“torture is not who i am and it never would be. you shouldn’t make it out to be some glorious thing when it is not. you just don’t have the mind to process how wrong it is. which… isn’t your fault, but…” talking about it all was enough to bring up those images he was trying to push down in the first place. “i feel like i can’t even attempt to be normal… but i don’t want to deal with any… monsters.”
“normal is overrated.” maybe not entirely, but that didn’t mean he couldn’t simply state it. “you have to deal with everything you know; past, present, and future. deny it all you wish, but when the time comes… you’ll be begging me to put a blade in your hands.” a pause. “or maybe… the blade will be mine.”
he didn’t expect nor believe he needed concern. all ky needed was a place to clean himself up at. once that was done… he’d see how bad it truly was. ‘who do you think?’ he always got into fights – most of the time he won – but when ky got cocky he ended up getting his ass beat. this time it was by his own father and he doubted it would be the last. ‘— i need a shower.’
Feeling stuffed and actually having a full stomach tended to have different connotations for the ebony symbiote, with the reason for this being the case attributed to a number of variables. The most prominent explanation that they could think of was due to their formless state; being a shapeshifting parasite, what constituted as a ‘stomach’ for them was restricted to conforming with any biological standards.
“We will not s̡ta͡r̵̨v͡e͟ – which is all that matters to us.” It was daunting work. being required to feed as often as they needed to. But, when the alternative meant dying, first by overtaxing their host and then being asphyxiated by the oxygen-rich atmosphere here, placating their appetites was an acceptable motivation to explain away their grievous acts. “None! We were careful to not leave behind any s̴̛͘c̷͜ra̶̴p̡s. Bone, sinew, blood, all is matter that can provide nourishment and is thus devoured.” Plus, by eating regularly, they could keep their host in good condition. And they did so enjoy inhabiting Brock’s body. “If you require food, you will have to H̶͠ÚNT it down yourself, as we have just done so!”
It wasn’t like Ky needed to eat anyways – he just was asking as maybe it would be a way to establish a better relationship with the Symbiote. So far, most of his attempts had failed, and while he wanted to make sure he wasn’t on the menu? As time passed, he didn’t even know if such a thing was possible – a reason to why he was attempting to keep a fair amount of distance between each other.
“Shame,” he said, not even bothering to care about the concept of hunting something down. He wasn’t barbaric – nor did he feel the need to hunt anything for the sake of just doing so. At least… not today. Maybe next time the notion came up. “I would have thought someone like you would be more… messy.” Or maybe that was just Ky’s own assumption – he’d never really seen the Symbiote eat before. Nor did he think he wanted to in all realty.
‘ Man of action. ‘ He SCOFFS at that, ends of lips turning up for a second before eyes focus on him MORE. ‘ What is this, huh ? ? ? Some sort of ATTEMPT to get me to work with you ? ? ? Because that’s BULLSHIT. ‘ Fuck that, working with people never FITTED his agenda. They all had too many MORALS, no killing this person, no hurting that person. They MAJORITY of them deserved PUNISHMENT, no second chances for the shit they had done which seemed to MESS with the normal persons head.
‘ What you call BULLSHIT i call a job offer. ’ Was he being too bold? Quite possibly, but did he care? No, not really. ‘ You won’t work WITH me. I think that’s already settled, don’t you? ’ he could have said MORE about what he wanted, but he wasn’t going to JEOPARDIZE this situation more than absolutely necessary. ‘ if you don’t want me to be NICE, i can change how i PRESENT this, but NO isn’t an ACCEPTABLE answer. ’
asking was the polite thing to do, wasn’t it? not like he couldn’t have just dragged brady along, but he thought this time around trying to be more ‘human’ would work in his favor. especially with the night he had planned so far. “no, but where’s the fun that?”
she doesn’t want to be back in this stupid town, but there are plans to set in motion, and with the amount of problems getting in her way, it has become painfully obvious that she needs to take care of things by herself.
but she’s not by herself, it seems. someone is lurking around the foyer — she can hear them from the second floor — and that does not bode well at the moment, especially when there’s so much to do.making her way downstairs in a flash so that she can meet her intruder face to face, she’s met with confusion followed by frustration that her preparations have been interrupted by this little visit.
❛ oh no, the big bad ——whatever you are. ❜ she waves a hand impassively, boredom seeping through her tone, and katherine is clearly unimpressed with his presence — as ominous as it may be. first, the house has been warded, so he shouldn’t be able to get in, and second, no one’s meant to know she’s in town. it’s these facts alone that demand her regard, and with a role of her eyes she turns to face him, expectantly, an expression of false politeness plastered over her features. ❛ well —— now that you’re here, and you’ve got my attention, why don’t you tell me what it is that you want ? ❜
❛ big bad? ❜ an eyebrow lifted at the comment. it was one thing to admit he was bad, but big bad? it always made him chuckle, but that thought was soon replaced by curiosity. sure, he knew this place was warded – it took a while to even get in, but it was the best place to stay. the wards would at least blind a few people and that was important or so he thought at least.
❛ no yelling, no telling me to get out? ❜ he had to admit that he was slightly impressed with out being thrown out instantly, but he’d never admit it. at least directly. ❛ seems like you have dealt with this before. ❜ or maybe he was just over-thinking things. ky didn’t know the exact reasons for why he wasn’t being thrown out instantly, but he’d know eventually. or maybe he wouldn’t. either way? he didn’t really care about her reasons – only that they didn’t interfere with his own plans.
❛ —- as for what i want?❜ his hands slipped into his back pockets for a few moments. ❛ let’s just say i’m on the look out for potential. ❜ ky then took a step closer. ❛ that and the little fact i’ll be around for a while — maybe we could help each other out. ❜
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