[CLOSED] Maybe some day I'll walk away and say "you disappoint me"

[disgracedvoid]

Characters: Darkleer & Signless
Setting: Floor 45.
Format: Action.
Summary: Post-event fallout: Darkleer and Signless have things to talk about.
Warnings: FEELINGS.

[Darkleer found the observation floor to be rather conductive to thinking. And oh, he had much to think about. Waking up with the horrifying memories of the past week did not put him in a particularly good mood. Normally he'd rather go to the workshop and tinker away with something - Tinkerer - but rather than indulge in that, he decided instead to stand by the glass, watching the grotesque creatures crawl about, trying in vain to intimidate him.

He stood by a corner, somewhat out of sight from the staircase, clad in robes rather than armor for once, arms folded behind his back. He was too tense to slouch, standing at full height, back rigid.]

Comments

[disgracedvoid]

[He's not amused and you're not being cute. Seriously. You're not.]

Anger will get me nowhere, nonetheless, it will get those around me to a gruesome end. You would do well to stop baiting my self-control.

[...that's as much as he's willing to admit.]

As for the rest, I do not take back what I've said. But once more I remind you I expected a conversation that carried at least some semblance of maturity.

[iron_infidel]

[He clears his throat and comes to raise his head to an equal level to Darkleers. Well as close as can, given the height difference.]

Alright. If you insist I will...back off.

[disgracedvoid]

...thank you.

[It's an odd thing to say, but this is an odd conversation as it is, so he might as well go with what feels right. If only everything didn't feel weird...]

[iron_infidel]

You are welcome.

[A pause.]

I am sorry.

[disgracedvoid]

[All he can muster right now is a little shrug for your efforts. Sorry bro.]

Now, then. You were saying.

[iron_infidel]

I was saying?

[He shakes his head.]

No, no. I do believe you were about to speak my name in good from, before we jumped off topic. Of course the topic was lost because you chose to apologize. I do not think there was an actual topic besides what had already been discussed. If you wish not to talk about the pale feelings in question because we claim that they were nothing short of an illusion. We might be able to discuss the details of my weapon, unless of course you wish to be granted creative licensing, which I would not protest to.

[disgracedvoid]

I would much rather talk about your weapon and what specifications you need of it, than anything else.

[He doesn't sound desperate, because Darkleer doesn't do desperate, but if Signless could read his mind: Please. For the love of anything holy, can we not do feelings?]

[iron_infidel]

[You are lucky that he doesn't have that ability.]

Simple enough. Light and quick. I do not need to mention it needs to be able to make quick cuts if need be. As for decoration that is purely up to you. I currently have a sickle, but it hasn't been proving faire against fights with a certain individual.

[disgracedvoid]

I can do that.

[He frowns though.]

I must admit I have a hard time imagining you picking fights with someone.

[iron_infidel]

It is more so he picked me to fight. I'm assuming he sees it as his duty, to cull a mutant. I do not blame him since he is of the blood color to find purpose in such an action. However, after so many encounters I do wish to have a bit more offensive then defensive when it comes to protection.

[A shrug.]

[disgracedvoid]

I se---

[There's a pause. He stops nodding and he starts staring. This is a pretty damn strong stare. Then he snorts.]

The Grand Highblood, I should guess?

[iron_infidel]

You would be correct in your assumption. We have had a few encounters now and none have ended within my favor.

[He only comes to stare back, arching a brow at his gaze.]

You act as if this is a surprise, or perhaps some concern?

[disgracedvoid]

There's very few people who would fight him and come on top.

[Concern, what concern, shut up!]

Why didn't you run, instead?

[iron_infidel]

I would not run from a confrontation. If you wish to know I was the one that started the encounter. I wished to speak to him about his...recent episodes involving my descendent.

[Pause.]

Even if the frist encounter resulted in my death I did not regret it. It is my fate to die, if I am to die before then it is only...to be expected.

[disgracedvoid]

...that is quite possibly the single most stupid thing I have ever been told!

[You're annoying him again! Goddammit, Signless.]

What kind of reckless idiot are you? You will not run? It's the goddamn Grand Highblood.

[iron_infidel]

[Considering it keeps happening, perhaps you need a raincheck there Darkleer.]

I will not run. What good comes out of running from an enemy, like a coward.

[disgracedvoid]

Oh, I am not sure, not dying?

[iron_infidel]

[A glare is shot his way.]

I already spoke of this. Death is just a common occurrence of the tower, if I willingly go into the fray of death. Why then should I run away? Secondly why is it of your concern, I did not ask for your judgement or protection Horuss!

[disgracedvoid]

[Signless. Baby. That's not a glare. This is.]

I find your lack of sense offensive, so I will bloody judge you if I want to.

[iron_infidel]

[Fine, he will advert his stare and look at the ground. It's much more attractive to look at.]

...Then do so. It will not change how I act.

[disgracedvoid]

[Are you growling? Oh wait no, that's him. Sorry. Hang on. Darkleer clears his throat.]

I don't suppose there's something that would change the way you act?

[iron_infidel]

[He is going to ignore your growling.]

I am not sure if there is. I am my own being and while at a time I had the influence of my quadrant mate, I no longer have them here. If you wish to find an answer to your question perhaps that knowledge is where you should look.

[disgracedvoid]

[A little venomously.]

Just because she's gone now doesn't mean she won't be disappointed in you when she comes back.

[iron_infidel]

[He flinches inwardly at such a comment and goes silent. The statement cause a reaction and shamed him. It hurt and he knew that Darkleer was right.]

She won't come back, it is very unlikely.

[This tone was flat and bland.]

[disgracedvoid]

Unlikely is not impossible. Unlikely won't be a good excuse when she comes back and you're forced to explain yourself.

[Excuse him while he rubs his forehead with two fingers.]

You are being self-destructive, kindly stop it.