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"Oh you DO have a sense of humor." He grated, through grinding teeth,trying to swallow the urge to scream. "Wouldn't it be a b***h if you ever found out you used to wear that symbol once upon a time?"

He wasn't sure she was the type though. Mercury maybe. Or some brand of knight he'd never met. If anyone would have worn the symbol of a mad man like Castor, she would have.

"What next, Venus? Earth? Doesn't that just ******** with you? Claiming you stand for the earth when the earth herself keeps barfing out earth knights to spite your claim? That the strongest of us is an earth knight?"

If Anyone in the Negaverse had missed the bulletin on Camelot they needed a punch in the head anyway. Him mentioning him seemed harmless enough. As such things went.

He remembered the brands the Blood Moon Court had left on others, others like Zia, and supposed he was glad she hadn't had a set of custom brands made instead, but that would have been less meticulous. Less her style.

In her own way she bled a little information just the same as him. Not much, but in the right hands... in the right hands it would be useful. If he remembered.

He nearly retorted 'Like Hell', but she'd probably have taken it as an inspiring motif for another chat, and he refrained from attempting to spit on her if only because he was fairly sure his mouth and throat were too dry and raw for it.

When he destroyed her, he'd destroy that ******** Youma first, just to watch her squirm, the b*****d thing.

He saved himself the trouble of words this time, because there was no point, no protest that would make a difference, just tried to let his eyes give her the message his hands could not now. All the rage and loathing, all the bloody memories of someone trained in the Negaverse and made Knight could offer.

I was gentled by choice by Order, and I can still turn on you like any wild beast.. And if he got the chance it would be absolutely savage, but that was for another time, when what strength and defiance was not being hungrily bled out of him. Defiance couldn't keep his eyes open, or his jaw stubbornly set, and when exhausted darkness pulled him down like drowning, it was almost a relief not to need to keep it up.