[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]

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.

[iron_infidel]

You claim that I am being that, only because you refuse to take in that I accept my death. It has taken me a long while to come to terms with it, since the very day she informed me of my fate. In fact I find it nothing short of ironic that you sit here and scold me, yell, growl and glare in my direction for accepting such a absurd stance on my life. While you were the one who fired the arrow, no?

[Okay...that might have been a little to harsh. ]

I do not see why it is your concern if I choose not to run away from a fight. It is not my usual tactic, but the tower has it's way of changing you. I will grant you the idea to attack was a stupid one, but I did not. I only wished to confront the Grand High Blood and inform him of his wrong doings. YEs pointless...but it had to be done and I do not appreciate your judgement or speak of my mates view upon the situation when she is not even present!

[disgracedvoid]

Let me tell you about accepting death.

[Excuse him while he leans in, hissing.]

Accepting death is knowing it will come for you when it comes, that no matter what you do, how much you run away from it, or how much you sit the fuck down and wail for it, it's coming at its own pace. Your thoughts on the matter be damned. But I do not expect you to understand that, if you think accepting death is the same as being a suicidal moron.

[...definitely leaning into personal space. And looming. Good job, Signless. Good job.]

The irony of this argument is not lost on me, but frankly I give less than a solitary fuck about what you appreciate, Kankri, if the significance of having the troll that murdered you explain this to you eludes you. You cannot change the Grand Highblood. You can change me. Given enough time and effort, you might change the Orphaner. But you stand a better chance trying to convince fucking water to stop being wet, than to make a dent on the fucking Grand Highblood. The only thing you will accomplish with this ridiculous outlook of yours is to paint the Tower's walls with your blood, and if you're so far gone you will not stop for your own sake, stop for hers.

[Snarling.]

She will be back, and I will not see her heart broken again.

[iron_infidel]

[He turns his head violently and comes face to face with the other, eyes narrowed and his gaze stern.]

While it was not my intention to reform him, I do think with time it is possible. Though it will take a great allotment of time. That aside, I wil never understand why you have the concern. I stand by what I said I will not run if our paths may cross again.

[At that last comment though a growl echoes in his throat.]

Do not try to watch out for me, for her sake. When it was your actions in the first place that broke her heart! Is that what it is, you are keeping an eye on my in order to make yourself feel better for the actions that came when you let your arrow fly! I do not think any action you do today can make up for it! Do not flatter yourself.

[disgracedvoid]

[Face to face is perfect for the icy hiss that comes out of Darkleer's throat.]

Only you, you insufferable fool, would dare assume any of this is about flattery.

[iron_infidel]

[That hiss is only met with another growl.]

Oh, well then infamous Darkleer, what is it that I am supposed to assume! When it is you who goes silent at the very mention of her name!

[disgracedvoid]

Perhaps because I know it is not my place?

[Sarcasm, have you some motherfucker.]