“the truth is complex; harder to shift around than lies.” most would have used lies – so much easier to twist to one’s needs. on the other hand, they were clunky, and sometimes could be seen through. the truth, however, it was another story entirely. it could do far more harm than good – a reason to why he was hoping to avoid doing too much damage ( even if it was more or less inevitable ). “ sometimes, it’s needed to get a point across…. enemy or not.”
❛—- and what would determine someone’s worth? ❜ ky never chose sides; his actions benefited himself most of the time. once in a while? sure, he’d do something that helped others, but it was a rarity. ❛ either way, if i wanted to be a threat. trust me you’d know that i was. ❜
he leaned his head back on the bed with a grunt. he wasn’t in the mood to have this discussion at the moment, but he wasn’t going to deny dean a reply. at least… for the moment. though, as for anything else? that would depend on if his mood changed as he spoke. “praying is idiotic. no one hears the prayers – an’ if they do? they are ignored.”
whatever happened to good ol’ Eldritch horrors? Cosmic threats? lately, it had been demons, Hell, exorcisms, catholic confessional booths. “i’d say here we are again, but does it matter?” no. “well, Mr. Richardson, are we to duel with words or fists?” might as well get straight to the point with this one.
“an’ here i thought we’d have a nice chat, maybe even dinner, and some drinks.” as much as he was being sarcastic, the demon was being truthful at least. if that was what was necessary to keep or even get strange to be on decent terms with him? why not go the distance. it wasn’t like ky was really doing anything that important. “or, would you like to cut out all the pleasantries, and get to the part where you let me borrow a something.” a pause. “more specifically, a book.”
rage. anger. hatred. that full name was something he never could get rid of. maybe at time he could have, but these days? not so much. no, instead, all ky could do was bottle up everything until it bursted out like a lava flow. usually, he was able to control himself for a while, and even let names simply go ignored. the only problem was this was his full name – the one he hated so very much. the same one that proved just how human he was.
“who gave you P̴͙̙͚̋̉̏̅̂̔͘̕E̵̺̽̈̓̇̈́̚͠Ŗ̶̡̡̜͇̘͎̮̤̼̻̞̻͛̋̓͌͜M̵̛̖͓͉̜͖̹̈́̌͐̀̋̈̉̓̊̌̈́͘I̶̳̮͊͒Š̶̡̫̫̮͔͙̭̘͚̠̌́͜S̶̨̤̼͈͈͓̻̝̳̰͑̌̇͊̀́͌͐͘͠Ì̴͈̩̙̩̟͕̌̋̈͐̔̽͛̓̈͊̑̕͝͠O̴̡̨͙͙̪̥̘̹̜̼̗̲̼͌̾̿ͅN̴̡̲̫̜̝̼̥͚̩͔̙͎̩͕̬͑̊̒͋̽͋̎̀́̈̀͊̕͠͠ to say that name?”
not that it mattered much – he’d find out eventually, but for now – ky’lar was just pissed off. that never was a good thing, but for now? oh, that meant making sure death was right in his place. since ky was not just going to make the horseman suffer for this, but everyone as well. just for his own amusement.
“So is murder on your immediate agenda?” Aiming to misbehave did imply he didn’t intend on merely discuss it but had at least vague plans, ones that any reasonable person would suspect involved her. They were the only two people around, and he started the conversation. Better to know where this was heading up front before letting curiosity get the better of her and inquiring about any abilities.
“Not entirely.” However, it was always in the back of his mind. It was that itch he never could fully scratch. Maybe if he had more productive method of curing that itch – one that didn’t amount to violence, things would be a bit better. All the same, he never did enjoy anything other than a good fight, and maybe some murder on the side along with some nice five alarm fires. “I’m just not against it either.”
alright; this is short as i gotta go to the store, but here we go~
there is the definition of one – ky can play the ROLE of one when he choses to. more specifically, he has a god complex
one, that i can believe can be attributed to his grandfather ( and great grandfather /god ), but let’s not get into that little bit of information.
with that being said, ky can play the ROLE of saving someone; redeeming them, giving them A WAY to go – making sure that they are on the RIGHT ( from a certain point of view ) path.
it’s all a GAME to him; work with someone long enough and they start to TRUST you ( more so a familiarity that i personally call trust ). once that happens….he STRIKES.
now, this could be in several ways, but NORMALLY when ky plays as a savior it’s for the LONG-con. meaning, he’ll have to WORK at it for months to years – he KNOWS what he’s getting into, but sometimes he LOSES himself along the way.
in short, he’s a FALSE savior, but rarely takes on the MANTLE of one unless he KNOWS he can pull it off.
Hellfirebound 