New Season, New Leaf (EBONY)
09-04-2014, 01:09 PM
One For The Money - Escape The Fate
Words. It was an over abundance of words upon deaf ears. That's all any of this was to the little monster. He'd managed to put the mask back on with a marginal degree of success. But that was all it was this time. A thin mask. A face behind which he hide his cruelty. He was just a witness to their parade. That's all he was. Partaking none of it. But behind that thin mask, he was very much awake again. And he would see to no other agenda than his own. How every underhanded and faked in interest he had to go about it. That was one concept that made Sound so hard to understand. He was capable of following orders, but when he did it was not out of respect of authority, but rather, because he chose to obey. He believed in his heart of hearts that he had no master. He had a creator, yes. Sound was not a Godless man. But he respected his creator as just that, his creator. He was his own master. And so the monster sat there, ignoring the words mostly and just holding his gaze on the woman. This woman that fascinated him. In his sick, twisted mind, she was almost laughable. So she wanted to be a Viking? Vikings where barbarians. Not mindless, no. They where god fearing barbarians, but still Barbarians. He found his line of thought suddenly shifting. Chuckling internally, he watched as she finally took her leave, turning on her heels and walking off the stage. Still, the brute's gaze did not leave her. It did not venture around at all. Allowing himself a moment longer to sit there and gaze, he figured that it was time to make his leave. For him it would be especially easy. Because he nether hated nor was endeared to Ebony. It had been a place to rest his head. A hole to hide in. And hiding was not really his thing anymore. Turning his gaze finally, he looked up at the stage where the politics where taking place. He wasn't exactly sure who he was addressing now what with the confusion over who got to play leader now so he simply rose to his feet and took a brief bow of his head before very plainly making a statement. "Well, I'm out. Enjoy your politics." And with that he turned and took his first step as a Rouge again. His head up high. His shoulders board and his tail held up behind him. It was not a show of hostility nor a sign of endearing fair well. It was a display of the fact that he didn't care about Ebony at all. It was replaceable. It's One! One For The Money! |
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