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[Djibrilshadow]

Nonexistent Happy Endings - Lust POV

By Djibrilshadow


Once Upon A Time

Yeah, that's always a good start to a story.

He was the most beautiful thing I have ever seen in my life.

That's the more accurate beginning, isn't it?

So I took him home and I asked, 'Ma, can I keep him?'
And she said yes. and he was perfect and I WANTED him but
I didn't want him to die just because of that want,
and so I looked for leverage.

His kind just have to wish it for suicide to happen,
so I tried to find something he loved enough to live for.

So I used his friends for blackmail, what of it?
They weren't worthy of him anyway...

And I wanted to have him so badly and when I DID have him,
it was perfect and I wanted more.

Like a damn drug.

and I TRIED, didn't I?
I tried to have him, hold on to him...
I tried not to hurt him because I WANTED,
STILL want him and I know that it's not going away.

...and he says I don't love him but...

From the way my mother speaks of how she feels about father...
I know she loves Zak. She can't imagine herself without him.

I can't let go of him either.

I want everything from him. Everything he has to offer.
And I know I'll never get it.

Love is a cancer, I know this.
Some sort of emotional disease that eats away at you.

It eats you up inside,leaves you unfit for all but the junk heap.

I spent so much time with him...
I don't want him to go away.
I can't imagine how it is if he leaves anymore.

At the same time,I can't accept the way things are going either.

When I can. I come home early to stay with him,
even if he doesn't let me hold him.

I don't think he notices or even cares.

I try to hold him..

I try to be gentle,try to make sure he enjoys it when I bed him.

He just pulls away.

I try to hold him, lean into his touch... He pulls away.

I would, if he asked, if he WANTED anything,
I'd try to get it for him.
If he just asked.

Stupid, isn't it? He doesn't even want me here.

But I want HIM.

I want everything he can offer and though I'm not getting it,
I can still pretend, right?

Yeah.

He lets me hold him after sex, when he's too tired to move away.
And that's the only time I can hold him, but it's good anyway...
To just pretend...

But pretend and make believe can't last forever and
I know the fall is going to hurt like a b1tch,
but I can't let go of him anyway.

Happily ever after?

F*ck that.

They don't have Happy Endings for guys like me.  

[Djibrilshadow]

And here We Go Again- Lust POV.
by Djibrilshadow

So. Here we go again.

And I'm back and I can't even stay DEAD, dammit,
though sometimes I wish I could,
Because it ain't so bad... 'S like a dream,
like all those times I pretended he gave a damn
and that I could stay right THERE in his arms for just a bit.

And that wasn't so bad, really,
because playing pretend is good and warm
and when I let myself believe it,
the memory of dying doesn't hurt like such a b***h.

Except it's over, and here I am again,
doing this crappy job again...
I don't really give a damn if these enemies die or not.
I'm just doing a job.

Except I see him from the corner of my eyes
and I think it's a hallucination...
He's right THERE on the battle field like the last time I met him.
And I think it's a hallucination, except he's on his way here.
To me.

Dammit.

So he attacks and I block and God, I'm so sick of this,
and I sheath my swords and I turn away.

I'm going to go home.

I can't DEAL with this s**t.

Except this time he won't let me.

and he knocks me out, just like that, WHAM, BAM, Thank you ma'am,
and I'm down for the count, just like that.

and when I wake up, gee, isn't this DANDY, I'm all tied up.

and trapped in a dungeon to boot, JOY, NOT.

So.

Since I'm awake, I try to figure out where the ******** I am
and I can see a pair of guards here...
and s**t, looks like I'm in the hands of the enemy.

so I'm preparing a portal to go HOME and then, whoop-de-doo,
Life screws me over again.

Because HE'S here and as usual, he doesn't look happy to see me.

And I wish he was, but wishing doesn't cut it.

And he's interrogating me, and I tell him the only truth I KNOw.

That I don't expect any mercy, from him or anyone else.

That Ma shouldn't ransom me.

That Brenn'll get rid of me someday if I stay useless,
even if my mother doesn't want me to die.

And he says it looks like I am useless and he can't keep me alive

or to be more precise,he grabs me by the collar and he tells me

"Maybe I should just tell my Lord you are useless as a bargaining unit then."

and I say I never expected him to do so. Or rather

"Go right ahead."

and he looks disgusted and that shouldn't hurt, but it does.

I wish he CARED.

But let's face it, he never did and never will be.

I'm the only one here feeling anything and nothing will change that.

Nothing ever has or ever will.

And, since I know I'm going to die anyway,
What the hell, I may as well say the first words that come to mind.

"You're still cute when you're homicidal."

And he looks flustered and annoyed and I can't help feeling wistful and wishing...
That I could have him back. Just once.

but they wouldn't grant me any last requests anyway, and I never had a chance.

So I shut up and keep that thought, and the words, 'I love you' to myself.

He doesn't need to hear it.

He doesn't want to hear it.

And he's keeping me alive and I can't help asking him WHY he hasn't killed me yet and all that I can get from him is an odd, scandalized LOOK as if it's not conceivable to him.

Yeah, right. Bull.

And he's acting as if he wants me to change. but why the hell should I change?

Would it change anything if I changed?

No.
It wouldn't. He still wouldn't love me anyway.

He still couldn't CARE.

So.

Why the hell should I change?

It wouldn't GAIN me anything. It wouldn't CHANGE anything.
and maybe he might end up congratulate himself for 'saving' me, but it wouldn't be saving me really.

It would just be another shitting fake.

And still I want to play pretend and still I want him back so badly I'd almost consider it.
If I had a chance. To get him to love me.
But he still wouldn't love me anyway even if I DID change the way he wanted.

He still wouldn't give a damn. Just probably go all smug or solicitous and act like friends, except I don't WANT to be FRIENDS with him.

I want him as MATE, not FRIEND.

But no one gives a damn what I want, and wanting never changed anything
and trying to change won't change anything either.

All it will do is put me on the 'traitor' list, or the 'enemy' list
and I wouldn't survive a damn week after...
Everyone on my side of the courts would be gunning for my head.

Not that he'd care.

He'd go around acting as if he's won, as if he's RIGHT and he's saved my flipping life, when all he'd have done by getting me to change, is just putting my death forward.

and what would I gain in return?
He still wouldn't love me. Still wouldn't be my mate.
Still wouldn't let me hold him or even give a damn about me when I'm gone.

Probably would just congratulate himself on 'saving me' before the end.

Bullshit.

Giving him what he wants won't change a thing.


And he can't 'save' me.

There's nothing left of me to save.  

[Djibrilshadow]

RP Reference posts:
http://www.gaiaonline.com/forum/viewtopic.php?t=14312363&page=593#829117464

In The Land of The Blind- Dji pov

Sometimes she thinks he's blind.

That b*****d must be blind, or else he'd have seen how her son felt for him a long, long time ago.

It's practically written all over his FACE, dammit, how the hell can that.. HERO ignore it like that? How can he not see....

Except he probably does see it.

He just doesn't CARE.

b*****d.

Most of the time, especially when it's 3 am and she can't sleep with the worrying, when she can only lie here in bed, staring that the ornately engraved ceiling... Most of the time, she thinks bitterly, that a$$hole is doing this on purpose.

It has to be on purpose.

Why the hell else would anyone do this s**t?

It can't be because he MEANS well, oh NO.

and all this s**t about trying to get Lust to change... it's not the hero trying to SAVE him. It's just the hero's justification for another d@mn notch on his belt.

'Look, I saved another one. Oops, they killed him, but at least I saved his soul first by turning him to the light, right?'

BULL$HIT.

It's been centuries since Lust brought him home and all she can think is that she hates him. Hates him for doing this to her son.

She knows he hates her. It's not a far stretch of logic to assume he'd strike at her through her son.

She wants him dead. In a suitable flashy way of course.

Except Lust loves him, so she can't even DO that.

and she suggested Lust use a compulsion spell on him and then she suggested that she could erase that.. b*****d's memory of his precious people, and all she's trying to DO is HELP.

But Lust doesn't WANT any help and he TRIES so D@MN HARD, muddling his way trough this travesty of a relationship and he keeps trying, even though he knows he'll never succeed.

It's breaking her heart. To watch him like this.

Her beautiful, lethal, brilliant son with the heart of stone and he's FAILING and he's never failed before and it hits him so d@mn HARD.

And she sees this and she can't stop it... all she can do is watch as her son's lovely stone heart just BREAKS.

Shatters over and over again every single d@mn time in that hero's hands.

and that hero never notices.

Or probably more likely, Lust's precious person doesn't CARE, just goes on shredding and shredding and shredding away at him.

and all she can do is watch, really, because Lust doesn't NEED help, or so he says and she knows he DOES and he should have help and it's not WORKING no matter how hard he TRIES.

But Lust won't let her help.

and she's told him that he'll die. That the court will turn against him. That if he keeps this courtship up, everyone else will be gunning for him and she can't protect him from himself much longer.

But he says it's not like it matters anyway.

He knows he's going to die.

He just wants.. to keep trying, and keep hoping even if there was nothing to hope for to begin with.

And she can see him drowning in it, in this emotion, like a cancer flooding his cells, eating away at his heart, eating away at his will to live and she can't help.

Because she's warned him and is still warning him and he never listens.

"You know he doesn't love you."

"You know he doesn't CARE."

"You know he doesn't give a d@mn about you."

"You know he'll leave you, breaking, broken."

"You KNOW he won't miss you when you're gone."

"SO WHY THE F*CK ARE YOU STILL DOING THIS?! HE'S NOT WORTH IT!"

she's ASKED and ASKED and ASKED and all that Lust can say is...

'I have to try.' and 'I KNOW he doesn't love me. I know he doesn't CARE and I know I never had a chance.'

"WHY THE F*CK are you still DOING THIS THEN?"

"Because. I can't STOP. I...You know how I feel about him."

and she DOES know and she DOES care and she knows he's only heading for a fall. And she can't save him anymore.

And on too many nights, she stares at the ceiling and thinks bitterly how EASY it must be to be a hero. With everything so black and white.

With every decision so godd@mn clear that he never even bothers to LOOK at what is right in front of him.

Heroes have it easy.

They just have to go and kill the evil.

See Evil, Smite evil, Loot, loot, loot.

They never have to clean up afterwards.

Heroes never have to bury their sons.

....It must be nice, she thinks, to be blind. To all of this.
Because she's the one eyed man and she sees too d@mn much.  

[Djibrilshadow]

Roleplay summary:

Lust's job in that rp is to kill people. He's one of the nobles of his Court, which happens to be the court of evil.

So. BASICALLY, he screwed events up in this order.

1) he went on a killing spree. >.> On orders. Sort of.
2) He took the person he's currently in love with prisoner, intending to keep them as a bedmate. Spoils of war and all that.
3) he blackmailed that person. Told him he'd kill his friends if he refused.
4) He screwed up by falling in love with that person after they'd spent time together. biggrin
5) That person found out Lust dumped his friends on islands. Lust only said he'd spare their lives, but that person thinks Lust screwed him over.
SO NOT TRUE. He promised to spare their lives, not send them home in a comfy manner. BESIDES, he only exiled them since they went back after the person he was in love with.

6) Lust told him the whole fight started over an insult to his superior. biggrin that person's god? THREW SQUID AT HIS MOTHER. biggrin

7) That person did not take this news well.

8 ) Lust has been trying to make up for things ever since, but REALLY, how can he be sorry he picked on that person's friends when he doesn't even KNOW them? Or care about them? They're CANNON fodder. D: AND.
HE WAS JUST DOING HIS JOB OMG.

9) FLAMING. ROW. >D That person said that Lust was not in love with him and couldn't possibly be in love with him because he still kept that person in his home and wouldn't let him leave.

10) LUST said that he didn't want that person to go off and mate with someone ELSE he knew who had a crush on that person he wanted as mate.

11) the person lust was in love with said he'd never mate with Lust. Would never consider it and that if he wanted to mate with someone else, it wasn't any of Lust's business. Also that if Lust loved him, he wouldn't keep him mewed up here and wouldn't force him to do anything.

12) Lust let him go, locked self in room and refused to come out.

13) Lust's brother, Brenn? LOST HIS TEMPER. Went after that person's er... crush... with intent to kill him. biggrin VENGEANCE.

14) Lust went after Brenn with intent to stop him before he could kill Lust's 'precious person'. The one Lust was in love with.

15) Lust got there and engaged Brenn in a fight. Lust got stabbed and fell.
Brenn then hurled a spear at Lust's 'rival' but the person Lust was in love with pushed his crush out of the way and took the blow for him.

16) Lust had ONE healing spell left. He was dying. He knew this.
...His precious person was dying.

He cast his last healing spell on the person he loved. biggrin

THEN he bled to death.

BACK UP INFO FOR THE RP EVENT:

SETTINGS:

here are SETTING references from an au version of my rp. BEAR IN MIND. this is AU. not the original rp. @_@ therefore the buildings stay the same but people/names and attitudes change. Therefore, do not take notice of the people involved here. Many of the characters here are not in the npc list and are not used in the rp world you are writing in.

Also, the noble houses are surrounded by a great city and both the city and nole houses use technology, kthx. @_@

architecture of the rp realm.

 

[Djibrilshadow]

RANKS:

TAKE NOTE: These people work for Dji or Gabriel or are under their jurisdiction.

ARTISANS/CRAFTSMEN/CONTRIBUTERS TO SOCIAL STABILITY:
Traders: Literally merchants of any sort.

Artisans: ANY craftsman or skilled maker of goods.

Builders: Engineers AND construction workers alike. Master Builders are Engineers

Farmers and Fishermen are in seperate classes of their own, similar in rank and honor as Artisans, traders AND Builders.

Seers: ANY person who can tell the future. NOT by guessing.

Hunters:This class is both military and non-military.

Hunters hunt ANY sort of prey, animal or otherwise.

Often having a link with a certain type of animal, ie. cheetah, panther, wolf, eagle, falcon, hound etc.

EACH and EVERY class has their own ranking in terms of level of skill.

ENTERTAINERS:

Bards: Male and female musicians.

LoreKeeper: Historian or keeper of historical records. May or may not be bards as well.

Dancers: Male or Female entertainers. May have intercourse as a living or massage skills as well.

Anyone of this class will have GOOD skills in whatever they choose to do.

Ie. High ranking Courtesans of either gender.

Dancers are NOT low level prostitutes. Therefore anyone, treating them as such, suffers grave sanctions by law.

ie, MANY broken bones.

MAGIC USERS Are special. Therefore they are ranked on their own.

Archmage: THE highest rank of magic user, next to Dominion.

Mages: High ranked magic users. High Multi-Elemental.

Sorcerers and Sorceresses: High rank of magic users. Multi-elemental with a bit of Dark Arts training.

Druids: Specialists in EARTH magic. High ranked.

Wizards: Second Rank of Magic user.

Magicians: Lowest ranked male magic users.

Witch: Lowest level female magic users.

Apprentices: People who are under training to learn a skill

Enforcers: Vigilantes that are given power to hunt down criminals by law.

ANY abuse of this rank leads to death.

Minions: Soldier class.

Swords: Self explanatory. Any rank higher than the common minion. ie. Captain, leutenant etc.

Warleader: Highest ranks in the military. ie. stategist, tactician, general, spymaster ect.

Peons: Garbage collectors or people in 'unclean' jobs. ie. undertaker, cremator etc.

Jobs that bring one in contact with dead bodies that does not involve magic.

Sins: The Shadowguard term for Assassins. This is both truthful abbreviation and Derogatory term.

Gemstones can now be created and in fact, a new caste of workers and artists called Gem-crafters have emerged.

These people try to outdo each other in creating one of a kind, crystalline masterpieces.

New plants and new animals can also now be created, and this too has resulted in a new caste of workers and artists who sculpt DNA and nature itself to fill their needs. Exotic tame animals, living sex-toys with brilliant coloration and gorgeous beauty that literally need intercourse to live…

Exotic plants, fruits to pleasure every sense, scent, taste, and touch… All these the Gene-Artists create.

Then there are the Weapon Masters. This caste literally creates living weapons from anything and everything.

The Metal Workers, who sculpt beauty out of metal and stone. And literally give it life. Living guard-statues, force fields that activate on touch…

The Pleasure-Givers, a caste who specializes in being able to stimulate any and every pleasure known to man or allied race.

Food, sex, parties, massage…ANY and every pleasure, these people know how to give.

It is considered a mark of rank and distinction if you have one or more of these working for you.

Healer caste: These people can cure practically anything, given enough time and the appropriate tools.

 

[Djibrilshadow]

Info:

basic setting: You are in a city ruled by an evil overlord. @_@ and the evil overlord in question is not you. You may be working WITH, FOR or AGAINST said overlord.

The post MUST involve a rule/premise among those listed in the journal post urls on page 1 post 1.

The post does not HAVE to involve an npc, you can make up whatever characters you WANT.

factual setting:

1) the evil overlord took over a LONG time ago. rule is already a given.

2) the society WORKS. even though it does not place much value on the lives of outsiders.

3) the evil overlord is in the habit of taking over or pillaging other civilizations, which may or may not be taken from your mind, or books or anime or manga. therefore you may bring in ANY character you can think of.

4)the evil overlord is adept at deceit. also in Gabe's case, may have a tendency to not let people KNOW she is the overlord. Or even let them know her rightful gender. pretends to be bystander or non-affiliated.

5) direct attacks on said evil overlord will not work, and you can run into a large number of embarassing traps. biggrin

6) you do not HAVE to run into the overlord or even an npc or higher up! You can just run into/harass/molest/seduce random minions or citizens. >D Minion/citizen appearance= not uniform. They can be ANY SPECIES WHATSOEVER or any profession whatsoever. Important thing is that the post revolves around a 'rule' for the list in application. biggrin

7) Yes, the minions/citizens are pretty. Gabe and Dji like the pretty. Go ahead and seduce people. Have fun. Attend public orgies. Whatever.

8 ) YES you may have pets of any type, humanoid or nonhumanoid. @_@

NO you may not kill/EAT all the citizens or minions or feed them to your pets.
Unless you run into ugly ones.

The pretty ones are there to be molested or to molest/ corrupt/interrogate you, not to be cannibalized.

9) YES, if you work for the overlord, you can boss around npc people not on the list. >D But you must obey npc people who ARE on Dji's anthro list.

10) you may wield any kind of weapon you want to but you had better put limits if you plan to go for superpowers. There IS a god. and it is not you.

misc info below:
all posts in these urls are 'rules to live by' for evil overlords and other characters or a 'rule or law of nature'.

an example of a 'rule' would be

'If my gender is not immediately recognizable by the way I look, I will keep that look and hit on EVERYONE else on the show, regardless of gender, for maximum confusion value. '

Which applies gratuitously to Sloth (owned by Melomar) or Gabe (owned by me). This 'rule' or any other 'rule' in the list under it will be THE theme for your post. there are MANY rules so I think that they should be easy enough to work with.

http://www.gaiaonline.com/journal/index.php?mode=view&p=3922401
http://www.gaiaonline.com/journal/index.php?mode=view&p=3576935
http://www.gaiaonline.com/journal/index.php?mode=view&p=3576899
http://www.gaiaonline.com/journal/index.php?mode=view&p=3576877

Facts:

1) magic and science both work

2)Dji and Gabe are NOT in the habit of abusing people who work for them.
They keep the best working for them. They look after their own.
They're magalomaniacal power hungry evil overlords but they're not stupid.

3) your characters may have a pre-assigned caste from those listed in previous post OR they may be outsiders. >D

4) about Outsiders:
All heroes/sidekicks ARE outsiders.
Probably trying to keep Gabe or Dji from taking over their homes.
OR you could be an outsider looking for an alliance with Dji or Gabe... depends on you.

Terms:

Mate: short for 'life-mate', this is non-gender specific and means 'primary spouse'.

Consort: This means the spouse is slightly lower ranking than their husband or wife.

Concubine: May be male or female, lowest rank of spouse.

You can have as many of either as you like, so long as you can support them to a VERY comfortable degree.

Single: Free, Unmated.

Taken: With a mate or mate-prospect, suitor, beloved or lover.

Open: Willing to accept another spouse in addition to the ones currently claimed.

Other Half: Highest term of endearment. Lit. 'I cannot live without you.'

Mate: Husband/Wife/Spouse. Shadowguards have open marriages.
They permit male/male or male/female or female/female marriages.

The important thing is the strength of the emotions.

That means if more than one woman or man is in love with a person,
it is possible for them to share and have a polygamous marriage.

Love: Either the emotion or the person reciprocating that stated emotion towards the speaker.

Anchor: Person who keeps you sane, who is most important to you, whose presence gives you the will to live. Lit. The one person who can snap a Shadowguard out of the Shadows is his or her Anchor.

Shadowguard= Person who works for Gabe or Dji.

Shadows: Mental trauma/deep trance/concentration on work or on a focus to the exclusion of all else.

CUSTOMS:

Orgies = SOCIAL EVENT.
Parties = SOCIAL EVENT.
Festivals = social events.

These occur VERY. VERY. OFTEN and anyone is allowed to participate.

slavery= allowed within limits. >.<
collars and leashes= ok.

torturing/hurting a slave who has done nothing to you to the point of near death or to the point where they WISH they were dead= not allowed.

torturing enemies= allowed. @_@

Public gardens/parks= GOOD. No one is likely to attack you in one of these.

Knowledge and Music= GOOD. VERY GOOD.

If you belong to the Shadowguard city, you may keep slaves that you either buy from a market, or take home as spoils of war.

Outsiders=... your character's outlook about them depends on you. You can either like them, dislike them or be one of them.

Outsiders may be Heroes/Sidekicks/People negotiating with Gabe or Dji for Any Reason Whatsoever/Slaves

 

[Djibrilshadow]

Heimdall and Loki's backstory:

The story begins in another world.
Far from Gaia.
Far from the realm of the muses.

It begins in a court in the realm of the Norse Gods.

The first time Heimdall met Loki, he couldn’t take his eyes off him. This graceful almost-feline creature with his long red-gold hair and brilliant gold-green eyes offset by creamy pale skin, clad as he was in the autumn colors of browns, reds and coppers.

Such bravado the young man showed his father, presenting himself to Odin at his court, demanding a place there as Odin was ‘flesh of his flesh, bone of his bone, blood of his blood’ through his mother’s side of the family.

Odin looked at the graceful male, clearly thinking it over. “Very well, nephew. Stay then in Valhalla as long as you wish. Heimdall, my son? Could you please show your cousin to his rooms?”
Heimdall flushed slightly as he saw everyone looking at him, then moved quickly and efficiently to Loki’s side. “Ah, very well, cousin. Follow me.”

Loki looked Heimdall up and down, deciding he liked what he saw.

The younger Aesir’s hair was long and silvery with a hint of blue that complemented his azure eyes and marble pale skin. He looked as if he was a statue formed by a master sculptor, melding youth’s slim grace with the efficiency and power of a true hunter.

The long sleeved dark blue tunic and leggings only enhanced the pallor of his skin, the silvery embroidery was the same tint as his hair, coiling in vinelike patterns and celtic knots over the lean form.

Heimdall showed his guest to his quarters with quiet competency. Loki noticed that he did not seem to be much for talking, and as such, proceeded to engage the Aesir in conversation. They went over the finer points of hunting and then over to the laws that governed gods and men. Loki was pleasantly surprised to find his quiet escort was a bookworm and quite knowledgeable in many things. This was fascinating, given that from the young Aesir’s reactions, he was not used to people that well.

This would be useful. Such an innocent soul would be easy to corrupt. Loki was willing to bet that he could break him within a few moons.

A pity, really. He was starting to like the other man.
Ah, well, you can’t destroy a citadel without breaking a few hearts!

Over the following years, Heimdall seemed to have a disconcerting tendency to run into Loki on several of the guest’s missions. The new ‘god of fire and mischief’ was always ready to tell a story, or take Heimdall out drinking or hunting with him. This was a welcome change from months and years of no one to talk to but the damn wolves in the hinterlands.

Loki tended to enjoy physical contact, Heimdall discovered, when he braided the other god’s hair for him. The strands were silky soft and sleek, a vibrant fire color. He was quite surprised to hear Loki, eyes half-lidded and sensuous, purring, a low deep rumble of pure pleasure coming from low in the throat.

It did not help Heimdall’s newly awakened hormones one bit.

Neither did the fire god’s newfound tendency to keep touching him, one way or the other. Nothing overtly lecherous or objectionable, true, but… It was distracting. So were the times that Loki would lie across his lap like a great big cat and snuggle him playfully. Never in public of course, but it was still both disturbing and oddly pleasant.

It always made him blush.

Loki discovered to his annoyance, that he was actually…fond… of his loyal, honorable, decent, and extremely innocent companion. This would not do. Not at all.

He would have to betray the boy in less than a century and THEN where would he be?

But… he could not stay away. The boy was beginning to expect his presence, was beginning to trust him… and Loki had to admit, the look in Heimdall’s eyes whenever the quiet lad lit up at the sight of him, and only him, was not only flattering, but… pleasant as well.

It made him happy. Loki wasn’t used to being happy.
He wanted to keep this feeling. Keep Heimdall.

Well, if he wanted to keep Heimdall, he’d have to go on the offensive, wouldn’t he?

Heimdall was nearly startled out of his wits when he slipped a step on the slippery marble stairs and fell backward. For a horrible moment of vertigo, he thought he was going to break his neck on the stairs, before he felt warm arms wrapping around him, catching him. He looked up to find Loki, smiling at him and he flushed as he regained his footing.

“Ah… thank you. I owe you my life.” He blurted out, flustered and embarrassed.

Loki tapped his chin a bit, arms folded in a contemplative pose.

“Well then, I should take my reward then, right?” he suggested, teasingly, a glint of mischief in his citrine eyes.

Heimdall blinked, “Reward?” he asked, blankly.

Loki grinned. “Ah. This.”

And he leaned over and captured Heimdall’s lips with his own, his tongue gliding smoothly along the soft lower lip before claiming him completely, tongue darting inside to play with Heimdall’s own.

When he let go, the Aesir was flushed and looked deliciously disheveled.

Loki grinned ferally, like a cat and, finger to his lips, he departed, leaving Heimdall staring at his back.

This proceeded according to plan, Loki surprising Heimdall with kisses and caresses out of nowhere and then leaving him wanting. The confused and very flustered young man cornered Loki later in his own rooms and demanded to know what Loki thought he was doing.

Loki blinked at him in seeming surprise and pointed out he was being very obvious about it. He wanted Heimdall. And, he added, as he looked at the shellshocked man with predatory eyes, He admitted he liked him. A lot.

Heimdall stared in shock for a while and then flushed a lovely shade of red and ran. Or would have run, had Loki not caught him and pinned him to the wall, leaving kisses down his neck

“Think about it.” He said, huskily, looking up at Heimdall through long black lashes.

Heimdall fled.

Loki smirked. The conquest was proceeding according to plan.


Some months later, Heimdall was shocked and horrified when he saw Loki fall in battle… or seem to fall in battle. In truth, the false god was faking it, even taking a wound ‘for Heimdall’s sake’ to make it more realistic.

Heimdall went berserk.

Some time later, when he was bandaging the bloody wound, a panicky Heimdall ranted at Loki, demanding to know why he had taken the blow for him.

Loki looked up at Heimdall from his prone position and told him, eyes full of sincerity, that he would rather have been hurt than to see Heimdall hurt. Because he was in love with him.

Heimdall fell for it. Hook, Line, and sinker.

Their ‘relationship’ proceeded rapidly to become more and more serious, and at the same time, more clandestine. Heimdall didn’t want to hurt his friend and lover’s chances of advancement after all, and so he kept his silence when his father rewarded Loki with a wife and a palace in exchange for a job well done.

To his consolation, Loki still came to stay with HIM a lot of the time, and admitted to him when they were in private, that he did not much care for the woman.

Loki found himself in over his head. He truly cared for Heimdall, but the fact was, he could not save him. The giants were still planning to destroy Asgard and Valhalla… and Heimdall would be in their way.

They would kill him. Torture him to death. Slowly and painfully.

This hurt Loki more than he wanted to admit. It preyed at him, ate away at his mind and sanity. It made him act erratically. Heimdall, worried for his health, took him into his home with open arms.

This only made it worse.

Loki could not stand the thought that his allies would kill Heimdall in such a way. Heimdall was precious to him. Precious enough that the thought of him in pain HURT Loki like a physical ache.

After months of dickering, Loki found that his allies would not give in. Heimdall had to go before the attack. But, they added, as a reward, Loki could use him before he died. Were they not generous?

Loki agreed verbally, but mentally was thinking of ways to cheat them. He could not turn to the Aesir. They would kill HIM. So. That left one option.

He would have to kill Heimdall himself.
Cleanly.
The way he deserved.

This hurt too, but at least, Loki reflected, it was better than the alternative.

It was a rude awakening.

Heimdall woke up in time to barely avoid the stab, rolling over to shield himself from the assassin’s dagger, looking up to see who was his would-be murderer… only to see his lover’s face and ice cold green eyes looking at him, as Loki struck at him with the speed of a viper.

Heimdall’s heart shattered at the cold, unfeeling LOOK on his friend.. his lover’s eyes.

To his credit, Heimdall didn’t beg for mercy.
He couldn’t stop the tears of course, and this made his wounds worse when he failed to dodge a strike.

Loki stabbed at him, narrowly missing, as Heimdall rolled away, and managed to grab his own belt dagger.

“WHY?!” Heimdall demanded, his chest hurting from within as if it was being forcefully ripped out, what felt like an achingly empty space already beginning to form.

“Because. I have to. For what it’s worth, Heimdall, I meant for the best. I really do love you. But I know they won’t let me keep you. And I can’t let them break you. I’d rather kill you myself first, to spare you that. Stay still, and I promise, Heimdall, I swear, I’ll make it as painless as possible!”

Heimdall put the pieces together with creditable speed and choked out, “You’re the traitor we were warned about! You.. you used me!”

The clash of blades rang through the apartment as they fought, sparks flying off as the blades blocked each other, metal screeching in hideous accompaniment.

In the end, Heimdall drove Loki off long enough to trigger an alarm. And the traitor fled, like a bat out of Hell.

After that incident, the final battles of Ragnarok began.

And in each and every one, Heimdall and Loki sought each other out with intent to kill.
On sight.

Heimdall because he could not bear the fact that he had been betrayed….

And Loki?
Loki could not bear the idea that Himdall could fall to anyone ELSE.

Heimdall was HIS.
No one would take Heimdall away from him.

NOBODY.

He killed even those of his ‘allies’ who dared attack his ex-lover, springing Heimdall loose from a number of traps that could have killed him.

This only confused Heimdall more, causing him to demand,
“WHY do you save me when you want me dead?!”

“I don’t want you dead by anyone else’s hands but my own, Heimdall-love. You belong to me. I will never let you go.”

“WHY do you keep trying to kill me then, if you love me?”

“I have to. Because I can’t bear the thought of you belonging to anyone else. In death or in life, Heimdall, you are MINE and I do not abandon what I love.”

This only served to confuse Heimdall more.

Loki thought to himself sardonically, a bitter twist to his smile, that this was better anyway. Due to his sabotage, even his own allies were dying, losing.

The gods too, were dying. Soon there would be too few of either side left.

Perhaps it was time for him to leave them to their own deaths.
He had what he wanted, now, of course.

After all, from now on, Heimdall would chase him anywhere he went.. he’d made sure of that. And in the end, Heimdall would belong to him. Either he would kill Heimdall with his own hands or Heimdall would kill him. Both were equally good, because they would never be together after this, and he could not bear to leave Heimdall alone.

In the end, it was Heimdall who killed Loki.

“Heimdall-love.. you make me so proud.”

Loki smirked, weakly wiping blood from his mouth as he lay, dying. A gut wound. Painful, but appropriate.. and certainly better than what had been lying in store for him if he’d managed to succeed in killing the one he loved.

“In the end, Heimdall, you will always be mine. My blood will forever stain your hands. And in the end, I have claimed you. You will never forget me now.”

The sword that had inflicted the killing blow lay embedded in a steel pillar by the strength of the strike. Heimdall didn’t notice or care, as he knelt beside Loki’s dying form

He had to know.
Had to have the answer to a question that had eaten at him since the betrayal.

“WHY did you betray me?” Heimdall demanded. “I LOVED YOU.”

“Because I could not bear to lose you to anyone else. Because even the chance of you killing me with your own hands is better than being left alone without you by my side. Because even your hatred is better than indifference.

Because I love you and I cannot let you go. Remember this, Heimdall.. In the end, Love is only another way to bleed.”


and now, the story begins again. Here. In this world.

Loki never expected to wake up like this, in a completely unfamiliar place, with his power gone and Heimdall nowhere to be seen. For a moment, he wondered where his mate was and who the hell had brought him here.

Had the Jotuns won? Had he failed? Or had Heimdall left him here in an act of misguided mercy?

Looking around him warily, he was surprised to find everything was... far larger than it had been before he died. This did not bode well.

Getting to his feet, he found himself looking up at a lovely woman.. no, a goddess.

One whom he did not know.

Alright, this was DEFINITELY not going to bode well.

The last pieces fell into place when he realized that he was not only SHORTER than the goddess, but smaller in all things as well. His limbs were no longer well muscled, his hands were small fingered and delicate and as he looked at himself in a stream, he realized that he'd been regressed to the form of a child.

Alone, confused, terrified and now defenseless in a world that was not his own, he could only scream in horror at what he'd become and curl up in a ball, as his powers went out of control, sealing him within the form of a living flame, because he could not bear to be...what he was right now.

He would probably never get home. Wasn't even in the same afterlife as Heimdall had been called to or would be called to.

Heimdall was lost to him forever.  

[Djibrilshadow]

What the Hell Did I Do Now?! -Greed POV- Journal Entry

...Met a kid today. She seems nice enough. Normally I don't pay attention to other anthros.. but then... I never DID like seeing women cry.

So. I go over there to check on her, right? Bump my noggin a couple of times on the d@mn table, bark my knuckles, swear like a sailor.... but I get to her, and I shake her shoulder to snap her out of it, what's left of her funk, and I give her a towel to wipe her tears away.

'Cause I never DID like seeing a pretty lady cry.

So. I talk her out of under the table, right? And she thinks I'm amusing.
ME. Dji's evil voice. stare Destroyer of a heckload of cities in the old days, responsible for multiple attempts at genocide.

and she thinks I'm FUNNY. stare If her expression is anything to go by... she thinks I'm CUTE.

I don't DO cute!
I'm EVIL, D@mmit!

I've never been so offended in my life. gonk

"You never told me your name Mr!"

OH GOD. CHEERY SPARKLES. gonk No sparkle plz!

She moved a bit closer and pressed her body against my leg, purring.

That wasn't so bad.

She smiled and sparkled some more... do ALL angels sparkle? It'd give me DIABETES if she keeps sparkling like that. Not that I WANT her to stop being happy or anything... but. then. The kicker.

"Master is Master's name!"
"Master call me Kittie!"

Dude. I AM NOT EQUIPPED TO DEAL WITH PURRING SCANTILY CLAD WOMEN WITH THE BRAINS OF CHILDREN. gonk
ZOMG there should be a LAW AGAINST ANTHROS LIKE THAT. gonk

IT IS WRONG. On EVERY LEVEL. gonk I mean.. EYECANDY.
But... I am NOT a *****, kthx, and I want a woman who knows exactly what the hell I plan to do, and who won't hold a grudge or get attachments or expect THINGS from me after.

I mean, amenable one night stands where everyone KNOWS there will be no attachments, 'let's part as friends or business partners, no hard feelings', those are good for stress relief, y'know, but settle down? NO. NOT ME. NOT EVER.

SO. I'd like to think we're doing okay. She's pouty and poofuing up like a puffball (which I think is sort of cute) but at least her mind is off the original problem, right?

That's GOOD.

THEN this bird anthro gets it into his head that since we're interacting, 'HEY, Opposites attract!' and THEN the s**t hits the FAN.

'Cause he's insinuating that y'know, me being a snarky b*****d and her being a cute pouty kid who sulks and tries to snipe back = some sort of attachment and I DO NOT DO ATTACHMENTS.

And especially not romance.

Did I ever tell you about my brother, Lust?

He fell for this hero guy at first sight. Lusted after him. Figured out he wanted to keep him after he got... attached to him after some time.

So. He tries to change for the better, right? Tries to minimize the damage. Tries to ease into being a good guy or anti-hero.

Does it work?

NO.

Does his precious person notice he's TRYING to be a GOOD CELIBATE, FAITHFUL MATE?

NO.

Does his precious person APPRECIATE his changing his ways?

NO. NADA.

So.
s**t meets fan because they had like.. flaming row and the 'hero' was like 'If you loved me, you'd let me LEAVE', and so. Lust LETS HIM.

Even though it hurts him like a b***h.

I mean... That says pretty much where Lust's loyalties STAND, y'know?

So. Our brother Brenn? HE doesn't like that. SO. he goes off to lay waste to the hero's city.

And Lust?

WENT OVER THERE AND GOT KILLED TRYING TO STOP HIM, KTHX.

ZOMG THAT STUPID HEROIC t**t! scream

When Lust is resurrected (We have to thank Dji for that. ZOMG she is my beloved master and she pwns all like WHOAH!), they meet up later while Lust is like, 'Laying Waste to a City' as per se regulations? And. Hey, Lust puts away his weapons 'cause he loves that hero too d@mn much to hurt him.

He's TRYING, right?

You gotta give him points.

He knows he could get killed.

He knows his precious person doesn't give a d@mn.

He turns his back. In the middle of battle. That's like.... suicidal. Like...
'I love you so much, you can go ahead and kill me and I'd LET you' suicidal.

Does the 'hero' appreciate it?

NO.

Does he take advantage of it?

HELL YEAH!

Does it EVER end well?

NO.

So. Lust ended up in JAIL and we had to, like.... wait for him to escape and when he comes back, he's MORE depressed than before.

I mean, before, he was suicidal depressed.

This is like 'ZOMG I FAIL AT EVERYTHING I TOUCH KILL ME NOW PLZ' depressed.

So. EXCUSE ME if I want to avoid that whole s**t.

And. This bird guy? He's pretty nice, but insinuating I'd get stuck in THAT mess.. well, that's SERIOUSLY going over EVERY border I pretty much have.

DOES NOT COMPUTE PLZ. RESTART COMPUTER. REBOOT. RELOAD GAME.

Nope. STILL doesn't add up.

So NO. Just.. NO.

So. I set him straight, right?

and the kid takes offense.

and I'm like 'ZOMGWTFBBQ?! gonk WHAT DID I DO NOW?!'

Well, I can think of one thing.. but.. she said NO to that too!

And Anyway...

If I ever get into a romantic relationship... well, I KNOW I have a wandering eye. And I KNOW in the end, someone will be hurt.

...Either me or the other person.
With lots of collateral damage. I won't pretend otherwise.

See, I'm not into hitting someone I care about hard enough to draw blood.

I don't DO that.

But I AM an evil voice, and if we ever quarrel... Well, I know how to use words. I KNOW how to make them hurt worse than viper's venoms.

Hell, I do it without meaning to, y'know?
It'll only hurt her worse if I get attached. And if she gets attached...

I don't want that. She's a good kid, but all in all, that's all she is. A kid.

I don't want to hurt a kid. I don't DO that.

Someone has to draw the line somewhere.

I don't hurt kids or women on PURPOSE.

It just HAPPENS.

And I can do 'friends' and get a fairly good idea of borderlines, but not lovers. Lovers... you end up EXPECTING things. Things like.. fidelity and loyalty and kindness.. and well.. I ain't good at stuff like that, y'know?

As a friend, I can step in, hand her a towel, snark at her until she stops getting upset and starts poofing up like a puffball and get her mind off the original problem.

I figure I might be willing to commit, someday, but y'know... I'd have to be DEAD AND BURIED to stop looking. She wouldn't like that.

And she's a sweet kid, really. Deserves better.  

[Djibrilshadow]

Past interaction with Kittie:

First Meeting

Second Meeting + bonus Envy/Kalinka interaction  

[Djibrilshadow]

Djibrilshadow

'OW.'

D@mnit... Greed hurt. His head ached as he slipped out of the state of sleep he'd been in, taunted by dreams of hunger that left him uneasy.

Forcing himself to open his eyes, he stared at the ceiling through thick lashes, his eyes half-closed, because the light seemed so d@mn bright.

He ached.

It had been so long since he'd been able to kill anything and feed from it...His body was starting to demand death energies with increasing vehemence... Hence his going into Hibernation.

But the Hibernation wasn't helping. Not as much as it would've... Had it been uninterrupted.

That quarrel with the fluffy female feline had severely sapped his self control and Greed was just glad that nothing was within striking range.

Djibrilshadow

Greed sighed as he levered himself to a sitting position and forced himself out of bed. He knew he probably wasn't the only one who'd been taken out of commission... for now.

He'd have to check on his siblings.

Getting up on legs that were sort of wobbly at the moment, he straightened up in preparation to go out into the 'shop'... or at least into the corridor. His brothers rooms were next to his, after all and since they were such a short distance away, surely he could make it there?

First... Lust. To the right.

His hands were white knuckled on the line in the bass reliefs on the wall that he was using for support as he moved on out.

Djibrilshadow

(am finally online and hiding from DAD. D:! )


Greed sighed as he finished checking on his two siblings. They were still asleep.

Lucky b@st@rds.

Meh. Least he could do to gain SOME energy back would be to get something to eat... Normal food, that is. Every little bit helped.

As he passed through the kitchen, collecting what seemed to be a fairly large meal.. but one which would still not give him more than too few added moments worth of energy...he caught sight of an odd sight through the kitchen window.

Huh. It looked like Kittie was standing up for that... sheep she'd met earlier.

'Good for her.' He thought, as he impatiently brushed his hair away from his face.

God, he must look quite a sight... he didn't want her to see him like this.

Tired, to almost the point of exhaustion, all his instincts blazing with the need... starving for the taste of blood, vision half-way crimson with the need to kill... Catching sight of a bird, (not an anthro bird, just a normal bird) in the window, one which cheeped at him noisily and angrily as if to scold him, he caught it in a lightning fast grab... and crushed it. Right there. In his fist. Within a single moment.

...s**t. The claws were showing... Now his arm was draconically clawed and scaled up to the elbow.

D@mmit! couldn't he hold these urges back anymore?!

Sh1t.

He'd have to leave this place soon, or slide deeper back into hibernation. Hunt a bit maybe.

'Kill something first, d@mmit.' He thought savagely, his movements fluid, predatory as he wolfed down the last of his meal within a few moments and moved to go outside. He'd have to go hunting.

Preferably far away from Kittie. He didn't trust himself not to hurt her.. and he didn't want to take the chance.

Djibrilshadow

Pushing door after door open to take a gander at the contents, Greed looked for a realm in which he could hunt.

Preferably one with an active war going on. One where no one would notice a few missing stragglers... Not children.

Greed didn't ever want innocent blood on his hands.

He'd settle for soldiers. Sadists. Invaders.

ANYTHING he could consume who would leave no one mourning behind them.

Every time he found a realm which was too peaceful, he closed the door.

He didn't want to disturb that peace... Despite his own hunger.

Finally opening a door which was on a battlefield, he relaxed.
Ah. Here was a decent hunt...

Closing it after himself, he went on a killing spree. Within minutes, he'd attacked some illithids from the rear, catching them with hunger-enhanced blinding speed and tearing them to pieces even during the moment that they turned around, having caught the clear blaze of his killing intent.

Behind the fighting and dying illithids caught in his offensive spells, and those who he tore to pieces with his bare hands, he could see slaves frantically escaping.

Hn. Good for them.

Having filled a quota of deaths which could hopefully tide him over for the next.. day(s?), he unleashed a single massive deathspell on the area, clearing his way... and in the confusion of that final massive explosion, he turned around, opened the door from which he'd left and walked out through it, closing it behind him.

As it disappeared, he noticed he had ended up in the garden, splattered in gore and brains and arms slimy and ichored and red to the elbow.

Well. ********.

Where was the nearest stream he could wash himself off in?

Djibrilshadow

Hnh. Walking onward and trying to move as far from the house as possible, so as not to find himself accidentally attacking anyone there, Greed eventually found himself in a forest.

D@mmit, where the f^ck could he find a stream?

A glint of sunlight caught his eye, a clearing was within sight. One with a stream.

Moving for it as hastily as he could, he nevertheless took the time to tear apart any living creature that wasn't an anthro or a sentient that he knew of... that got in his way. No use wasting time when he could feed.

(see dead squirrels. See dead birds. Maybe the occassional deer left in his wake.)

Once by the stream, he didn't bother to look around. Simply shucked off his clothing as fast as he could without tearing it and settled into the water.

D@MN! It was FREEZING! gonk

Eli_Duzell

Moving along, she heard the water being disturbed. Blinking, she thought maybe those two were following her from keeping them from their attack on Niru. Moving, she peeked from behind her tree to the stream that wasn't too far off.

"Oh my!" Her cheeks turned a bright red. Greed... naked... water.. blood. Her heart was racing. Pinching her eyes shut, she cried out. The image was planted in her head! "Oh god! oh god!!!" She whimpered and lightly banged her head on the tree repeatingly.

Djibrilshadow

Greed squawked incoherently in outrage as he turned around, and sat down hard in the stream, keeping as much of himself out of Kittie's view as two shivering wings and a stream's depth of water could hide.

Which, sadly for his frazzled sanity, wasn't much.

...Well at least he didn't have anything to be ashamed of. xd

Eli_Duzell

Pressing her back to the tree, she turned her head to only emit her voice in his direction. "I swear I didn't see anything!" She whimpered... which was a lie. Her poor mind... never seeing a man naked before, only Myaku. Swallowing hard, she bit to her lower lip and blushed hard. "You.. can get out, I can't see you."

Though she took notice to his bloodied clothes, not caring too much about it. If he was to clean himself, surely he wouldn't put on the same pair of bloody garments... so.. he'd be running around naked.
'OH GOD!' The image popped back into her head. "Um.. you want me to get you something to wear?" her tone quivering lightly.

Djibrilshadow

"KITTIE." Greed snapped. (well, actually it was more like a WAIL at this point.) "What the HELLS are you DOING here?!" he wrapped his wings tighter around himself.

Had she seen the blood?

... crying Yup. Apparently she had. His gory clothes were still on the steam's bank, after all...


Well, at least he'd gotten the gore out of his hair and off most of his upper body when he'd sat deep in the stream to make sure she er... didn't see anything.

...which of course was a miserable failure, since she'd already seen that too.

D@MN YOU, MURPHY! scream

Eli_Duzell

"I was just wlaking and thought I was being followed by those two mean men!" She whimpered hard and closed her eyes. "I didn't know... I thought you were sleeping!" She cried out.

'Oh god, now he's going to think I'm a pervert or something!'

Her ears perked however to the sound of her Mistress screaming. That double toned voice only meaning one thing... 'Oh no... she'd mad...' she whimpered at the thought.

Bolting from the tree, she ran towards Greed, flopping into the water and holding to him tightly. "Help me! Myaku... she's mad again! If she finds me... she'll hurt me again!" she whimpered, her golden hues locked up at him. Being to scared to even realize she was getting soaked and hugging to a naked demon.

Djibrilshadow

Greed's expression could only be said to be... eek

VERY eek .

THEN it turned to gonk !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! as Greed's poor mind combusted. Right THERE. burning_eyes

He flushed bright red and it took him more than a few moments to catch Kittie's words... and their meaning.

Of course when it DID, he was NOT A HAPPY CAMPER.

Alright. Someone would be maimed. VERY. SOON. evil

(er. If Myaku attacks Kittie in front of Greed, you DO know he might just knock her into a tree, right? -sheepish- He is NOT in a good mood and he needs to kill things. He'll try to hold back, but he won't let her hurt Kittie.)

Djibrilshadow

Eli_Duzell

(( she'll be fine, she just felt it was sorely uncalled for.

Myaku: -death glares- ...

He said he was sorry! gonk

Myaku: -looks away and folds her arms- ...

Maybe, you never know! ><
She doesn't think she'll be as forgiving this time.. she said she's going to need more of a nicer appology to even talk to him. She's really hurt x_x

Myaku: -walks away- ))

She noticed such an expression on him and blinked. She never thought he'd be so protective over her...
The only thing is.. that if she showed up. From the feeling within her, she could tell Myaku had calmed and left...

Pulling back, she looked down at her outfit and squeaked. IT was bad enough her outfit was white and thin... but the water! Squealing, she ran from the watter, her wings and tail flicking up water as she hid behind a tree. "I'm sorry!" She whimpered and peeked out at him, her ears flat against her head.

@_@ = Greed. ZOMGWTFBBQ?! -brainmelts?-

"Hey." he asked, gruffly, embarassed about all this, looking carefully at her face and trying to ignore her.. assets.. (which was VERY DIFFICULT, by the way, since they were NICE assets) and quite confused by her sudden shift from fear to... er... cute embarassment. "You think you're gonna be okay? I can look out for you for a bit if it looks like your.. sister? is gonna stay mad at you." He certainly hoped so... He REALLY didn't want to have to fight Myaku over this, if only because she seemed to be Kittie's.. twin? And.... he REALLY didn't want to upset Kittie.

"er. I ain't mad at you or anything." He said, belatedly noticing the way her ears were flat against her skull. "er. You can stop hiding now. I'll turn my back m'kay? Do you think you could throw me my clothes? I think 'm gonna have to wash them."

Djibrilshadow

Eli_Duzell

She slowly peeked out from the tree and folded her arms lightly over her chest. She didn't really care, it was only flesh... right? "She's not my sister... I wouldn't have sex with my sister" She so bluntly put as she moved over to his bloody clothes. Blinking, she looked up at him. "We're just like you.. parts of our Mistress' mind.. we look just like our Mistress but are completely different." She nodded a bit.

Picking up the clothes, she moved back to the water and knelt down. She softly started to rinse his clothes for him to give him time to at least clean himself off. "I thank you... Myaku is just... a bit too demonic at times when she's angry." She nodded a bit and kept her eyes on his clothes, watching the blood disperce into the water. "I'm older then her too..." she laughed softly.

eek Greed's brain breaks HERE. and NOW.

gonk ZOMGWTFBBQ?! TMI!!!!!!!

"You WHAT?!" He squawked incoherently. "Lust and Envy ARE my siblings so I always thought Myaku was yours. And... augh. TMI! " he....well, it was half of a snap and half of a wail actually. biggrin Not sharp enough to hurt and more than a little plaintive. The second set of statements certainly confused him enough to snap him into a more normal state of mind as he turned his back and quickly scrubbed himself off. "You don't LOOK older than she does.. and you don't act older than she does either." he added as an afterthought, "You're nice. I like you."

Eli_Duzell

Laughing softly, she kept lightly scrubbing at the clothes; making sure nothing was left on them before standing to lay them out aross a branch. She'd let them dry off a bit... Returning she slowly sa beside the bank and shook her head. "Believe me.. I am. I may be smaller, and act like a child on occasion, but it's only because I'm a happy woman. Everyone expresses their joy in different ways; I just happen to baby talk when I'm excited." She laughed more. Trailing off in thought, she wasn't really watching him. Feeling her cheeks brighten, her ears perk as he adds onto his last statement.
'You're nice, I like you' Rolled through her head repeatingly.
Oh no... did he just say that? What the heck was going on?! He used to find her almost annoying at times, but now... '...I like you'?

"Um... What do you mean?" Her tone slightly wavering as she tilted her head, nearly falling back into the water unwillingly from loosing her balance for a moment.

Djibrilshadow

"I mean exactly what I said." Greed said mildly.

"I ain't good with beating around the bush. I don't DO double meanings unless'n I think saying it straight will bite me in the a** later on.
You're nice, I like you, and I'd like to be friends. Why? Something wrong with that?" he asked, more than a little curious.

Eli_Duzell

Ah... it made sense now. 'Friends' She almost read too deep into that. Her heart calming it's racing pace she smiled sweetly and nodded. "I like you too, and there's nothing wrong with wanting to be friends." She sat down and folded her legs.
She couldn't deny that her hopes were up a bit... but he didn't like her like that... and probably wouldn't. Last time that conversation arose... he lashed out.
"I always like ot have friends, and I'm sure you have alot. You're such a nice guy." She returned her gaze to him.

Djibrilshadow

"Ain't nice." Greed disagreed mildly. "'Which 's why I'm sticking to being friends with you. Even if I DO think you're pretty and I DO find you attractive and I AM interested in you that way, if I acted on it and you get attached or anything like that, it's gonna hurt like a b!tch for one of us and I ain't doing that to you. I like you. I don't want to hurt you, even by accident. "

Greed was currently very uncomfortable.
But.. he was telling the truth as he saw it.

"I don't DO romantic relationships. Too much potential for the s**t to hit the fan and then y'get flaming rows and people not talking to each other for like, decades and sh!t like that." he elaborated. "I stick to one night stands mostly and I know I am NOONE'S idea of an ideal mate. I like it that way. 'S long as people know of me as a complete b*****d, if something goes wrong, they aren't hurt too much since they never invested much into me anyway."

Djibrilshadow

Eli_Duzell

She didn't have any idea of what to say... He just... poored out like that and what did he expect her to say? She drew her gaze to lower. She wasn't going to run away, she wasn't going to let this get to her...

Forcing her body into the water, she slowly drew up behind him, her arms finding their way around his waist. Granted she'd dried off only to get wet once again... she didn't care. "Then make me your one night stand... use me and throw me away as many times as you like." She pressed her face lightly into his wings. "I wanted to hear that... you liked me, I wanted you to like me... and to know that you do, but fear a relationship with me because of what it might bring... It hurts." She sighed softly.

She wasn't going to cry.. she knew he hated it. "Your relationships are with different people then what you whitness... you think I'm honestly like any of the other girls? I wouldn't hurt you for the life of me... and even if you can be a d!ck once in a while, I'm used to it from Mye..." she wanted this so badly.. her heart was aching. "You'll never know 'til you risk it for a cause you think is worthy..."

(O.o = me)

"...I don't WANT to make you a one night stand." Greed said quietly, as he pulled away gently, turned around and just hugged her, wings wrapped around her, their normally sharp talons and edges held carefully as not to hurt her, his voice serious and bleak and the feeling inside bitter as ash and jagged. "I like you. I don't want to hurt you. N' it looks like no matter what I do, I end up doing it."

Short and simple, but nothing sweet in those words, not for him.

"I'm not good at relationships, and I don't do well with hints. You're gonna have ' beat me repeatedly over th' head with blunt words to get me to understand anything, you know?" he said, sighed more likely... his long, slender clawed fingers gently running through her hair, sliding down to stroke her feathers as gently as he could, trying not to cut her with their edges as he tried to avoid giving into his baser instincts. "n' I'm not too good with dates or figuring out what might upset you, either, so if I miss out on something, or end up annoying you, you'll have to tell me flat out so I can try to fix it."

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Eli_Duzell

Feeling him shift to pull her into a embrace, she closed her eyes and whimperd so lightly. Pressing her chee to his chest, she lightly held ot him. His wings and arms not going any harm, even if they did... she wouldn't mind. "I know you're scared, but you don't upset me.. you never upsetted me to the point of extreme depression; and the only time you did... was when you said you didn't like me...". Her feathers slightly flutter, nearly being tickled by his claws rolling along her hair and wings.

"Let me help, I can deal with the forgetfulness... I can deal with the being dense and bad at remembering things... I won't let it get to me. I'll be strong.. I promise. If it doesn't work, then you were right... but I know it would work. I won't beg you to be with me if your heart says no.. but if it's what it wants, then give it a chance." She lifted her head and glanced up at him. "It's up to you... I can honestly say that I'd want nothing more.."

"I'll do my best. and I'm sorry in advance if it doesn't work out, okay? I can't offer you anything better than that.

And as for our prior misunderstandings...Well, when we were talking to that bird, you said you didn't want anything like that either." Greed pointed out mildly. "When did I say I didn't like you? I said there was nothing between us.. which was true, at that point.

N' I said you were a kid.
And the main reason I called you a 'kid'.. you DO baby talk and you're cute when you puff up when you're annoyed. Like this." he grinned, pulling away a bit and patting her gently, steadying her, moving away a bit again before demonstrating a.. not very accurate impression of an annoyed Kittie, puffing up. "Would look more realistic if I had a tail that poofs up like yours, but I don't." he pointed out mildly, his hands, which he'd pulled away from her making er.. expressive gestures as to how a puffed up Kittie tail looked like, while his wings wrapped around his waist, covering his 'assets'.

 

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More Kittie and Greed Interactions

And he says she looks cute... Which she is...

Here be Dragons

Envy+ Lyrr= Confusion. Sleepy Envy should not be allowed to wander halls.

Envy+ Greed+ Lyrr = TROUBLE

Greed and Kittie. biggrin How cute!

Kittie got DRUNK!

Kittie finds out about Felicia

Kittie is Jealous? O.o?

Kittie is envious again

Greed gives Kittie a ring!

Greed, after Dji dragged him off.

Kittie Dances nicely...

Babies?! No. EMO. D: NO BABIES CAUSED EMO?! Greed's brain hurts now. D:

Babies break BRAINS. D:  

[Djibrilshadow]

The blade Matron Malice used to kill Zaknafein. He doesn't like it.
'Nuff said.  

[Djibrilshadow]

Felicia vs. Greed:

...Greed met what he thought to be an evil b***h. Their interaction goes HERE.

ZOMG I PREVENT YOU FROM BEATING UP ON LITTLE

If he ever sees her again, and sees her beating up on someone ELSE, MAIMING will ensue. GREED HATES BULLIES.

Message to Felicia

Leena-chan

"Dearest Hypocritical Greed,

I have tried my best to stay away from you and your obscure views of the anthros in the shop. But, if you truly insist on aggravaiting me at my own home, then please take this letter to heart.

You may feel that all those names apply to you, in which you have a right to your own opinion, but none of those come to my mind when your name is mentioned. Only your backwards thinking and your inability to distinguish your thoughts and convey it to another in a comprehendable manner.

Unless I am mistaken, I have not even spoken to you since the day you played hero to the 'little one'. So whereever you are getting your information that I am calling you names, it is incorrect. Though I will not deny that is exactly how I feel. I apologize for nothing you have heard either. Do yourself a favor and instead of jumping to assumptions, try hearing it from my own mouth or reading it from my letters.

Sincerely,
Felicia"

Greed + Felicia= BOOM!

PFEH! CODDLING!

Greed SMITES PEOPLE. YAY.

Leena-chan

((*comes back from coloring* I am going to go but before I do...))

*A note is left for Greed by his door*

Greed,

I'm alright. Just a scratch on my arm. Sorry about the trouble with Bowie.
Thanks for dealing with him. I'm sorry he ruined your sleep.

Ekaterina and I worked things out. I did apologize to her. I'm sorry as well to you for the trouble.

I am NOT a fluffball. I am NOT cute, and you are STILL VERY evil for saying such crying

Sincerely,
Felicia

((And now I'm off for the night. Night everyone))

Djibrilshadow

Quote:

AH. biggrin

by the way. Greed has a reply note.

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Greed,

I'm alright. Just a scratch on my arm. Sorry about the trouble with Bowie.
Thanks for dealing with him. I'm sorry he ruined your sleep.

Ekaterina and I worked things out. I did apologize to her. I'm sorry as well to you for the trouble.

I am NOT a fluffball. I am NOT cute, and you are STILL VERY evil for saying such crying

Sincerely,
Felicia

biggrin To Felicia.

Y HALLO THARR~! (traditionally I should add BUTTSEX, but hey, you're female and you probably can't handle the traditional greeting, so I'm skipping the last bit) ^______________^
As to your note...

I'm glad that you're okay, since I DID agree to look after you..
Gods only know why. stare
Besides, as I told you before... I don't like bullies and if I'd found someone picking on you, I'd have to maim them. Which I did in the case of that slobbering fleabag earlier. biggrin
Which means this is not bullying. this is an invitation for you to poof up. biggrin

As to the latter content of your note...

biggrin Why THANK YOU FOR NOTICING I'M EVIL~! 4laugh 4laugh 4laugh

You ARE a fluffball, and a very amusing one. biggrin And yes, you are cute. Especially when you doodle crying faces on paper. biggrin

However, if you find those terms annoying I suppose I shall have to substitute any of the following. biggrin

1. Fluffy.
2. Little miss fluffermuffers.
3. Furball.
4. Puffball.
5. Poofy. biggrin

You may of course add suggestions... Envy suggests Furry-chan. I find it appropriate but I decided to let you pick a name first.

Really,you shouldn't expect any maturity from me whatsoever, since well..
1. I am EVIL.
2. I warned you I was evil.
3. I already told you AND Leena that I find it amusing to prod you until you poof. A note like yours is like.. an invitation to watch you turn into a giant ball of indignant fluff. rofl
Which you do. Every time. rofl rofl rofl
How adorable. 4laugh 4laugh

Plz as to no breakage of your house, kthx, or else Leena-chan can and will send me the repair bill, Dji said. @_@

cool However you are welcome to come here in shop and defend your self verbally. Also, we have acquired some plates for you to throw at me if you feel more up to that. ^______________________^

Finding you very amusing right now (as usual) .

No heart ,
Greed.

biggrin Note to self. Scratch Felicia behind the ears. biggrin  

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Dji's Interactions:

Dji + Doku

Dji says, "REINE! MINE!"

REINE, MY DARLING! MY LIFE!

MARRY ME, REINE MY LOVE~!

DIVORCE?! D:
Only when I sleep? biggrin

Dji drags Zak in. xd Reine has a crushie on him? WE SHARE!

Dji turns neko. @_@ Meowwwwwwwwr~?