"And here I thought you would be gracious enough to honor my request! But do allow me to say, I am very grateful to have some company at last. This place gets quite lonely!"
Stepping closer! :) Arms half open as though intending a hug! :) We are very nice and friendly here in the nightmare field.
He might ask that, but there's some kind of... change to his features; subtle, yet wrong on the deepest level - like he's not exactly a person, more like something wearing a human body as a shell.
Whatever pretense of friendliness he had earlier is gone, replaced with cold, sadistic glee.
"Shall I tell you what it was like? Or, better yet... show you? After all, you are judging me after you've only heard his side of the story. Somewhat... unfair don't you find?"
He sways out of the path of the scythe with a laugh - and once again there's a weirdness to his movements, another suggestion that his body is not quite... normal or real, perhaps.
"Goodness, did I upset you? Oh, but it was quite funny, you know! Such hope he held, such trust he had in me. It's almost adorable!"
"The trust in the better parts of you was not misplaced," she says sincerely and with narrowed eyes. "You wouldn't have done that to him consciously." But she is still attacking him, spinning the scythe and going for another swipe.
There's a brief twitch of his expression at the mention of the "better parts" of himself before he regains his composure, still doing his best to dodge the swings.
"How sweet. I feel positively forgiven!"
He does not seem to be counterattacking yet, though, instead putting everything into dodging.
"But I'm afraid I've little interest in these pointless discussions of what or who is morally superior. Perhaps you would prefer another opponent to warm up with?"
"I'll be taking my leave instead, then! I am certain there are some small fries around here that can keep you entertained. Before I deem you worthy of an audience, that is."
And, almost true to his words, there's a sense of someone else's presence... behind Lily! And perhaps the sound of a blade being drawn stealthily.
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"His invasion of my privacy! Can a man not have his secrets?"
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"They are meant to stay secret. Would you take kindly to it if someone came traipsing around your mind, rifling through everything?"
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Since. Y'know.
"So. Why are you here?"
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"Oh, whiling away my time as best I am able, locked away, alone, in the dark... Is it not a familiar feeling?"
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"Let's not talk about me. Why are you covered in blood?"
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"Oh, do not worry about it. Accidents happen, mm?"
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"And here I thought you would be gracious enough to honor my request! But do allow me to say, I am very grateful to have some company at last. This place gets quite lonely!"
Stepping closer! :) Arms half open as though intending a hug! :) We are very nice and friendly here in the nightmare field.
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Does she mean to the hug or to his request?
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"How cold! What is so objectionable about this?"
He might ask that, but there's some kind of... change to his features; subtle, yet wrong on the deepest level - like he's not exactly a person, more like something wearing a human body as a shell.
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"'Out of my mind'?.."
He grins, and something about it, the unkind amusement, feels more chilling than it perhaps should be.
"I would say that I was fully in control of myself. After all, it is much harder to enjoy oneself otherwise!"
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"Oh, but it never is."
Whatever pretense of friendliness he had earlier is gone, replaced with cold, sadistic glee.
"Shall I tell you what it was like? Or, better yet... show you? After all, you are judging me after you've only heard his side of the story. Somewhat... unfair don't you find?"
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She spins her weapon once, holding it at the ready.
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"How terribly cruel of you. Do you think he would approve of that, you threatening me so readily? Would he not say that I, too, deserve forgiveness?"
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"Shall I beg for forgiveness? Would that please you? He did, you know."
HOLY FUCKING SHIT!!!
HE IS VERY NOT GOOD
He sways out of the path of the scythe with a laugh - and once again there's a weirdness to his movements, another suggestion that his body is not quite... normal or real, perhaps.
"Goodness, did I upset you? Oh, but it was quite funny, you know! Such hope he held, such trust he had in me. It's almost adorable!"
YELLING AND SCREAMING
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"How sweet. I feel positively forgiven!"
He does not seem to be counterattacking yet, though, instead putting everything into dodging.
"But I'm afraid I've little interest in these pointless discussions of what or who is morally superior. Perhaps you would prefer another opponent to warm up with?"
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She's not above talking shit, especially to this fuck.
"Throw whatever you want at me, I'm not going anywhere!"
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"I'll be taking my leave instead, then! I am certain there are some small fries around here that can keep you entertained. Before I deem you worthy of an audience, that is."
And, almost true to his words, there's a sense of someone else's presence... behind Lily! And perhaps the sound of a blade being drawn stealthily.
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cw many bad gore
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