Black Holes and Revelations

N/A · 05-18-2013, 07:28 PM

Luce would calm, her blood pressure dropping to its normal steady rhythm, the aggression and the hatred, falling from her face like drips of ice, with every ounce of control this woman gave up, the more docile Luce became, the more at ease, the more relaxed. It was a fight to keep the smile from coiling her lips. She would recline, falling back to her haunches, a non-hostile position, lest her very posture bring a rise out of the woman before her. It was difficult to maintain her composure but years of steel covered eyes and expressionless masks taught her well and she revealed nothing as the woman lost her temper.

Her tail would flicker, easily careening from one side of her bodice to the other. She would watch the woman lose her composure and internally Luce would cackle wildly. God this was what she lived for, crawling inside the flesh of another, grating upon sensitive nerves and watching the innocent squirm... she doubted this woman was innocent, she disgusted her more than anything all her talks of Valhalla's greatness. Valhalla was naught more than a pretty lie. She could preach its greatness until her eyes bled and her jaw unhinged and fell loose and Luce would still view it as the pack of scum. The pack of liars and bullshitters who cared for their members about as much as shit on the bottoms of their pads. Ah yes... life without such pesky emotions, she missed it.

"You twist my words Queen of Valhalla." Luce's voice was as smooth as silk, no malice, no hatred, no even the slightest indication of ire. "I never claimed Neo innocent. I merely stated that he was unhappy and will remain as such beneath your banner. I do not see his leaving Valhalla as betrayal merely trying to strive for something greater, better... maybe not in the path you set for him, but in what made him happy. As for Kaien, Tortuga's louse of a ruler, his corpse rots amongst the damned in the battlefield. A new ruler has taken his throne." Luce would respond almost cheerfully, unaffected by the woman's obvious hatred. Luce spoke as if narrating the weather, or perhaps a casual conversation. She would speak no more of her home though that's not why she was here.

Luce's laughter would be smooth and genuine at the insult, her eyes a lit with amusement. "Ah yes, lets speak of insipid things shall we? Again you twist my words, I have never claimed Neo innocent, nor unworthy of a punishment, you force me to sound like a broken record, I merely asked who benefitted from it and to what extent the punishment would be delivered. It is you that twist my questions and hear them only as you wish. Then again Valhalla is infamous for shitting on those absent of Cairo's seed." Even now the words held no emotion, they were tossed from her larynx seemingly without care. This woman's opinion did not matter to Luce.

Something would dawn on the silvery hued dame... her and this woman had been speaking for much too long. Neo was nowhere to be seen, she couldn't even scent him upon the air, Valhalla wasn't that big and he should have been here by now. Disappointment and sadness washed over the pregnant fae, but just as fast, aggression and rage would take its place. Her face would steel into a mask of cruelty and her eyes would flicker to the Valhallen Queen. A snarl was tempting the corners of her mouth. "Tell Neo or don't I suddenly have no care if the bastard knows. If he cannot be bothered with me than I see no reason to linger. Perhaps you were correct about the whelp. Dishonorable seems a fitting term." The snarl would escape her low and deadly, her crystalline blues would flicker to the woman. "Thank you for what time you have attempted to grant me. I appreciate it, regardless of how little you think of me." That phrase, at least run with a bit of sincerity. The silvered dame would turn, vanishing back into the trees and heading home. Fury, hurt, and raw determination swirling in her eyes of ice.

-Exit Luce-

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