Arsenic
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"I am hollow and I will live forever.."
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Post by Arsenic on Oct 21, 2005 12:43:27 GMT
Arsenic expected something of the nature that happened. Rogue wanted to feel apart and alone, then he would leave her there to rot in her own darkness if that was her desire. "As you wish." He said utterly politely to her as she turned her back to him. His chest throbbed after her blows but he gave no sign of pain he had endured much worse in his years.
His eyes shifted over rogue once more remember her as she was not as this, apparently self loathing as she was. He understood as much as she did, if his son and daughter died he would feel such pain, but as for losing a loved one he did, as much as she did.
"If you truly want to be left alone then I will do so." He said softly to her his tone kind, in his own way he still loved her but they could never be together or at least not like this. "But I am always here for you to come to.". "And Rogue can I just say your not one to judge someone for leaving, if I remember you left here with only a letter to say your good byes.".
He turned from her and walked back toward the shadow he had once came from "Amelia, I know I have said this before, but you remind me so much of your mother." He gave her a kind smile "I see alot of Holly in you." without a passing glance to rogue he left the sight of all those there in, choosing a walk rather then a fight.
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Rogue
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Snow-covered paws.
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Post by Rogue on Oct 22, 2005 4:10:59 GMT
Rouge lowered herself to the couch tensely, her mind twitching with siezures of anticipation. She wanted to tear him limb from limb, and who was to say she wouldn't if the others hadn't been there. She'd learnt to contain herself around the other lycans, it was the forest part of her that kept her blood curdled, kept her eyes at a point of sharpness near to none could endure. It was this side that made her deady, and that son of a b**** had stepped over very fine lines.
Rogue did not want to feel apart and alone. And it was astounding how selfishly stupid Arsenic could bury himself deeper and deeper into lies. She wouldn't rot. Far from it. She'd rise, she was already possibly the oldest female aside from Morgana in the Tunnels, and although she had split territory on the Forest, she wasn't about to let just anyone enter the Tunnels. Again.
She was not self-loathing either. In fact, she could have admired herself from a distance. This pained she-wolf had near to no identity, she'd lost almost everything from her first born breath, and yet here she was, still standing strong, still beautiful, and still ready to fight any war that raised itself up under her impeccably emotionless face.
"I'm never alone." She scathed the air with a venomous hiss, her sharp eyes darting over her shoulder to pin him down. There was one ounce of truth there though. They could never be together, not because she was like this, but because she would never be with him. He should have understood that when she partnered with Logan. But he didn't. As much as he always said he understood. He flauntered around such obvious hints that he in fact knew nothing. About her.
His next words sent her anger spiralling again. "I left, yes, but at that point, I never belonged here to begin with." She rose from the couch again, and dug her clawlike nails into it's side. "And still. I had the decency to leave a letter. Addressed to every. Single. Lycan." Her words drove bullet holes, cold, and calculated. He had no amo here.
And as Arsenic disappeared, Rogue finally let out a long, toxic breath. Thank God.
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