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 Posted: Mon Jun 25, 2007 11:33 am
In a twisted way, this was amusing. Sad and depressing, but amusing. At least she wasn't a total copy of the worst of the breed...but he just didn't know.
"You can't ignore what's beneath notice, Less. I hate hunting, abhor killing, and find bloodshed to be senseless. I enjoy the company of all types, and couldn't even begin to tell you what I see wrong with that view...but I concede you are different. As for whether or not you disgust me, I believe I already answered that, but whatever. This chat hasn't been long enough for me to make an educated determination...but yes, I'm pretty sure that you might just disgust me. How could you do anything but, when you have such a blatant disregard for life?"
That she didn't immeadiately try to kill him was a point in her favor but...she was confusing.
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Posted: Mon Jun 25, 2007 8:05 pm
"Hunting is so thrilling and amusing, and watching another die is just brilliant. Time stops for another, and it is a powerful gift." She arched her neck and drove her eyes on the sky for the moment.
"I think this life is fitting, especially since my father uses his pride falsely. He is supposed to be a sin, and yet, he isn't evil enough. Maybe all of the things he hated, all of the emotions he disregarded, got shoved into me." Birth wasn't a choice, alas. "But, I don't find that a bad thing, as I said, I am quite content. If I am to fill this roll better, then I will make him just as proud by doing it."
Oh well, many could never understand the way she and her father lived, but it didn't phase her. Things were for a reason, and her mind went along logically by that standard. "And, you may be a half breed, but you should know I am quite stubborn enough to do what I want. Killing you doesn't suit my tastes right now anyways." She didn't want to kill him, there were many she didn't want to kill. It was known though, when she wanted another dead.
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Posted: Mon Jun 25, 2007 8:27 pm
A powerful gift indeed. Smiling sardonically, Antony shook his forelock out of his face, giving Loveless a look of quiet amazement. He didn't doubt things made sense from her point of view; otherwise, why would she believe it herself?
That didn't mean that he understood or approved himself, though, and it likely showed in the rigidity of his body. "I don't doubt you're stubborn, Lessy; that much I already knew. It's great that you don't feel like killing me, but beyond that...you're definitely a conundrum." On many levels. And he didn't know how to clarify that any farther.
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Posted: Mon Jun 25, 2007 8:35 pm
"But Antony, why aren't you being optimistic? Didn't you say earlier that you can make anything optimistic? This is a pretty rotten situation, so why not make it better?" Again she moved closer and nosed her way up his neck, it was a habit that made her feel powerful against males. She had seen Succubus do such on Wrath, though such a thing didn't work on her father!
"How dissapointing," she snorted, and brought her face away from him. "If you are going to be something, then so be it. Be your bubbly whatever self, I could give a damn in my tastes. But don't change yourself in the presence of me. That is just shameful you know." Something she wouldn't have expected out of him!
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Posted: Mon Jun 25, 2007 8:57 pm
Yes, he'd said that, hadn't he? Sighing, he lifted his head and looked away from Loveless, not feeling exactly up to seeing that cold glint anymore. "Obviously I was wrong; there are apparently some things that even I can't make into something positive."
Not that he was truly that pleasant, anyway. His father might be able to make anything good, and he himself tried...but there were things that got to him. His sister was the best example, but there were also other things. Things that pissed him off, things that depressed him, things that irritated him...yeah. Constant optimisim was a dream, hardly a reality.
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Posted: Mon Jun 25, 2007 9:04 pm
Loveless was now.. actually quite pissed. Pissed and.. happy that she had won this battle. Her emotions were so ridiculous, she could never pinpoint what she was feeling exactly. She had made Antony feel THIS bad emotionally, and that was quite an accomplishment. Though, she was not satisfied with his little 'giving up crap'. "Bullshit." She snorted, and glared at him even more. "If that's really what you are going to say to ME, then I am disgusted at this point."
Well, maybe she had dug him into the ground more then she had expected, but she lost her grin at this point, and remained snappy with a sharp frown. "Why are you so disspointed in me, Antony? Just because you don't approve, doesn't mean it should always lead to dissapointment. Did I ever say I was dissapointed in you?" Ah, a worthy question, she tried hard to keep her emotions down. Still, that subject did interest her.
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Posted: Mon Jun 25, 2007 9:17 pm
Glancing back at Loveless, the previous placidity in Antony's eyes was gone, replaced by a snap of anger. "What, so I'm supposed to be thrilled? 'So you're a murderous bloodmonger who has no respect for the things I hold dear? Sure, how's the killing treating you', is that what you are expecting? You don't have a problem with me, I shouldn't have a problem with you?"
The anger had come out of left field, provoked by Loveless' apparent irrationality and his own sense of self-preservation. She was disgusted? Fine. That made two of them! "I couldn't be anything BUT disappointed at this turn of events, and frankly can't see a way to be anything BUT upset, given the circumstances."
Bullshit, indeed!
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Posted: Mon Jun 25, 2007 9:24 pm
"Aha, that's better." She grinned again, thrilled that he was showing some kind of response rather then being SAD. Sad was pitiful, and so un-Antony. But Anger, she had not seen that emotion from him until now. "What do you truly hold dear, then?" Others could say they really cared about others, but a lot of that speech was lies. "Didn't I already tell you, Antony? The killing is wonderful, thank you." She giggled and let her playfulness shift her anger for the better.
"I guess.." she turned her head away in thought, a bit puzzled in how she should state this. "I guess I wonder, why do you waste so much emotion on me? If it is so bothersome and hard to think about- then don't think about it at all! Its a great method, you should really try it." Because well, that was the easy way out! She had learned such from her pathetic mother. But, it had saved Loveless from wondering and feeling sad about useless relationships from the past.
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Posted: Mon Jun 25, 2007 9:31 pm
Damnit, this was too frustrating. He needed more preparation, or at least somewhat of a warning before dealing with this kind of headache, or else he'd wind up doing something he regretted later. That, and Loveless was back to being pleased, and he wasn't sure that he cared for her terms. It was time to go.
Looking away from the mare, his answer to her last question was short, but at least something. "Because it's what I am. Goodbye, Lessy."
Unfurling his wings, he took a few steps of a start, then sprang up into the air. Time to find some actual solitude...and then figure out what the hell he'd just been talking to.
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Posted: Mon Jun 25, 2007 9:40 pm
Loveless lifted a brow and watched him begin to leave the situation. "If that's how it is, don't assume that I will let you leave so easily next time!" She snarled and undid her own wings after she noticed he had reached the air, and she started to fly off in the opposite direction.
Oh well, she had control for most of the discussion, and that was a nice accomplishment. But still, him thinking he could leave like that, that left Loveless on a very angry note, which was not good for Antony's sake.
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