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 Posted: Sat Jul 12, 2014 1:47 am
"Benitoite often likes to play in affairs far beyond his own capabilities. Toying wis' herbs and poisons was often one of zem. He owns a garden laced wis' a surfeit of different plants, some benign like basil and ozzers toxic like belladonna, or foxglof'e. And zere lies ze folly of man, zis overreaching, where one day he might find zose plants haf' cross-pollenated for a new and deadly herb zat looks no different from oregano, or lemongrass. And he would pluck it, and he would eat it none ze wiser, only for someone to find him dead at his dinner table, a bloated corpse wis' nossing but pain across its features." He drew an audible sigh while he closed his eyes.
"I wonder if a similar incident will happen wis' zis tea shop of his. Duplicity has its merits, but often burns ze user - I would know. Deceiving ze public might seem benign, but he forgets zat among zem lurk ze very senshi he so curses. And while he might drain one, two, ten... I wonder if zey will invariably stumble upon ze scheme, whezzer a slip-up from one of his workers or some damnably precise detectif' work." Perhaps it's just you that inevitably fails, Bischofite. Alois. He may find success beyond his - your - wildest dreams. And then what will you say? What will you do, when 'I told you so' no longer fits?
Her repetition of that phrasing caused his scar to itch, to ghost over with remembered pain. "Drop zat phrase before I 'run you srough' myself. Did you forget what happened to me, or are you deliberately trying to antagonize me?"
The only dissolution to his anger came with repeated ministrations on the knots of muscle in his back. He felt the tips of his fingers tingle while she pressed fingers to the deeper tissues. "Vöglein. Little bird. One day you might grow up and earn ze more adult term, Vogel. But... it may not be soon." Or ever.
"Zere was never any bite to ze Negaverse, as far as I remember. I recall only one mission, and zat was of tactical import, to stage a scene in which we painted ze senshi in a negatif' light. It was later aired as part of a documentary slandering senshi and promoting ze Negaverse. Still... It offers little in ze way of legitimate advancement of our standing. We gain no grounds to call our own, claim no widespread defeat of enemy forces. Too few in our ranks showcase ze tactical mind. We may very well meet defeat due to our own inability to mobilize our ranks. What a shame, what a pity." Yet still I find that damnably festering urge to give a s**t about this organization. I wonder if that inclination is powered solely by Chaos.
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Posted: Sat Jul 12, 2014 9:37 am
As Lellouch listened to him, she wonder if anyone had actual thought to mess with Alexandre's plants. If they hadn't already cross-pollinated. Mental note to never eat while she was there... In the end, that was just more intensive to get the ******** out of there. Lellouch didn't want to die because of a ******** plant."Maybe.." Any number of things could happen. "I don't particularly care for the crew he's put together so it wouldn't surprise me if one of them screwed the whole thing up for Benitoite." Course then again, Beni could always ruin it for himself if any of the other options didn't work. She was mentally cursing herself the moment the words had left her mouth. Smooth. Way to put another point up on the old "Lellouch is a dumbass" roster... "Sorry. Poor choice of words." Extremely poor. The blonde made a small noise as shifted further down the bed to gain better access to his lower back. Of course she wouldn't. Not if she kept making stupid mistakes like that. "...I've seen that.. Or, well, part of it anyway." Lellouch was still convinced that teacher hated the entire class and had chosen that documentary just to watch them all squirm and suffer. Lellouch sighed as her hands stopped for a moment. "It seemed like the only one who was every doing anything was you." Regardless of if it failed or not. "You know, I still think you were trying to kill me when you dropped me off that building. No interest or not." Lellouch's gaze rested on Bischofite's back for a moment as she just took everything in. The scar, the wings that now stuck out of his back. "...Is this helping at all?" Aeeth So true story. I did not realize what I wrote until Bisch got mad. Ive literally been facepalming over my word choices all day.
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Posted: Mon Jul 14, 2014 10:54 pm
"Perhaps even poorer since you never caught on ze first time..." He mumbled across the breadth of his arm. A perfect fit for the Negaverse. Blonde, brainless, and wholly willing to capitulate to those stronger than her. I wonder if life is any better when surrounded by s**t and piss dressed in white.
"You can sink zat all you want. Ze goal was not your deas' - zough if zat came as a final result, who am I to object? But you survived, and in doing so I hope you leaned in part your resolf'e to survif'e in ze most hopeless of situations. And I suspect zat you realized not everyone should be trusted blindly - zat each fact should be meticulously filed away and analyzed for what useable content it contains. But... As I learned lately, ze Negaverse offers no place for people like me. In all likelihood, my nonverbal teaching techniques found no fertile ground to bloom." The massage drew a tingling sensation out of the tips of his fingers when she shifted, ffering a far more relaxing experience. For a moment, he caught himself nearly falling asleep.
"I wanted to watch you succeed. Fail. Change. It is ze most I can as for you, for anyone - including myself."
"Lellouch. I am going to gif' you a very keen point of power. It is unlike any test you'f taken before, in zat you decide if you succeed or fail. You set ze rules, you alone control ze outcome of zis test. If you choose, you can dispense zis information to our higher-ups and haf' me executed, or you can keep it to yourself and see how my intentions find reality. As for zat information... I intend to remof'e every last scrap of youma from my body. And ze only way I'f learned zat might offer a solution... is purification."
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Posted: Tue Jul 15, 2014 6:52 pm
"Oh right, because you've never ******** up and said something you didn't mean too. You could have said something the first time instead of being an a** about it." The blonde growled. "Jesus Alois, for once I'm not trying to piss you off here." As soon as the name left her mouth, the blonde growled and ran a hand through her bangs. Cause that wasn't about to make things any less weird. For a moment Lellouch didn't do anything, just kept her hands on his lower back before slowly working again. "I learned the lesson." She wasn't as quick to trust people now. Whether she had only known them for a few hours or know them for years. "And you avoided the question. Is this helping or am I just making things worse for you." "I'm not gonna tell anyone. Believe it or not I don't want to see you executed." So she'd keep it hush hush. For now. "Again, I think you're one of the few people who even bother to do anything around here besides talking." She shrugged lightly. Lellouch glanced at him again, trying to imagine him in some Knight's uniform instead of what she'd become familiar with. With another sigh, Lellouch removed her hands. The blonde corrupt then moved, stretching out on the bed along side Bischofite. "So..." She commented, crossing her own arms. "What are you gonna do if it doesn't work? And you realize that's gonna hurt like a b***h right?"
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Posted: Thu Jul 17, 2014 10:55 pm
"Of course I haven't," he answered plainly. "And certainly nossing of zat caliber. I belief' ze term 'foot in mous'' is inapplicable here. Razzer, you shoved your entire leg into your gullet wis' zat one." There are no A's for effort with me. Intentional or not, you pissed me off. Forgiveness... Do I value it?
"If nossing else, you're loosening ze knots in my muscles." Waving her off, the creature sat up slowly. The room swam in a sudden drop of energy, threatening to send him to a world of black should he shift too vigorously. Fluffing his feathers, Bischofite drew his wings to his shoulders to contain more body heat.
Mindful of his emaciated appearance, Bischofite half-turned to obscure her line of sight to prominent vertebrae jutting out of his back or the peaks and valleys of his enunciated ribs. "I wonder if people are comfortable in ze war - it would explain ze reluctance to force it to an end. But..." Who values rancor and disagreement as highly as I? The rest of this city does not subscribe to my beliefs, it seems. "It's of little importance. As for your question... Zere are only two routes for zis attempt. Eizer I endure it, and I shirk all Chaos in exchange for access to a human body, or I die. I doubt I haf' to plan much as a corpse, so considering my lifestyle following a failed attempt sounds moot to me.
"And what will you do, Lellouch? Will you try to hunt me, or will you claim my old place and rise srough ze Negaverse as one who commits to action razzer zan speech? Would you join me? Try to drag me back to zis dysfunctional Dark Kingdom?"
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Posted: Sun Jul 20, 2014 4:49 pm
"Yes yes, I'm an idiot. I get it. ******** off." She growled. The blonde was not all surprised when he shifted away for her. So much for trying to talk normally. Whatever. "Some are, some aren't." Everyone had a different reason for being in this war. Some were in it to quicken its end, other's were there simply to drag it out in an attempt to state some bloodlust. Lellouch regarded him quietly for a moment. Somewhere in the back of her mind, a thought crossed that she could tell him to make something of this. To own it and show the idiots in charge how things could get done, but the blonde had a feeling he wouldn't hear of it. "Youma don't particularly like corrupts. You know that. So I doubt one would even-" She paused for a moment. "I don't think I could join you even if I wanted too." As for what she'd do.. She'd figure it out later. Aeeth Remind me to stop doing tags when I'm barely awake k? k.
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Posted: Fri Jul 25, 2014 7:03 am
"You take sings too literally." He regarded her dully. "Lellouch, if you're bored, I can gif' you somesing to do. Ozzerwise, your conversation is tepid at best and you're dodging all ze questions zat actually prompt you to sink. If you need somesing of me, ask it now. If not, you know where ze door is - and how to teleport."
Without waiting for further retort, Bischofite reclined to the bed once more to settle the swimming in his head. It helped little.
"And next time, if you seek to visit me, bring somesing to eat."
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Posted: Sat Aug 23, 2014 11:10 pm
"I'm not bored." She muttered. At least that's what she was going with.. The blonde sighed quietly, her fingers twitching silently. "I haven't gotten the hang of that quite yet.." More like she hadn't been practicing much. Every time she did she was always left with a bad taste in her mouth. Like she was about to vomit up her entire stomach. Her eyes rested on him for a minute before they slowly slid away as she mulled things over in her head. "...I want you to kill me I think." She said. "Not now. Later." The blonde added before he could jump to the task. "Don't ask me why I want it to be you, or why I'm even asking this of you. I don't think I even have the smallest clue why I want it to be you other then 'because I want it.'." Lellouch shrugged. "I don't care how you do it. Rip my seed out, poison me. Whatever you want, go for it." Oh well. That was that. No taking it back now. Then she stood, picking up the feather from earlier and giving it a twirl. "What do you like?" The corrupt asked. "...Or I guess, what can you eat?"
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Posted: Wed Aug 27, 2014 8:54 pm
Bischofite shifted his gaze toward Lellouch when she finally voiced her thoughts, her will for a demise in some nebulous portion of the future. Initially he offered no response - the heavy (heady?) subject matter proved too perfect to tread upon, to mar the last of her words with a response not properly prepared for such reverential action. His gaze softened into a half-lidded expression, and a sigh lifted his shoulders just slightly.
"I cannot guarantee zat I will be ze one to end you - despite our ability to manipulate ze lives of ozzers, zeir lengs' of tenure belongs to fate alone." Now that the room settled, he watched her more evenly - watched the manner at which her hair sat so still in the windless depths of the Rift.
In the dank stagnation he now knew as home.
Her question concerning sustenance required a margin of reflection before he ventured through his answer slowly, deliberately. "I can eat ze softest of foods. Nossing you may find a delicacy, perhaps - anysing... Suited to children, perhaps. Apple sauce, yogurt, rice... I need only keep zem down long enough to absorb a margin of zeir nutrition. Where it goes from zere... Es ist mir Scheißegal.
"Now go, so I can sleep."
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