ISCARIOT
07-04-2013, 07:37 PM
Deteste?s touch was so strange with her, and Medusa for once was not quite certain what to do. Oh yes, being provocative was certainly in the question, but most of the serpent?s saucy words came from a distance. Only when she wished for something closer did she dare to close the barrier of contact, especially now when she?d experienced the pain that physical teasing could bring to her. She remembered brushing against one of them ever so slightly, and then she remembered being dragged into the dirt, being restrained and pushed down. The serpent shook her head; she did not get to feel bad about that situation. That had been a hole she?d dug all by herself, a horror that had been all her own fault. Now, she wondered if Jupiter?s ambiguous state was also her own doing. Could she have convinced the Sol to stay, to save her energy, to save herself? Sure, she could win this battle, but would she outlive the war to come? Oh, why hadn?t Medusa just killed the goliath of a woman when she had her down and unconscious. His grooming earned him a pleased purr, despite how vulnerable it made her feel. It was nice to have somebody to look after her wounds, especially since the positioning made it near impossible for her to do so. He said nothing in response to Medusa?s prodding, instead gently grabbing her scruff and dragging her close. It, admittedly, threw her off slightly. It brought back memories, and then she locked it all away once more. Her neck hurt for an instant, stinging from the pain of the slight sprain it had received when Newt had tried to shake the life out of her. The pain would fade eventually, but for now it hurt. She turned her gaze to Deteste as he spoke, knowing that she ought to be confident in Jupiter, too. ?I do not doubt she will win, but the thought of not having her is enough to unsettle me,? she admitted quietly. There was a distant look in her eyes, and for a moment she lived in the possibility of finding her russet beauty bloodied and broken. At his mention of the hatred of Amenti she chuckled. ?Do I seem like a woman who has ever had many friends, dollface?? she purred. Friends weren?t her style; she had acquaintances and temporary lovers, and Jupiter. Enemies were also common, but anything else was foreign to her. The announcement that this man would accompany her to Amenti made her chuckle. She did not mind it, for she supposed that she did need a babysitter. ?I am guessing that Jupiter does not think I can play well with the grownups,? she chuckled. ?Are you certain you want to do this? There is a group of untold numbers likely desiring my head, a group of wolves who want their home back above all else. And if?when Jupiter comes home, do you not think they?ll want her head, too? Who will protect my sun if we are both so far away?? she ask the male. It was a good question, and one she meant seriously. All attempts at seduction had been dropped for now; it was a side of her that few got to see, a side of her that Deteste was now privy to. |
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