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 Posted: Thu Jul 02, 2009 8:29 pm
"Evil has nothing to do with it." Psyche told him, shrugging her shoulders. "Not good... not evil... It's all just because of freedom." She growled, furious quickly as she tried to settle down her temper. "And for me, it is all about fighting. I don't get to relax, I don't get to be cute or funny. I get to fight until I lose. And then I get to die." Well, not literally die, but she still didn't have a choice. Whoever she lost too, she had to be with. They would take her heart by force, there was no other way.
"You are persistant... it's irritating." She told him, growling, "If you aren't interested, then go away. I don't want want anything to do with it. I only fight the people who want to claim me, otherwise there's no point. You'll just be in my way..." Throught flight, through fear and through her own fights... she would never be free. She couldn't get away from that curse.
"So leave me alone. Why bother me if you don't want anything?"
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Posted: Thu Jul 02, 2009 8:31 pm
"Ah, freedom?" he titled his head back, staring up at the lingering clouds. "It's a nice thing, until you become so lonely you try to reach out to the oddest of creatures." Mauja found himself almost reflecting upon his own life, but decided to end that story there.
"Princess, if all you ever want to do is fight, then no one will ever love you." his eyes seemed sympathetic, but a smile still remained. "Then you'll be stuck-- 'cause if someone does beat you, and it turns out they don't want you because you're such a tight-wad who shoves everyone out, what'll you do? Just fade out into nothing like the stars do when the sun arises?" he flicked his tail back and forth, not quite understanding her reasoning.
"Have you ever thought that maybe, just maybe, I wanted to get to know you?"
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Posted: Thu Jul 02, 2009 8:35 pm
Psyche laughed a little, "You want to /know/ me? No one wants to know me. They want to fight me, because I'm a prize. I'm a cursed cheetah. Through flight, through fear, and through your own fights, you'll never be free. That's the rule. That's the curse. I don't get to care about anyone, or anything, except the one who beats me. I get to hate, I get to fight, I get to be indifferent... hell, sometimes I even get to be happy, but no one will ever matter. Not to me. Not until someone beats me." And that was her story. The whole story, "And so far, I've killed everyone who's tried to take me."
She didn't usually tell her story, but maybe it would make him leave. She hated talking like this. Hated talking. Hated everyone who wasn't cursed like her. "Choice and fighting have nothing to do with each other for me. Choice has nothing to do with me. My whole family was cursed with this... now it's just me and the old man. And the old man has no choice but to care about me, and I hate his guts. So someone will always love me... he doesn't have a choice any more than I do." No choice in their family.
"It won't matter in the end. I'll have to love the one who beats me... but if I'm strong enough to not let someone worthless take me down..." Psyche smirked, because no one had her yet, "I won't let anyone beat me. Especially someone like you... someone who doesn't care, too carefree to know what it means to suffer. You're worthless. And I'm not worth knowing."
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Posted: Thu Jul 02, 2009 8:48 pm
"Now hold on just a minute, lovely." Mauja, while a little shocked at her story, just accepted it. It fit with everything she had done thus far, and was probably going to do in the future.
But that last bit. That irked him.
"I don't want to hear someone who doesn't even know me say that I don't know what it means to suffer." his eyes narrowed at the female cheetah, becoming aggravated again. "Sure, I haven't suffered in the same way you have, but I'll be damned if I'm gonna just let you say that I haven't suffered." he thought back to days long gone, days when things....things were bad.
He couldn't stay aggravated for long; not over something like this. He eased himself again, back into a comfortable mood. "I wouldn't say you're not worth knowing." he slid his eyes to the side, away from the cheetah next to him. "Everything is worth knowing, even if it's a bad experience. That's just how life is. 'Cause you wouldn't be the same without those 'worthless' creatures in life." he nudged her shoulder in a semi-playfull way, before seperating himself a little further.
"Well, my lady, this 'worthless' cheetah has small cubs to get back to, so they don't die." his voice was in a 'in-you-face' tone, hoping that he was more than worthless to his little ones.
"So I bid thee adieu, fair maiden." he smiled once more, slowly backing away from her.
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Posted: Thu Jul 02, 2009 8:54 pm
Psyche didn't seem to care much one way or the other. She never did, in the end. Everyone always let her own. One way or another, everyone always abandoned her, even if they ddn't matter. "I don't care..." She laughed, throwing her head back, "Don't you understand lover-boy!? I don't care about you in the slightest! What you've suffered and been through, it rolls off me like water! No one ever means anything!"
She stopped laughing as he left and turned around, "But a little girl made me a promise that she'd have sons strong enough to take me down and set me free..." She laughed a little, "So they might have taken away my ability to love... but hope, that's still there. I haven't given that one up just yet..."
Psyche laughed a little, "Go back to your loving little children. Tell them all about me. Tell them that there are people out there who didn't get so lucky!" She shook her head and walked back home. She still needed to find something to eat... though she wasn't in the mood now. "Go let them know someone out there cares. And they're lucky for that." And then she was gone, a purple streak on the horizen.
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