“ Funny, I’m sure I can recall LIKING both people and things throughout my life – but I guess I’m wrong if you speak for as all now. Must have missed that announcement.” He has neither the interest or the patience to listen to d e l u s i o n a l accusations about his own people – what would this MONSTROSITY know of the virtues on mankind when he only seeks to exploit them?“ Counter offer: you keep on having your ‘little bit of fun’ and I’ll send you somewhere to char to have mine. Fun for everyone!”
“i speak for what i know.” of course, this little encounter served to only AMPLIFY his hatred for strange, and all of humanity. who were they to RESTRICT what he could do? they, who were so LOWER than him? maybe it was his god complex showing through, but quite honestly? he didn’t care – nor did he think it mattered what it was. “counter… counter offer,” he said, making his way forward. “we stay out of each other’s way an’ this doesn’t get ugly.”
Send ‘I don’t feel so good’ for my muse’s reaction to yours suddenly fading away in front of them. Send ‘What’s happening?!’ For the reverse.
this couldn’t be happening. no, this wouldn’t be happening – not if he had a chance to stop it. truth be told, he wanted to save her. the only problem was he couldn’t. it was too late – even as she slipped through his fingers… he couldn’t save her. couldn’t save the one human he cared about. “fuck.”
❝ I don’t have anything overly fancy in my wardrobe, but a simple dress has to work well enough for the steakhouse, right? ❞
“you don’t have to overly dress up if you don’t want to.” then again, ky would have preferred to just be in jeans – no shirt required-, but sometimes he couldn’t get what he wanted. “your choice.”
❝ All we have are our hosts – the beings we join with – to forge through the cold and unforgiving cosmos with. The bond between a Klyntar and its host is sacred. They give our lives context and our existence meaning. They give us history. Our hosts tell us who we are. ❞
Hellfirebound 