what turns up in the dark; nexu

[violence]

violence

Instinct is a bitch.
Violence would have more fun without it. Many a creature has turned from her, has ended a conversation abruptly, due to something they saw in her. A danger, a warning sign in her smile. And they are right to do so – most things are below her, thus most things are meant to be used as she wishes, as entertainment or practice for her powers, fodder. She does her best to mask her immediate nature, to find a persona of a sweeter thing, the kind who makes others want to stick around, drop their guard. And though she is cunning, she has not yet found a way to portray this in much of a convincing way. She tires quickly of niceties, is too quick to revert to more coercive methods.
But, she practices. She improves. Baby steps.

So she tries to keep her calm with the alien, keeping up her sing-song tone. She notes the head shake, the tension in her muscles. She’s more of a fighter, this one – Charnel had given in almost immediately, as had their father (who was quite used to it, bred as he was for their mother). Here, there is some resistance.
But she is ultimately rewarded – the thing steps a bit closer. Promising. Violence tries another tactic.
Still pressing at the girl’s mind, gentle but unrelenting, she coos, let me in, and we could hunt, you and I. You’d like that, hmm? Hunt? Meat?.
Hunt. Help. Meat.
Pressing harder. For a moment her view changes, and she’s staring at herself, full of new instincts and wild desires.

I’d stay the hand of god, but war is on your lips

if you're cool with it violence likes possessing them to go hunting; if not just say nexu kicked her out of her mind immediately and violence will try something else