✖ IC CONTACT #1

[silverking]

Well?

You're here because you have something to say, so... out with it.

Comments

Well, in that case... let me go with you. ^_^

[silverking]

Perhaps.

Although, it could also mean that I'm the one that can save you from ruination.

.... that's okay. I know where it is. .../slinks

[priscilla]

I wonder if we'd even agree on which is which.

[A shaky little sigh.]

But. That's why I'm afraid of you.

I don't think you're going to hurt me. And I do believe you, most of the time. At least I do now.

You've been very... demonstrative.

Nonsense. I'll escort you.

[silverking]

I suppose that I can only hope your fear will fade in time.

Perhaps... if you're ever ready.

.... /runs for the door

[priscilla]

Well. I got used to your yoki. ...mostly. I guess anything is possible.

[Hey, it's a joke. Sort of.]

But, Isley. Your nature, it's... It's not that I think it necessarily makes you awful. [...then again, she isn't saying he isn't awful, either.]

But the things you need to do. They're part of what you are.

/gives chase, because ooooh the chase is so much fun~

[silverking]

[ He knew that sooner or later this would be called into question. He had hoped it would be later, but as usual, luck is not on his side. ]

I can control my needs.

ahsbdbad OH MY GOD, I JUST WANTED THERAPY!!

[priscilla]

[...well! She's been trying not to think about it too much. But that joke.]

[She bites her bottom lip.]

Can you? Really?

[It's not that's skeptical. It's just that...]

[Well, okay she's skeptical.]

[In fact.]

Maybe. But not forever. And you would lose a lot, too... wouldn't you? Become weak.

[A little breath.]

Luciela told me.

And I don't want that, either. I don't want you weakened, because then they'll kill you. But I can't just say I don't want you to be weak, because then what am I saying? What am I hoping for? I don't want you hurting anyone either.

And here I am offering you the whole package... *leer*

[silverking]

Well, it's neither here nor there right now... not something to worry too much about. You have more than enough concerning you at the present, anyway.

.... >.> you just wanna eat me!

[priscilla]

But I'm always worrying about it. It's not like I ever forgot what you are. Or what the me you knew was. That's why I always say--

[She stops talking, because she needs to calm the hell down. And she hugs her knees, digs her fingers into her calves.]

Maybe you're right. I mean... about the time.