The countless hours of work they did—the countless times we were scorned, made animals to jeer at, the countless number of people who simply tried to live, only to lose their lives because—what?
Just what differentiates us? The feet we've had to kiss, the times we've had to bow—not for any favor, but simply to be allowed to exist—
Just what makes you different? Just how did we ask for too much?
If only I could spread my scourge here as I did at home. I can only imagine how much of a relief it would be with you -- to be plagued with these thoughts, those memories.
It would be far preferable to lose yourself, wouldn't it? To mindless bloodthirst, only heeding my call.
. . . Nothing at all—I only wanted to hear you say with your own words that you are a liar.
[ abruptly stopping, or rather changing direction, revving the chainsaw with one hand and swinging it up at him (i rolled a 0 at first and then a 5 so you are free to either take the hit or ignore the roll and do whatever idk he could just at cutting him whatsoever. secret passages are probably narrow) ]
[ he stumbles back JUST IN TIME!! to avoid that initial swing, with a low "tut" ]
At least I am honest in my intentions.
[ this is danger against a man with a chainsaw but he's trying to sweep his foot at Lucifel's, at least unbalance him enough he can step forward himself more securely, knife in hand ]
[ he is "jabbed" -- unfortunately a jab with a chainsaw is not really a friendly thing and it digs in through cloth and flesh; with a hiss he stays close but tries to drive the knife down into Lucifel's arm or hand holding the chainsaw ]
[ trying to keep this here means he is definitely stabbed in the arm, and he winces, letting go of the chainsaw but also just trying to fucking kick it into absinthe, or perhaps knock him down with it ]
[ the latter happens -- and honestly his stumbling is more an effort to get away from the chainsaw as it lands with him though part of it still lands on his own arm, still whirring, and he hisses as he jerks it away ]
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Re: LAUNDRY
Date: 2020-08-30 12:45 am (UTC)Of course. This would be bringing up unpleasant memories for you, hmm? You would be quite used to being treated as the vermin you are.
Re: LAUNDRY
Date: 2020-08-30 12:59 am (UTC)Just what differentiates us? The feet we've had to kiss, the times we've had to bow—not for any favor, but simply to be allowed to exist—
Just what makes you different? Just how did we ask for too much?
Re: LAUNDRY
Date: 2020-08-30 01:03 am (UTC)If only I could spread my scourge here as I did at home. I can only imagine how much of a relief it would be with you -- to be plagued with these thoughts, those memories.
It would be far preferable to lose yourself, wouldn't it? To mindless bloodthirst, only heeding my call.
Re: LAUNDRY
Date: 2020-08-30 01:45 am (UTC)You demon!
Re: LAUNDRY
Date: 2020-08-30 01:46 am (UTC)The thought does not tempt you in the slightest?
Re: LAUNDRY
Date: 2020-08-30 01:58 am (UTC)No.
Re: LAUNDRY
Date: 2020-08-30 02:30 am (UTC)Re: LAUNDRY
Date: 2020-08-30 02:32 am (UTC)Re: LAUNDRY
Date: 2020-08-30 02:36 am (UTC)Oh, not for many, many years. Millennia.
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Date: 2020-08-30 02:38 am (UTC)Re: LAUNDRY
Date: 2020-08-30 02:44 am (UTC)Re: LAUNDRY
Date: 2020-08-30 02:46 am (UTC)bites his tongue for a moment, trying to keep his cool—and he bites out, ]
. . . Then it seems I've wasted my time.
[ with that, he's picking up the chainsaw—but he's retreating, rather than moving forward, trying to get to the secret passage. abandon ship ]
Re: LAUNDRY
Date: 2020-08-30 02:52 am (UTC)[ he's taking out a knife and moving to TRY TO FOLLOW, going through the secret passage if he needs to. ]
Re: LAUNDRY
Date: 2020-08-30 02:56 am (UTC)[ picking up the pace, stepping further into the passage, go away shoo ]
Re: LAUNDRY
Date: 2020-08-30 03:41 am (UTC)[ ALSO, PICKS UP THE PACE, sorry Lucifel, ]
Re: LAUNDRY
Date: 2020-08-30 03:45 am (UTC)Besides that, will you not at least grant Thancred-san his due? Did you not do what you did to him, with the promise of leaving me alone?
Re: LAUNDRY
Date: 2020-08-30 06:04 am (UTC)What made you believe I was serious?
Re: LAUNDRY
Date: 2020-08-30 06:07 am (UTC)[ abruptly stopping, or rather changing direction, revving the chainsaw with one hand and swinging it up at him (i rolled a 0 at first and then a 5 so you are free to either take the hit or ignore the roll and do whatever idk he could just at cutting him whatsoever. secret passages are probably narrow) ]
Re: LAUNDRY
Date: 2020-08-30 06:11 am (UTC)At least I am honest in my intentions.
[ this is danger against a man with a chainsaw but he's trying to sweep his foot at Lucifel's, at least unbalance him enough he can step forward himself more securely, knife in hand ]
Re: LAUNDRY
Date: 2020-08-30 06:12 am (UTC)[ pressing himself to the wall to keep himself balanced when he nearly does trip, and he's trying to jab the chainsaw at him, fuck you ]
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Date: 2020-08-30 06:13 am (UTC)Re: LAUNDRY
Date: 2020-08-30 06:14 am (UTC)Re: LAUNDRY
Date: 2020-08-30 06:20 am (UTC)Re: LAUNDRY
Date: 2020-08-30 06:21 am (UTC)HOPE U FALL ON THAT CHAINSAW AND DIE ]
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Date: 2020-08-30 06:39 am (UTC)Re: LAUNDRY
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