Temper Tantrum
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writing_shadowsPartly prompted by the upcoming scene over dinner with V, MC, R and V's Uncle, which has got my rp brain swimming overtime and partly because of an earlier post about Venice, hope its enjoyed
She was sick of being caught off guard. She flung another glass at the wall, Astrea had gone to Inverness and Nyght had gone home to the cottage. Fuck Rex and Fuck Moorcroft and most of all Fuck Venice.
A little voice poked at her mind. But you really didn't mean to mess up Venices life.
It had all seemed so simple when Venices Uncle had walked directly up to her and asked if she knew Venice, she had smiled and nodded and been polite, and when he'd asked after Venice's new beau, well that had floored her. He had asked for her opinon of Moorcroft and she hadn't lied to the man, Moorcroft was besotted with the Girl, Moorcroft would like nothing better than to settle down and play weird happy families with the woman who cared so much for him that she'd figured setting him up with Nyght was a good plan. ok so she'd left out that last part, but he really had asked first. And Venice's reaction well that was unexpected, the girl looked like she was going to cry. She'd accepted the dinner invitation because the thought of watching Venice squirm uncomfortably had seemed like a great plan. Seeing Venice's suffering however hadn't sat easy in her mind and she thought about calling the whole thing off and then Rex was invited too and suddenly he needed Nyght there for support. This had all become too complex too quickly.
So now Nyght threw things into mirrors and trashed glasses against the stone walls.
And then that voice was back, so what are you going to do about it.
Nothing, she argued with herself, she's mean and spiteful and let her believe it's some kind of plan, let her believe that I am that nasty and horrid, I want her to believe I'm that evil.
The voice argued back, you can be hard and you can be cruel but you've never tortured anyone and I really doubt you're about to start now.
What would you know, she pulled her hair back and tied it up so it was out of her way. She grabbed the 2 daggers from the fireplace and swept out of the room to the hollow entrance out the back.
She hacked and slashed at the target dummy in the training room letting the rage pass through her. As her energy was spent she sank to the floor and leaned on the dummy. I wonder if I can fix it she thought, is it possible to give the vile parrot a happy ending anyway, I can always try I guess.
She was sick of being caught off guard. She flung another glass at the wall, Astrea had gone to Inverness and Nyght had gone home to the cottage. Fuck Rex and Fuck Moorcroft and most of all Fuck Venice.
A little voice poked at her mind. But you really didn't mean to mess up Venices life.
It had all seemed so simple when Venices Uncle had walked directly up to her and asked if she knew Venice, she had smiled and nodded and been polite, and when he'd asked after Venice's new beau, well that had floored her. He had asked for her opinon of Moorcroft and she hadn't lied to the man, Moorcroft was besotted with the Girl, Moorcroft would like nothing better than to settle down and play weird happy families with the woman who cared so much for him that she'd figured setting him up with Nyght was a good plan. ok so she'd left out that last part, but he really had asked first. And Venice's reaction well that was unexpected, the girl looked like she was going to cry. She'd accepted the dinner invitation because the thought of watching Venice squirm uncomfortably had seemed like a great plan. Seeing Venice's suffering however hadn't sat easy in her mind and she thought about calling the whole thing off and then Rex was invited too and suddenly he needed Nyght there for support. This had all become too complex too quickly.
So now Nyght threw things into mirrors and trashed glasses against the stone walls.
And then that voice was back, so what are you going to do about it.
Nothing, she argued with herself, she's mean and spiteful and let her believe it's some kind of plan, let her believe that I am that nasty and horrid, I want her to believe I'm that evil.
The voice argued back, you can be hard and you can be cruel but you've never tortured anyone and I really doubt you're about to start now.
What would you know, she pulled her hair back and tied it up so it was out of her way. She grabbed the 2 daggers from the fireplace and swept out of the room to the hollow entrance out the back.
She hacked and slashed at the target dummy in the training room letting the rage pass through her. As her energy was spent she sank to the floor and leaned on the dummy. I wonder if I can fix it she thought, is it possible to give the vile parrot a happy ending anyway, I can always try I guess.
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