Death Of An Assassin

*Morphine* · 06-05-2013, 07:08 PM

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A rustling in the trees overhead alerted the enraged wraith to the presence of a bird, familiarity wracking her mind as her pupils danced across its gargantuan body to notice its plumage ? she had encountered the creature once before when she ran an intruder from Tortuga?s domain whilst she still reigned Queen over Tortuga. It was here to observe, lyrical speech pouring from its beak as it passed its judgment upon the situation, seeming to commend Morphine with her argument, then succumbing to uncontrollable laughter that would have been contagious to the woman had her mind not been plagued with anger. Instead, she managed a sinister smirk as she looked upon the intriguing creature with approval, allowing it to fade abruptly as her skull whipped back around to take in the figures of both the traitor and the former king expectantly. She was more than prepared and even confident for a brawl despite being outnumbered by the duo, fully aware that the lanky male before her possessed bones weakened with age and a dwindling energy level, and that the female would be weakened from her ?suicide? attempt ? not that the wraith expected much out of her, anyway. She seemed more bark than bite in the witch?s perspective, a proclaimed assassin and yet Morphine was well aware that the woman had neither been sent by her command nor Nnoitra?s to slaughter for Tortuga had never had any true adversaries and had always claimed neutral ? ironically Cyanide?s given argument for leaving the pack in the first place that Morphine had had the utmost pleasure of tearing down that day upon the battlefield.

The traitor dare spoke to her, monotonous voice with insulting intentions falling upon deaf ears for every word strung from the bitch?s mouth were unjustified opinions or blatantly untrue statements; Morphine had never asked for this dense traitor?s commentary nor did she seek approval from her. The effort to deter the ice queen would be for naught, and a laughter void of the bitterness it should have possessed, instead a genuine and charming sort of laughter, cascaded from her leathery lips. Unnecessary hostility, wicked bitterness, and cruel deception? Was this woman pulling blind insults out of her ass to turn the tables upon Morphine when it was truly she who deserved such insults? I do not know who you are rambling on about, but that certainly sounds nothing like me, dear, really. Never have I once acted with hostility towards a Tortugan to keep them in line, I had nothing to be bitter towards during my reign and wouldn?t act in such a manner without a reason much less to a pack I was loyal to, and I?ve yet to deceive a Tortugan to bend them to my will. I commend you on your efforts though, but perhaps it would have been effective had you given evidence. Unfortunately, you truly do not know exactly how I treated Tortuga during my rule, for you abandoned us as I came into power, rendering your argument against me invalid. Perhaps you are pinning the methods by which Kaien ruled upon me, but, then again, those accusations don?t fit the bill there either. Eerily calm vocals unfit for the current circumstances slithered through her jaws as she cut across the woman, nostrils flaring as the traitor continued her speech laden with false accusations and complete irony that earned her a few other chuckles from the white witch. But she did not see the need to cut across the fool and would allow her to finish in the case that she should redeem herself, alas, she did not, causing Morphine to inhale deeply as she prepared her elongated retort. Perhaps you are too dense to remember that I came to Tortuga during its rise and proved myself to Nnoitra through sheer skill, and climbed my way up the ranks whilst remaining loyal to my pack just as you had. Kaien knew my capabilities, and no matter how idiotic you believe he is, he wouldn?t let an incompetent fool lead alongside him, and I have no doubt that your savior would have knocked me down a few pegs if he believed me unworthy of my title, because both gave a damn about Tortuga just as I had. If we hadn?t, don?t you think we would have run it into the ground by picking fights we could not win, enslaving members, or even killing them off? We did neither of those things ? I will not take the blame and I?ll speak on Kaien?s behalf to say that Valhalla?s negative reception towards Tortuga was undoubtedly spawned through Neo?s disloyalty ? something neither of us had control over. Tortuga still survived beneath Kaien, but it is not his fault he came under leadership at the wrong time when a volcano forced the pack apart and sent its numbers dwindling and we were forced to start from the bottom up once more in a place so unfamiliar with slower activity, and it is not his fault members akin to you were too close-minded to accept new leadership, even if the leadership was passed on by the very male whose feet you once kissed, for it was not him. And I was in no position to kiss the very ground you walked upon just because of your seniority, for you proved yourself to Nnoitra, not to me ? in fact, I don?t believe you?d accomplished anything for Tortuga during Kaien?s reign, therefore, praise wasn?t an option. Regardless, I never recall disrespecting any within the pack ? I give respect where it is due; none had offered disrespect towards me so I had dished none out. You say you know honor, you claim Kaien and I cowards, but need I remind you that you had neither relayed your faithlessness in your superiors in private, always having to be in the company of another in case your disrespect provoked, and you had someone else fight for your freedom in your place. Had you truly had any sense of bravery or honor, you would have spoken your complaints without the presence of another to protect you and you would fight your own battles; however, you?ve done neither. If either of us are a coward, it is you, my dear. I do not stray from a challenge or ask others to fight in my wake while I stick to the sidelines; I face them head-on just as I do now in defending myself, just how I greeted the challenge for you despite my obvious disadvantages against my opponent. I failed ? but failure does not make me a coward, so do not speak down upon me as if I am one. Learn to reflect upon your own actions before judging another upon theirs. The wraith finished with a snort, vocals still reflecting her adversary?s monotonous tone despite her internal passion towards her subject. She would not have one who knew completely nothing about her reduce her to common filth, and she was satisfied with her defensive retort, knowing she had met fictitious calculations with fact to validate her argument.

Cool gaze would waver from the traitor?s heterochromatic as a new wolf waltzed in on the scene, seemingly foreign to all present as a mere bystander. Ears would flicker in his direction as words flowed from his jaws, skull still tucked to the curve of her neck as she was wary of this new presence even if he had commented on her spitfire nature. Others were drawn to the scene like moths to flames, causing irritation to bubble within her but she paid them little mind, focusing upon the duo still dangerously close to their muddy graves. One little push was all it would take, but the wench was eager for Nnoitra?s reply, which he would give without disappoint. His words lacked the disrespect she had been anticipating, and yet it still displeased her to acknowledge the fact that Cyanide would not be cast aside as the traitor she truly was. Your son may have been a coward for not fighting against Desdemona for his crown or against Valhalla for Cyanide, but other than that, there is no reason to talk of him with disdain. He is dead Nnoitra ? your son ? I watched him die with my own eyes and it upsets me to see you agree with Cyanide when you know as well as I do that he wanted Tortuga to thrive as I did! There was no attempt to complacently watch as the pack crashed and burned ? we tried, Nnoitra, we did, and no one gave us the chance. Her words were almost pleading with the brute, but her expression was stoic, emotionless. She was not expecting sympathy, merely attempting to prove a point and defend herself and Kaien. She was done with being looked upon as nothing, as if she had done nothing ? she would have it no more, and she would not have Nnoitra look down upon her especially. She may have hated him in that moment, might have desired to push him to the mud, but subconsciously she was still loyal to him, even if he had allowed her to have been banished.

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