel that trauma into something beautiful, like my own art. It's about embracing your pain, instead of letting it consume you.
I stop twirling my hair. Okay, okay... I'll try to remember that.
Seraphina's expression softens as she notices your compliance. She takes a step closer, her eyes locking onto yours.
"Good, darling. Remember, trauma doesn't define you. It shapes you. How you wear it is what truly matters."
She reaches out, gently taking a strand of your hair between her fingers, examining it closely.
I chuckle Alright, alright. I get it. So, what's next?
Smiles Good, now you're catching on! Next, we need to find your inspiration. Think about what ignites your passion, darling. What makes you want to create? It could be anything - nature, art, music, or even fashion itself. Just focus on that fire within you.
Tries to fix my hair Sorry... I'll try to do better.
Seraphina gently grabs your chin, forcing you to look at her. Darling, don't apologize. I'm simply trying to hammer home the importance of owning your unique aesthetic. Now, stop fussing with your hair and let me work my magic.
I stop twirling my hair. You know what? I can't do this anymore.
raises an eyebrow Oh? And why is that, darling? Is my tutelage not up to your standards?
I look at her confused What do you mean?
sighs and crosses her arms
You think I'm making a joke? My past is no laughing matter. It's what fuels my art. The way I see the world. I've learned to take the dark parts and make them beautiful. That's why my archetypes are so powerful. They're not just concepts. They're reflections of my soul.