Catarina Amanto (
divinitysoiled) wrote in
towerofanimus2012-12-09 05:43 pm
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Characters: One guilty and pissed off demon (
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Setting: Floors 1-6
Format: Action, will match prose
Summary: After what happened here, Catarina is taking her guilt and anger out on monsters and anything in her path
Warnings: Gore, usual succubus shenanigans
[It started fairly innocently. The first floor was as clean as it usually was, until the stairs were encountered. Once there, it was obvious someone had fought a monster and had a few aggression issues to take out. It was a bloody affair with bits and pieces scattered in quite a few places, but other than that, it wasn't that bad.]
[The following floors had worse. It looked like someone had started to go out of their way to find monsters, the aggression becoming worse and worse. As the carnage started to get worse, there started to be the sound of a woman laughing maniacally. Close to the sixth floor was the source, one Catarina Amanto covered in blood, guts, and possibly little else, knife in her hand and eyes wild. She was laughing still, looking around for her next victim.]
Setting: Floors 1-6
Format: Action, will match prose
Summary: After what happened here, Catarina is taking her guilt and anger out on monsters and anything in her path
Warnings: Gore, usual succubus shenanigans
[It started fairly innocently. The first floor was as clean as it usually was, until the stairs were encountered. Once there, it was obvious someone had fought a monster and had a few aggression issues to take out. It was a bloody affair with bits and pieces scattered in quite a few places, but other than that, it wasn't that bad.]
[The following floors had worse. It looked like someone had started to go out of their way to find monsters, the aggression becoming worse and worse. As the carnage started to get worse, there started to be the sound of a woman laughing maniacally. Close to the sixth floor was the source, one Catarina Amanto covered in blood, guts, and possibly little else, knife in her hand and eyes wild. She was laughing still, looking around for her next victim.]

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She and I presented ourselves as was necessary in public, but I never took her to bed. I fathered my son out of treachery. [yes, fathered] If you wonder why I was able to resist your manipulations initially, it is because I had fallen to such wiles before by one far more fiendish than you could ever be. [Fool me once, shame on you. Fool me twice, shame on me was the saying...]
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I see. It's a bit sad to hear that one already ruined your feelings in such a way. It certainly would have made things easier for me... though I suppose I would not have heard so much about you if that had been true.
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That is true. Perhaps you will find the wait well worth it.
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Which floor, my dear?
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First, my darling warrior king. I room in 01-01.
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1-01?
[She then started moving again.]
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Nothing is wrong. I did not realize you resided in the same room as my Lady.
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... she's lovely. I have quite the time not offering my services to her. I assume you would appreciate it if I don't, though you know I will at least try.
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[If Catarina is paying attention, she may pick up there is more to it than just Saber's words. There is a unique softness to the king's words when she speaks of Irisviel.]
And you are welcome to try, but Irisviel is will have no part of it, though she may fluster. She is... very pure. [And Saber is fallen, corrupted, dark, tainted... Unworthy of her, the king would say.]
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[She leaned her head against the other woman, quiet.]
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Why?
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Why what?
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... she is lovely, though.
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[Only Saber could get cockblocked by a dead man. The king seems destined to be lonely.]
...forgive me. I spoke more than I should have.
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...it is unrequited, Catarina. Another burden I must live with.
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