in the forest none
weather
gameplay excellent
F L E D E R M A U S
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feels content;
says c:
events enjoying Christmas and life in general; snuggling with Wyvern
health physical: 100% | mental: 100%
music Such Great Heights - Iron & Wine
M A S Q U E
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feels lazy; amused
says "In hindsight, maybe I shouldn't get you anything you can gut me with."
events watching T toying with a shiny new butterfly knife
health physical: 95% | mental: 100%
music Let It Be - Nick Cave
D E S A N M
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feels overhappy;
says "Wheeeeee merry christmas I love you. 8D"
events has a permanent grin; rolling in holiday-related happiness
health physical: 100% | mental: 100%
music Two Weeks - Grizzly Bear
Life is too damn short
-knocks back half the glass
Ain't that right. Eh, she needed it more than me; I can't even drive anymore, courtesy of the justice system. -smirk-
She's a good girl. Doesn't take shit from anyone and gets me to laugh; that's the two things I like in a woman.
-looks off absently- Mmhm, I hope Aegle decides to at least give it a shot. She could really use someone at the moment, the poor girl. -accepts cigarette and pulls out lighter-
Thanks, babe. Need a light?
*Leans in for Masque to
-wobbles in and nuzzles
CM: You're the classy type,
Nope, she's certainly not your average chick. But that's why I love her. And yeah, I think we ought to have more of the "tough girl" act around here- might liven up a few things. -drinks more liquor and nods slowly to her comment about Aegle-
She really is. I wish she could see that the way everyone else does. I'm worried about her.... I can't stop thinking about how terrible I've been to her. She deserves someone who treats her better than I have, so... hopefully in the end she'll at least give this guy a chance. -starts a fit of coughing and looks away-
Christ. Ah, I'm up for anything. How 'bout a game of Spit?
Aegle: Ha, you know I shouldn't. -nuzzles back- There's nothing to worry about, darlin', I'm just tired all the time. No big deal, right? You should be worried more about yourself. How've you been lately?
Classy. *scoff* Only when I
-stares down at the table
I know she does. -sighs heavily- She really shouldn't. Just don't want to see her getting hurt anymore, ya know? And I can't protect her forever...I'm already starting to lose every fight I get into.
Anyway. -takes another swig of rum and forces a grin- Truth or dare, without the dare, huh? Alright I'll play along. -thinks of a question while inhaling more smoke and setting out the cards-
Alright. I wanna know why you changed your mind about me. -raises eyebrows inquisitively-
Warning of swearing-- keep
*pinches the cig between her lips, using both hands to set up the cards* Well. I suppose. *sighs deeply and removes the cig with her long fingers, thinks for a moment* Well, you really pissed me off about your brother. I love the kid. And if I remember correctly I gave you quite a beating over it too *raises eyebrows back*... I think it was you making the first move babe... it was over me getting high off mushrooms and a certain someone stopping me. I dont know Masque. You fucking piss me off so bad I don't know how not to deal with you at least.... you're alright. And now, seeing you like this *turns face* just makes me more mad at you. You remind me of me.
I hate you.
You hate me.
It's mutual enough... *smirk*
Now... At any time in your life, whats one moment in time you would take back...? See, you're like me Masque. We got way too many regrets. But don't read me a book alright?
1....2...3.... Spit.
(This is far too
Yeah, I definitely remember that too. -smirks before slapping down his card and playing off his hand-
Eh. What can I say. I felt pretty bad for you, babe. And I hate seeing anyone turn to that shit to feel better- as hypocritical as that sounds. I'm surprised how quickly you grew on me- I'm not much of a forgiver. -chuckles and starts coughing again-
Hmm. Just one? God, it'd be easier to just start over. -takes another drink thoughtfully- Tough question. I guess, if I had to chose just one, I would take back the moment I became a drug user. That shit messed me up way too much.
-finishes playing his hand and puts out cigarette-
Now I get to ask you again, hm? Tell me...Do you regret at all having a kid?
*Nods thoughtfully* Ah I
I know how you feel, trust me *places hair behind right ear and plays off hand*... I bet you were quite the partyer huh? Ah I had my share of 'em... it got old for me, but I still enjoy seeing some of my old friends. And trust me, you're in perfect shape compared to some of them. Don't know how I escaped my fate so many times. I always had someone pull me out by the arms out of my own shit.
*Deep sigh*... Well. Having Lucian has made me stop and take a look at myself and who I am. I've been so damn wrapped up in myself, it makes me stop to think about how it would effect him. Having him, has also... brought back thoughts of my first... who was a miscarriage. *Sniffs a bit but covers it with taking a last drag off the cig, and stamps it out* He's so beautiful. But, soon enough he'll realize his mother is not a saint, and he'll probably be the most dissapointed in me... probably not more than myself and all the shit I've done. I only wish, like you, I could start all over, and make me everything he thinks I am... *warm smile and blinks twice and pushes back tears* Ah. But he's a good kid. He'll be great. Like his father.
Now you hmm? Well.... since we're worst enemies *slaps down the cards and takes a last sip of rum* whoever dies first out of the two of us... and just between the two of us-- has full rights to vandalisim on our headstones. *wink with smart-ass smile*
Ever been shot?
Happens to the best of us,
Sorry 'bout your first kid. That must be tough...but hey, I don't think you're doing too bad so far. He'll turn out fine, trust me. As bad of a parent you think you are, there's a lot worse out there, matter of fact you're talking to one, so don't worry about it. S'long as you're there for him, it's hard to mess him up too much.
-smiles broadly at her comment- Ha, you have a crude sense of humor, don't you? Well. I hope you have fun with it. -winks back-
Nope, I've been lucky enough to avoid that much. Unless you count BB pellets, I'm pretty sure I still have a handful of those scattered around from when I was a kid. -inspects left arm curiously for the marks- Those little bastards hurt.
Hm, let's see. I wanna know how much trouble you've been in with the law.
Well. If you can be this
If you can be this fucked up, and make me as a friend, I say you were better off doing drugs. *Chuckle* No, you're a good kid. And I'm here to help you now Masque. So, don't fuck it up. *Warm smile, begins to set up another hand* I'll count myself, in, if you count yourself in as one of my friends. You might not want that kind of attention. Then again, what the hell have you got to lose?
I'm one to put the past behind me pretty quick. Thanks though, it's still hard... Well, Masque, I take it as an honor you've told me so. Don't worry, I'm not a loose thread. *Makes a 'cross my heart' motion with one pale finger*. Ah, well didn't you have it pretty easy!
(Keep in mind, they're human forms of deer that DONT DIE OF OLD AGE. So she's like... 200 yrs old... XDDD)
*Deep sigh*... Well. I've had a bounty on my head for... 5 grand at one time in my life, and trust me, back then, it was a lot. I've had grown men shot for knowing who I was. And I've also been shot back. I've escaped Lady Death more than I can count. They called me "Walking Bones", meaning I couldn't possilby live much longer where I was staying because of how much trouble I'd done. So, I adopted the name, as a sort of "in your face assholes" thing. Well, that and there are other reasons for my name. But I've been in a lot of trouble, and escaped the gallows with a lucky snap from the rope. *reaches up and rubs her neck*
And yourself Masque?
-lights up another
Ah, well I could use all the help can get. Pathetic, I know. -grin-
Well damn. You've certainly got a history to ya. Sounds like you've had more excitement in one week than I've ever had. Gallows, huh? Couldn't hold a candle to that, myself. I just get myself into stupid shit like fights and plenty of DUI's. Burned down a building once, though, that's about the extent of my stupidity. So now I'm paying the state more than half my paycheck for the rest of my life. Nice, isn't it?
So tell me about your friends. Who do you get along with?
-shuffles in- "I was hoping
"I was hoping you wouldn't notice anything. B-But I guess its pretty damn oblivious. W-Well I-I confused as hell. I-I don't get you guys. M-Mar told me he loved me."
-she looks down and sighs-
"I-I can't do it Masque. I know I wanted s-somone to love me but I-I don't know what to do. I-I don't believe him. And hell you better n-not say the same thing everyone does abo-about how I-I should. It is just plai-n stupid. Y-You know as well as I-I do that I've changed. I'm not such a s-sweet little doe anymore. Y-You should be proud."
-she winks and chuckles softly-
"And my child, well he isn't exactly mine. I-Its a long story but he has some... problems. I care about the little thing so much. And I-I have to kill him. But he is already dead? I-Its a confusing mess. Basically I'm having to many problems to count right now. I-I need to start eating and shit again but, I-I really don't care right now. I re-really hope you start to get better though, watching you i-in this pain kills me."
WOOTIE DO. She only talks to Masque like this |D He brings out her B-A side.
Listen, darling. I know
I wish I could say something to make you believe what this guy is telling you. At the very least, I think it's worth a shot. What's the worst that could happen? If it doesn't work out, then you'll both move on. If it does, then I think it'll do you a lot of good.
-hugs-
You'll get through this, sweetheart, I have no doubts. And I'm always here for you, alright? The first thing I want you to do is eat something- you look terrible. It''l make you feel better, even if just a little bit. And please don't worry about me at all, there's no point, you need to focus on yourself.
"The worst that could happen
-smiles-
"Ah, but you are just a-another thing I can't stop worrying about. L-Let's get better together, alright?"
-laughs-
Just thought I'd let you know I'm going to leave Aegle in the forest but I won't be back for about a hour or hour and a half. So you can have Masque just lay by her or leave its all fine. c:
(That's alright- we seem to
Well. If you think that'll happen, then I won't push you to try it. It hurts to know a lot of this is my fault, hun, I'm sorry. I just feel like this guy will be good for you...
-sighs, smiling-
I don't know how much I can improve honestly, but we can try.
Well...there's the Stop n
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Pega's Forest Philosophy: "Look for Friends. Let Love find you."
"If you don't like something, tolerate it."
MEOWW.|D Aegle deer... is
Understandable 8D -prepares
-walks in, hiding the fact
-walks in, hiding the fact she's been crying-
So, ya lying sack of shit. Wan-nt to tell me why the fuck you'd do this to me?
You told me you di-didn't want anyone, oh you blamed all on yourself. Y-You bastard told me you wouldn't go with anyone because you would have been a b-bad mate.
I guess that was a l-lie, huh? And I'm guessing that you said that so yo-you wouldn't hurt me. Fuck you. I-I would have rather you'd just came out and told me. You just proved th-that I'm unlovable by your standards. And I-I only ever wanted to exceed your standards.
Want to know something else? You hurt m-me again. I take that back... Y-You didn't hurt me. You f-fucking ruined me. So much for you always being sorry. You c-can keep your god damed ap-apologies to your self.
-she starts to cry-
Have I n-not been there for you all this time? Was I so bad to you that you would hurt me like this?
You know Masque, your just what everyone says you are. Your worthless.
I forgave you last time. I took in your lies. I was a damn fool.
I hope she can do all I've done for you.
I'm out of here. Thanks for r-ruining my life, as if it wasn't already."
FIESTY.
WOW that hurt my soul to
What do you want me to say, huh?
I'm a selfish bastard- I get it. God forbid I think of myself for once. I've done everything under the sun for you Aegle, and that just goes to shit because not only did I love you more like a daughter, but because I knew I'd screw it up? I have always been there for you, and yet when I do you a favor by sparing you the humiliation, that means we're through?
Don't act like I haven't changed, hun, because at this point I don't even know what I would do anymore. That's why I'm giving this a shot, because surprisingly, I'm not ready to spend however much time I have left on this fucking planet wondering who gives a fuck about me, when I can have some kind of stability instead.
Call me selfish, I don't care. I wanted you to be happy, and I want to be happy too. Apparently that can't happen at the same time, so I did what I could. If that makes me a horrible friend, then so be it.
"I'll admit it. You've
And you think I w-want to spend it alone?! Well I'm choosing to now because I only ever wanted you. You don't want to spend it with me though. This just proves me right. Who would, right? I'm an evil b-bitch, huh? Your saying you couldn't have some stability with me.
Masque. Y-You knew I wouldn't be happy. Y-You knew it. I guess what you mean is you couldn't be happy with me, right?
Goddamit Masque. I swear to God, if I die soon. Its your own fault.
I told you to prepare! |D Watch out. She has a couple bombs behind the tree.
Why the hell do you want me
And you're dead wrong. I'd still give anything- anything- to spend the rest of my life with you there because even if it's not romantic, I still love you for everything you've done for me. You've been my best friend since you were a kid and there's not one fucking reason in the whole world I would want to give that up.
" I never thought you w-were
Y-You know, your a real smart ass. I never t-thought your were worthless either, not until now.
I'm so fucking done with you. The fa-fact is you lied to me. You k-know that? And yo-you were the one that I truly trusted. And you want m-me to still be y-your friend? I d-don't understand Masque. And you of anyone knows me b-best. You know h-how many problems I have... and you st-still did this... W-W-Why couldnt you have just talked to me first.....
-grits teeth- I never lied
I never lied to you. What I told you was entirely true and still is- I was afraid of mistreating you somehow. I did have feelings for you at one point. They come and go, I can't help it. As for having a relationship...I changed my mind. Shyla's rarely around anymore, you've found a better set of friends and want fuck-all to do with me, and I just want someone who's still gonna be there with me 'til the bitter fucking end. I'm sick of wondering where I stand with my friends every day, and Tuna's become the only consistent thing I have anymore.
You want to rip up our friendship over this? Then do it; I know you'll be happier. Hell, give it a little while and I won't be around to bother you anymore. Sound good? I never deserved you, anyway.
" I-I-I guess there was no
-starts to cry-
M-Masque what do you mean? A-A better set of friends, no. If an-anything I-I've been sitting alone. I-I never see you... and I-I want to see you. I barely let anyone near n-nowdays. You are my bestfriend. I j-just can't believe you would think I wouldn't be there to till the end. Hell k-knows we are both going to die soon. I-If anyone I-I'll be with you forever.
-small smile-
I-I don't understand what I've done t-to make you feel as if you can't rely o-on me. I-I don't think I will be happier. But c-considering that I f-fuck up everything with you, I'll deal with it.
J-Just go be happy. I-I guess its my fault for not showing you I was there. S-Seems most things are my fault these days.
Edit: I got disconnected. |D I'm getting back on.
-Pointless comment to track-
The name is forgotten , the appearance mistaken.
I wonder. I wonder how it is possible to gain so many enemies so quickly. Perhaps they are blind to what I am doing for them. They always are. Perhaps this is why..
WHAT? Nothing is going on
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The Dragonfly Deer's Biography
Pega's Forest Philosophy: "Look for Friends. Let Love find you."
"If you don't like something, tolerate it."
Gah, it's so boring here I
I'm debating even costuming at all since nothing's going on. :<
Is it sad that while we were
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Just stopping by with a hi
Unfortunately, our schedules seem to conflict a bit as of late, but we should find some time for some character silliness when your schedule eases up. (I'm just a lazy lab tech; mine doesn't change all that much. XD ) Wyvern needs to see her Fled, and I think that Desanm was bringing out a better side of Gavin. I could always let them talk here, but I don't want to flood your updates entry with colorful text. XD
XD I can't believe I haven't
TRACKING POST.
Scythe: I'm doing just
Yes, it would seem that sadly Fled and De are not my dramawhore deer, and therefore don't get as much time in the Forest, but I'm thinking since things have evened out now, that should change. :3 A few weeks ago, I was able to play every night but now I only seem to get the chance once in a few days (between homework, and my sudden picto-spreading issue D8). I'm hoping that once I get a few projects done I'll have more time, and perhaps the installment of Windows 7 in a few weeks might take care of the game issues...maybe.
And feel free to leave in-character comments whenever; as you can see, I've already collected a nice long rainbow of drama through these pages, so it doesn't bother me xD
Zerg: Whooo! xD Thanks
HORK -squeeze'd- Loveyoutoo.
Thanks to you I'm now laughing my ass off. Gracias. :I ALSO: at the resturaunt I just ate at the menu had 'pan-seared fresh tuna' and I lol'd really hard on the inside. c:
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SOMEONE MENTIONED BULLIT TO ME IN ART THIS MORNING I was like 'ololol YES I KNOW WHAT YOU'RE TALKING ABOUT B:' thank you flef for making my day so interesting. C: <3
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HAH. Pan seared tuna sounds
Lol you're welcome. 8D -did nothing- Hooray for weird 60's movies!
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HFJDSFJDSJDSG -GRABBY HANDS FOR TABLET WAYYY OVER AT HER DAD'S HOUSE-
(Whew been awhile since I
Burning down a building sounds like an honorable bit of crime. I had my house burned down once, lots of fun. Sorry to hear about your financial situation Masque! A shame really, governments are all corrupt, feeding off of the fear they hover over everyone's head. And everyone loses their minds when someone does something outside the shittin' box. God forbid.
My friends? Well they're not nearly as pathetic as you babe. -Hands him a small brown bag- Chocolate truffle? -Starts a coughing fit- Christ Masque-- your condition. It's not contageous is it? Haha -worried smile, lights up another cig- that should fix it Bones...
Hmm, I cope well with other women as friends and close friends. I can't stand Mary Sues, but for some reason I'm like a magnet to them. I suppose they see a lot of qualities I have that they never fought to unleash in themselves. And i don't mind having them hang with me. Lynnet was once one, but I've found so many other things about her that seperate her from the sheep she's like my little sister now.
As strange as it may sound, men are the least likely to be my friends. I just like to keep them guessing, playing my little game. They love the flirtatous flame I show them, they're so pathetic some of them. Kids are also attracted to me. I never liked them, but after having my own, everything changed. It's also amusing to watch the kids mother's herd them away from me with watchful eyes, as if I'd steal them away on a cloud of sin. -Eyebrows raise- Can't say I blame them
-takes a drag- I wouldn't want some bitch like me hanging around my kid.
Not the best of role models. -wink-
Ever wanted to get out of the country and see a few places?
Eh. This country blows.
Eh. This country blows. -waves hand discontentedly, smirking- Nah, I don't like chocolate, thanks.
You know I only get along with women too. I have that charm, ya know. -raises eyebrow sarcastically- Ha, well I hardly like anyone. I can't think of any guys I would consider friends...I can't think of any guys that don't piss me off, actually. -laughs- I'll consider myself honored to be a guy who's not on your hit-list- I'm pretty sure you could knock me off, dig a shallow grave, and so on.
Hah. Honestly, if I had a kid, and they wanted to chill with you, I'd be a little nervous too. Then again, if I was caring for a kid, that should be freaking everyone else out. -shakes his head, smirking to himself-
Well, I've definitely been outta this country enough. Wasn't born here, you know; made in Germany. -grins, mimicking Nazi salute- Yeah, I've been to way too many countries, thanks to my travel-freak parents. Let's see; France, England, Italy, Spain, Sweden, Denmark, Brazil, Panama, Russia, India, and god knows there's like ten more. I hated them all. 'Cept Italy- it was alright. I don't really like this country too much...I don't even like this damn city. But I'm in no position to leave, I guess. -shrug-
I know I'm not allowed to ask this. But I've never cared about what I'm allowed to do, so....I wanna know how old you are. -smirk- And I only ask because I like feeling better about my age. -laughs, knowing she'll probably smack him-
Yeah, that charm...
It's not looking too good Masque.
It can't get much worse than this can it? -wink-
Made in Germany huh? They have some bitchin' beer over there. I suppose I can say the same, only I enjoyed just about any place I went. Got in and out of trouble so many times switching countries. I dont think I could go anywhere else, I'd probably get the chair for every person I killed. But, I'm not bragging or anything -watches him as she takes another drag-. Yeah you wouldn't be too much of a problem to knock off would you? Go silently? I like that... -laughs-
Excuse me? You want to know how old I am?
As in years? -sets down cig and uncrosses legs leans in to look at him- You have pretty eyes Masque. -Punches him firmly in the arm- You wouldn't want them shut forever would you now? Asking a lady how old she is...
Well this old bag is 37.
And I'm not lying because if I was, I'd have to break my own fingers. And if I broke my own fingers I wouldn't be able to break yours when you lie.
It's bound to happen.
There, -slaps face- I hope you're happy now. -grin- Feel better damnit.
What am I saying?
So this lady you had your kid with... -exhales smoke though nose- Who was she?
Don't worry 'bout it- plenty
That's about the only thing they're good for. Beer, Jäger, and Heidi Klum. America's beer is like watered-down piss. Shame, really.
-glances at her with a skeptical expression- You're quite the sadist, aren't you? I wouldn't be shocked at all to know you have my murder all planned out.
-cringes after being punched- OW. Christ, woman. I know I deserve that, but I mean really.....-grin- Oh, chill out. You're no worse off than me, anyways. 'Least you got the self-confidence to not lie about your age- I don't have and ounce of that. As long as people will still believe I'm 29, I'll keep pretending it. -rubs his cheek after being smacked- Damn, you've got an arm on you.
-long sigh, rolls his eyes, and mutters- Great. You pick the best topics of discussion, don't you. -grabs the rum and takes a long swig before answering-
Her name was Chanté. Yes, I loved her. Yes, I thought it would work out. She got pregnant, I accused her of cheating on me, I screwed up everything, she left. End of story. -sighs again bitterly- Turns out she probably died- so I've got a daughter out there somewhere with no family, and possibly no home. Aren't I a great parent?
Anyway, I think you should tell me more about your childhood- maybe it'll be more fucked up than mine, ha. Were you a good little girl in school? -grins broadly-
(Swearing kiddies, and holy
Oh cry me a goddamned river, don't flatter your nearly-drunk-self.
Oh please babe, if I wanted to kill you I would have done it the second I walked in the room. Luckily enough for you I saw what a state you were in and decided to make your 'final minutes' happy ones. With one thing I know we both have in common -crosses legs again-. Don't look at me like that you idiot-- alcohol, tobacco and all that jazz. Christ.
You're not too much of a threat to old Bones now anyway. -pokes him with a clawed finger-
Well dispite being brought up in a pampered-proper bullshit private school as a girl, I have always had an arm. Never thought I'd be in the position of someone dumb enough to ask such a stupid question when they're in the most pathetic and vulnerable time of their life, to use it. Learn someting new every day...
Eh, you're younger than me what the hell do I care.
Don't stop now Masque, you have a lot more years to fuck up yet. -smirk-
Chanté. Chaaannnté. Hm -grabs the rum back and takes a long gulp- never heard of her... Sorry to hear that babe, not that you don't already have enough shitty memories to think about, but I don't think you should forget your kid. Just my two cents. Since when have you ever listened to me anyway?
-Takes a long drag off her cig and closes her eyes- Now, this is where you start feeling better about yourself. Parents died directly after I was born, lucky me they were the richest snobs in the country and sent me -in writing- to live full time in a private school for girls. Turns out after learning more about my mother from a few of my teachers she owned the school and had a few back rooms set aside for... dicipline.
Shitty place, been in there more times than I can count. And to think it was practically my mother beating me in that room, if it weren't for her I wouldn't have the heaved scars on my back for my generous visits. -Thinks for a moment- That's a lie, I'd still have some of them, thanks to an interrogation the government so kindly framed me for in later years...
Not that the parents of the girls cared, they were being trained to be "proper". Mind you I say trained and not taught. -Holds up the plams of her hands- See these? -four long scars on each palm scratched their way across her hands- These were given to be by the Head Bitch for writing a romance story in my spare time. I was twelve. And to think, this was the price I had to pay to get my freedom. I'd do it all again...
I escaped twice. The first time as you can imagine I got every thought of escaping beat out of my head, literally until I was unconcious. The second time, they didn't find me. Close to date from my escape, that place burned. -a smile sprouted on her face-
I caught up with my father, whom everyone thought was six feet under with my worthless mother -she turns to spit out the window-, he docked his ship in the town I was staying in, and looked quite nervous seeing the town was crawling with British soldiers, and I knew he'd be leaving in a matter of minutes after the supplys were on-board. This was my chance. I snuck-on board and slept in a barrel of limes for two nights until I was so hungry I couldn't stand it. Mind you I'd been living on the streets. -takes another swig- The Captain-- my father, after the crew had found me, sat me down and told me they were going back to set me off on my way, as they couldn't have a woman aboard their ship. I told him my name, and that was when the bastard remembered... and that was when I was told he was my father.
The story goes on from there but I don't want to watch you doze off, because then your murder would be way to damn easy -wink-.
So, this kid of yours, would you ever want to meet her someday?-promptly hands him a new bottle of rum-
-grins and cynically raises
Well goddamn. You've been dealt a shitty hand, haven't you? Christ, woman. -shakes head- No wonder you're tougher than a goddamn coffin nail. I'll give you props for that history- my childhood was a fuckin' blessing compared to that. I hope you like recounting it too, because that'll trump almost every sob story you'll hear. -chuckles-
Ah, shit. -sighs irritably before draining another glass- You're lucky I'm trashed enough to even be talking about this. Yeah. I want to find her- can't think of many things I want more than that, actually. I know jack shit about kids and don't care about most of 'em, but still, she's my daughter, you know? Anyway, it's not gonna happen. I don't even know what she looks like, I don't know where to begin looking for her. Doubt she'd want anything to do with me anyway.
-clears throat-
So, while we're digging deep into the minutia of each other's personal lives, why don't you tell me about the men you haven't slaughtered upon first glance? Any past lovers I'd like to hear about? What makes a guy tolerable enough to have a kid with?
Sad really, I could sit in a
"Tougher than a goddamned coffin nail" -she turns the words around in her mouth, taps her finger on her glass and nods slowly- I like that Masque. A lot. -laughs- Well, I've pretty much preached it to any sad bastard to make them feel better about themselves. That was the worst of my history anyway. The rest of it was me having fun and paying the consequences, having fun escaping death and never learning. Like most, of course.
Yeah babe, try getting back up on your feet after that shit. -Takes his glass away from him and hands him the half-empty bottle- There. A bottle each you buzzed bastard...
-nods thoughtfully- I'm glad to hear you want to see your kid. And I know how you feel, but that shouldn't keep you from looking for her, regardless of what she may think of you. The longer you wait, the wost it's going to get... for both of you. She's probably young enough now she wouldn't really care, she'd probably just be glad to know she still has a parent...
Sort of like the deal with my father, really.
What the fuck-- Masque... babe. What was the reason I came here with drink again? To dig deeper into your personal life and uproot it out of you so I could use it to my advantage of course
-smug smile and a wink-
Oh, give me a second. -stands up and takes her coat off finally, she takes off a spare leather strap around her waste that holds two pistols and a knife and sets it down on the bed heavily- Oh, I thought there was something poking me in the backside. -Reaches in her coats deep pocket and pulled out a sawed-off shotgun, then sits back down-... What? You didn't think I'd come here unprotected did you? -tosses it to him uncaring then sits down taking a long drag- Nice huh? -shoots him a warning glare which is slowly followed by a half smile-
Well, where to begin.
I'll say this now because I know we have this in common. Most of my relationships were one-night-stands, as you can imagine. I don't do well with constant relationships. Men always fuck them up. Though I suppose I wasn't exactly a walk in the goddamned park either.
But there was one who caught my eye, and apparently I caught his too.
Jamie... -sighs and takes a swig out of the rum bottle, her face is beginning to turn pink- Not much to say, tall dark, handsome... lethal. I had the most feared captain wrapped around my finger. Attempted to have a kid, didn't work out. Everything went downhill from there.
He dissapeared after a mission he went on.
Later found he was killed by his own crew.
That was when I lost my sanity -looks up, hair slightly a mess, she looked the part- And killed anything that didn't smell right to me, including the majority of his crew by burning the ship live on the water...
They called me a pirate. But really I sided with no one but myself and my crew, never to really love again... Virgil is another thing of course-- that is a complicated situation. I love him enough to have a kid, but not to go steady. I felt like it was my time to redeem my past child, and he's a good friend anyway....
Since I don't have any parents anymore, tell me what happened to yours and who they were. Yeah yeah I know you'll probably whine about it. It's not like I'm going to throw it back in your face someday. -wink-
-nods and takes the bottle
I gave it a shot a few years ago. Finding her, I mean. All I've got is a name and date of birth, apparently that's not enough to track down a minor. -shrugs defeatedly- It might just be a lost cause. I guess I could try again sometime....
-watches her warily while she lays out her weapons- How many people do you have out to get you? For god's sake, Bones. -laughs, mostly from the alcohol- I mean, I carry a six-shooter, but goddamn you're just locked and loaded, huh? -inspects the shotgun, still shooting her inquisitive glances-
Yeah, you're right about that. Men do a lot of the fucking-up when it comes to relationships. Guilty as charged, ha. I take it you're into the hardass type- what with your background and all that. Well I guess we've both had our share of failed connections. -watches her curiously- It sucks letting it get to you, but hey I know how it is. -gives her a pat on the shoulder- You haven't done too bad for yourself, babe. Fuck all these guys who can't appreciate a real woman, they don't know what's god for 'em. Hell, if I'm lucky enough to end up with a girl like T, then you're sure as shit still in the game if you wanted to be. But, you seem more of an independent anyway. -grins- I say you pick a dude and just make him your bitch. -laughs again-
God, you really want to piss me off, don't you. -rolls eyes- I'm not gonna cry about how much my daddy never loved me and all that shit, but hey, you asked. -smirk- Basically, I may as well have not even existed to them. They'd shower my goddamn brother with love and affection, and not give a fuck about me. It's an awesome feeling. -takes another long drink- You know why I was such a pain in the ass? Well, because the only time they acknowledged me was when they punishing me for getting in trouble. So, as pathetic as it is, I ran around and raised as much hell as I could, just so they'd pay attention to me. That stopped working eventually, they just gave up and let me do whatever the fuck I wanted without consequences. They routinely ignored me, forgot my birthday and shit, left me at school more than once. Stuff like that. They're still around, I know that much, they just pretend they've only got one little perfect son. You can ask Fled if you don't believe me. -smirks, although still irritable at the thought of his parents-
I've given you a whole lot of shit to throw back at me someday, hun, you ought'a be thankful. You could blackmail my ass into next year if you wanted to. I need some of the nitty gritty about yourself before we call it even- are ya total hardass or are you going to admit to something that scares the hell outta you?
As I said babe, life's too
You don't want to know how many are after me, but all of them are a bunch o' old dogs, they don' care about getting revenge for their dead friends anymore. -looks at him again and grabs the sawed-off from Masque and tosses it between her two hands, nearly dropping it the second time around then sat back down-. Not for you.
Ah, sorry to hear 'bout that babe. Parents -shakes her head slowly, her chin in her neck... pauses for a moment... opens her eyes and blinks again-, parents! They are a pain the the ass right they are! Mm, never seem to die fast enoug' either. Not for me anyway. -thinks for a moment, remembering her parents died when she was young then throws him a shit-eating grin- Shut up.
Well I'm glad you think I'm a real woman Masque. I try, and fail miserably at it sometimes. As we said before, we need more women like T around here. Consider yourself lucky to have a treasure like 'er Masque. Eeh, I was out of the game years ago after Jamie. -slams her fist on the table making all the bottles, cards and other random shit give a hop before she calls out- Yer damn righ' you are! I'm a independant woman, I am! Don't need no man in my life.
Wha' scares the shit outta me. -taps her clawed finger on her chin and thinks for a moment- Not much babe. -is quiet for a moment- Alrigh' alright you damn fool. But I'm still a hardass -wink-
Spiders-- bugs. Pretty predictable huh? Can't stand dem lil fuckers. Had a bad experience with them as a kid. And heights-- although I'm not too bad with them anymore. Been in the crow's nest too much in my earlier years. But bugs -gives a shudder-, I wont let one get within five feet o' me, I'd put a fuckin' hole in my foot before I let one crawl on me. The only girly side of me I have left I'm 'fraid. Not prou' of it either. So shut up about it -clasps the gun in her hands tighter- Haha, nah I'm only kiddin' boy. But seriously. Shut up about it.
Eh, I've worked with less-- I mean. Ooooh shit you already know everything about me -waves her hand as if fanning a foul smelling odor away from her- migh' as well hear some of my past... hobbies. Lets see. In order from first jobs to the present.
Stundent in a bullshi' school.
-closes her eyes and spits them all out like they would burn her tongue-
Beggar.
Sailor.
Captain.
Bar-maid.
Tattoo artist.
Pirate.
Hitman.
-opens her mouth to say the next list than catches herself with a squint of the eyes, seeming to forget herself, then looked at him-
Yeah that's as much as you -points a heavy finger at him- need to know for now. Hitman is the key, what didn't you catch onto what I was gettin' at Masque? You stupid bastard. With a name and age I can track down just abou' anyone. An' I ain't saying tha' because I'm fuckin' drunker than a sailor. Nope, uh uh. No ego here. -takes a drag of the cig and sputters a bit before getting her posture back, sits up straight and manages to pull off looking somewhat sober- I bet I can find your kid for you. What do you say...? -takes another sly drag off her cig and looks at him with dark eyes the smoke raises to the ceiling as she lets it out with an exhale. She crosses her legs once more as a half grin sprouts on her face-
Mmhm. You got that right.
Mmhm. You got that right. -laughs drunkenly and shakes his head, feeling buzzed, and jumps backward when she slams her fist on the table-
Hah, chill out, you psycho. -chuckles again and lights another cigarette-
Spiders, huh? Nice. -grins widely and points- You've got one in your hair, by the way. -prepares to be slapped again- I ain't too partial to 'em either. Hah, when I was a kid, I used to catch spiders and shit and bring 'em into the house. Usually threw 'em at my brother. -laughs uncontrollably at the memories- It's more fun than you'd think. [i]Alright,/i] alright, I won't go blabbing about it. -raises hands in surrender- Better not shoot me, ya creep.
Mmhm. Hitman, really? I believe it. -looks at her inquisitively- 'S that right? I dunno...might be a total waste of your time. -takes drag and sighs- You know, I even have a restraining order against the girl. Yeah. My ex managed to fit that in right before she fuckin' disappeared completely. Thinks I'd actually track 'em down and beat the shit out of them both. -shakes head- I've never hit her, that restraining order is a load of bullshit. Anyway.
You think you can find her? I mean- shit- if you did, you have no idea how happy that'd make me. Wouldn't be able to ask for any more than that. Hey- if you find her, I'll pay you just about anything I have to my goddamn name, seriously. Fuck the courts, I don't give a damn if I'm not allowed to see my own fucking daughter.
I don't know much about her. Her last name is Des Rameux, she was born in December, '98. Last I heard, they were both in Brooklyn. I don't even know what she looks like...you think you can find her off of that?