(Wow, XD I managed to find a really old screenshot of Dest with Oni before she cut her hair. This was from her first time dealing with Oni after she pushed him into the water. An the basis for this writing entry cause it’s appropriate.)

Destiney tilted her head as she looked at herself in the mirror of her room. Reaching up to touch the short ends of her hair. Remembering a time when she actually kept it long and preferred it that way.

Of course remembering that reminded her of other things too. Like her early days as a member of the Order. Her first encounter with just how special Oni is. Though granted he behaved a lot better now then back then.

Still remembering a few times he’d gotten her good with the ceruleum. Ending up with it either streaked into her hair or on her clothes. Dyeing her hair a few times to hide the blue.

Chuckling softly to herself at the memories. Not that she wanted him to dye her hair all the time. It was in itself frustrating sometimes. Yet it was also part of what made Oni… Well Oni. Though she still didn’t understand how he could actually drink the stuff.

Dropping her hand from her hair as she finished getting ready for the day ahead. A smile on her face at the memories.