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From:

sancrimony

Yes, I think that would be for the best. Please, remain that way.

Edited Date: 2020-08-29 07:20 am (UTC)

From:

innerdaemons

-- ah.

That is where you found me, then. He can be quite underhanded, you know.

From:

sancrimony

It seems warranted to me, with you hitting below the belt first.

Edited Date: 2020-08-29 07:27 am (UTC)

From:

innerdaemons

Did I truly?

He offered himself to me, if you were not aware. He thought it best, over the thought I may harm one of you instead.

[ a beat, as he goes to pick up one of the fresh uniforms. ]

Is that a familiar thought to you?

From:

sancrimony

[ keeping himself closer to the chainsaw, wary ]

I'm certainly familiar with that kind of thinking, that would take advantage of a person's desire to protect. Though, despite your efforts, it seems you did not come out it unscathed.

Are you satisfied with your work?

From:

innerdaemons

I am, yes.

Though it is a pity I could not see him in the aftermath. Tell me - - is he the sort to cry? Or did he do his best to be strong and silent even when you encountered him?

From:

sancrimony

[ . . . . . . . ........ smiles! ]

Mmm, I wonder? I'm afraid you'll have to use your own imagination, for that.

From:

innerdaemons

I suppose I can arrive at my own conclusions.

[ his shoulders lift; ]

You seem a tad... Bothered.

From:

sancrimony

. . . I'd just like to know one thing.

Why, did you choose to do that to him?

From:

innerdaemons

[ his arms lift ]

Do you not believe it was more than he deserved? As such a lowly being.

From:

sancrimony

If his station is so lowly to you, I am sure it would only be a chore to pay as much attention to him as you did.

From:

innerdaemons

A chore? Oh no. For bottom-feeders like himself, how I treated him is the one of the few ways they can be of some value!

A toy, or more accurately -- flesh for my consumption.

From:

sancrimony

[ his expression shifts—there is recognition in those words that he cannot hide, and he does not feign surprise; instead, he stares with a cold disgust, as though he's just now decided that whatever is in front of him has no worth or value, as though absinthe himself deserves nothing but disgust. ]

You wretched and most foul serpent.

From:

innerdaemons

[ his smile splits wider, as if with realization, and he takes a few steps towards Lucifel -- arms spread wide as if inviting. ]

Come now. There's no reason to be rude.

From:

sancrimony

[ his hand pulls from the chainsaw, leaving it there and going for something in his jacket pocket. he does not step back. ]

I don't believe I've said anything untrue.

From:

innerdaemons

Is it jealousy, I wonder? Do you miss my attention so ... ?

From:

sancrimony

[ —his lip curls ]

I do not remember, I'm afraid.

From:

innerdaemons

Regret, then -- that you were not able to protect him?

From:

sancrimony

It is disgust, and anger, that you would take advantage of his love for me.

From:

innerdaemons

Can I be blamed when he made it so simple?

From:

sancrimony

It is equally simple—and less effort—to forego doing something like that entirely.

[ it is LITERALLY ZERO POINTS TO MIND YOUR OWN BUSINESS ABSINTHE ]