[ it doesn't take long for her to respond to his call, she had half a mind to make him wait! but alas, she's an impatient little lady and thus she responds promptly. a flick of the tail and a hand on her hip, she has arrived. ]
[ Thankfully he resists the urge to make comments, at least ones that would annoy her, mind you. He had chosen his room for this even if it's a freshly cleaned jail cell courtesy of him being him with where he always feels chained down to no matter how long it's been in life for that. ]
Alas, I knew you were impatient enough already, ma petite noisette.
[ He doesn't have a reason to lie to her in the first place. ]
If that was my intention I could have easily ignored them. [ Not that he hasn't ignored random misfires before, though there was a certain incident with a certain love goddess that he decided to terrorize instead. ]
[ What a odd woman. Impatient and demanding, pressing a man who has felt simply hate in his body for the longest of times... how strange she is, he does not react beneath that hat of his when she takes his necktie by the hand to force him down. He's not moving, not showing, simply staring as she speaks without a single hint of giving away the emotions he feels and always will feel.
He is meant to burn himself into death and more, that was that, she drags him forward without a care in the world nearly. ]
...far better than having to be locked in a meeting with Moriarty whenever what I want most is before me.
[ Curse that stupid detective for thrusting that role on him before and after... ]
[ A hard to satisfy woman she is, she pulls on his necktie to empathize she is impatient for the correct answer. It's a trait of hers, if she likes you then you're stuck with her until you pass. So whether it's by his own hands or another, he will not be rid of her for now.
She'll even meet him in Hell. Wouldn't that be nice? ]
I asked what you're feeling. I want specifics, Edmond Dantes.
[ A click of his tongue is given in response, specifics, she wants those then whenever putting it to words is not always something he finds himself interested in. He'll never be rid of her, he realizes, but the thought makes it far more comfortable than the idea of going back to Hell alone where he'd be right back at home and surrounded by what he did for his revenge.
So he thinks, pauses and stares down at her in his silence. One of the rarer times he acts on thought instead of saying it once he uses her keeping him dragged down to kiss her. Maybe not in words but in doing can be another thing for him. ]
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[ it doesn't take long for her to respond to his call, she had half a mind to make him wait! but alas, she's an impatient little lady and thus she responds promptly.
a flick of the tail and a hand on her hip, she has arrived. ]
You sure know how to make a woman wait, count.
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Alas, I knew you were impatient enough already, ma petite noisette.
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So. [ once more, this question will arise. ]
Did you really enjoy the nudes? Or were you bluffing?
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[ He doesn't have a reason to lie to her in the first place. ]
If that was my intention I could have easily ignored them. [ Not that he hasn't ignored random misfires before, though there was a certain incident with a certain love goddess that he decided to terrorize instead. ]
So no, I was not bluffing, I was serious.
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[ she's closing the distance between them, fingers grabbing onto his necktie to make him look at her properly. ]
Tell me, Count.
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He is meant to burn himself into death and more, that was that, she drags him forward without a care in the world nearly. ]
...far better than having to be locked in a meeting with Moriarty whenever what I want most is before me.
[ Curse that stupid detective for thrusting that role on him before and after... ]
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[ A hard to satisfy woman she is, she pulls on his necktie to empathize she is impatient for the correct answer. It's a trait of hers, if she likes you then you're stuck with her until you pass. So whether it's by his own hands or another, he will not be rid of her for now.
She'll even meet him in Hell. Wouldn't that be nice? ]
I asked what you're feeling. I want specifics, Edmond Dantes.
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So he thinks, pauses and stares down at her in his silence. One of the rarer times he acts on thought instead of saying it once he uses her keeping him dragged down to kiss her. Maybe not in words but in doing can be another thing for him. ]