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 Posted: Tue Jun 01, 2010 8:34 am
Stupid, idiotic boy. I dont WANT you to follow in my footsteps! I want you to be BETTER than I was! To LEARN from my mistakes!
*She saw the strike coming and simply shifted her weight, suddenly and violently, bringing one of her knees up to connect with his chin, before grinding the cap down into his throat to hold him to the floor*
You're leaving me to find solace with only TRUE monsters, and nothing human. Why cant you see that? That this isnt about YOU, but BOTH of us? At leats IM willing to admit I need help!
Whatever you've left undone, you're in no condition to fix as you are. which leaves only one question, truly.
*Settling back, she'd gently release his arms and just sit on his hips, preventing him from just getting up and bolting*
Do you TRULY hate me enough to kill me? Or does some part of you still recall my love for you, and love me back? If you want out of here, you'll have to kill me first. So, do it. Drink me dry, if that is truly your wish.
*She held her wrist out, within easy reach of him, and just watched him with those terrible eyes*
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Posted: Tue Jun 01, 2010 9:09 am
The first few words to pass his lips were little more than a bloody gurgle. With a knee on his throat, he couldn't do much more than that. He could not speak until his hands clawed at her knees, his fingers pressing at the offending knee to force it off of his neck.
I don't...want...this...
Impasse. He COULD just mist his way free...but that would be cheating. True, it was never a fair fight to begin with; Roan had him beat in every aspect, but he was still fighting as if it were. Which left him struggling there against her weight and strength, knowing he was screwed and refusing it all the same.
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Posted: Tue Jun 01, 2010 9:15 am
Netiher do I. But one of us is going ot have to be strong, and I dont think you can be. And Ive had more practice.
*Another little chip of what humanity she had left flew away as she reached down.. and cuffed his head soundly enough to knock him royally for six. Then, it was a case of taking the unconcious neonate back to the mansion and steeling herself to be thoroughluy ruthless, with no space for her true feelings.
Funny, it felt like the first time all over again, and it was JUST as hard now as it had been then. Nothing like pressure to be more than you were capable of.*
For the greater good... always...for the greater good. Mother is god... in the eyes of a child.
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