New Wounds, Old Scars
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writing_shadows((OOC: Please bear in mind that these are the rambling of someone on low Clarity and what resemblance they have to reality is sketchy at best. Of course this is also OOC knowledge, but just a reminder that the character is not exactly stable... Thanks to Rob for the brief, but awesome, incident that led to this piece :) ))
Her side was aching where Sokol had plunged his knife in the night before and her temper was fraying now she had left the gathering and no one could see her reactions. One hand kept straying to the hilt of the pair of wicked keris knives that she wore, the urge to hurt someone just to work out her anger was rising but this was not the time for carelessness so she kept pulling her hand back.
Part of her wanted to find where he was sleeping and go and slit his throat, but a lingering voice was ringing in her ears and staying her hand, despite all that had passed she found she was afraid of following her own desires, the dead could still hear and see after all.
***
"I am going to kill him, I am going to put this blade through his throat and laugh while I watch him bleed!" A hand grabbed her arm and spun her about, Velvet turned to see a look of what seemed to be fear in Silk's eyes.
"No, please... I don’t want that. You once said you would do anything for me, so do this. Promise me that unless your life is in danger from him you will not harm him."
Velvet paused for a moment, her face conflicted, "I'm not bound by promises, no more than you are. What makes you think I would keep such a promise?"
"Because I am asking you to and I trust you." Those dark eyes started into hers, determined and almost begging and Velvet felt her resistance crumbled as it always did before her requests.
"Fine, you have my word. But if he hurts you... nothing will stay my hand from burying this blade in his heart and cutting it from him." Velvet stroked Silk's too smooth cheek briefly, the look of almost naked longing too difficult for her to hide. Without another word she pulled her hand away sharply and turned and walked away.
***
"He broke his word, why then am I still staying my own hand if he will not stay his?" She sat down, toying idly with one of her knives and mostly staring off into space as though that would erase the memories that welled up and destroyed her piece of mind. Even after all these years there was an ache that would not leave her.
Feeling a warm patter on her leg she looked down to realise that she had been idly carving Silk's name into her arm. She laughed coldly and put the knife down, running her fingers through her fake hair.
"After all this damn time, you imprison me more than my Keeper ever did. Very well, he gets that one for free, but all bets are off if he does it again. Even your disapproval won't help him then."
There was almost a sighing sound on the wind and Velvet put her knives away, it was time to head back to Dunasheen and see what the changing of the Season might bring her.
Her side was aching where Sokol had plunged his knife in the night before and her temper was fraying now she had left the gathering and no one could see her reactions. One hand kept straying to the hilt of the pair of wicked keris knives that she wore, the urge to hurt someone just to work out her anger was rising but this was not the time for carelessness so she kept pulling her hand back.
Part of her wanted to find where he was sleeping and go and slit his throat, but a lingering voice was ringing in her ears and staying her hand, despite all that had passed she found she was afraid of following her own desires, the dead could still hear and see after all.
"I am going to kill him, I am going to put this blade through his throat and laugh while I watch him bleed!" A hand grabbed her arm and spun her about, Velvet turned to see a look of what seemed to be fear in Silk's eyes.
"No, please... I don’t want that. You once said you would do anything for me, so do this. Promise me that unless your life is in danger from him you will not harm him."
Velvet paused for a moment, her face conflicted, "I'm not bound by promises, no more than you are. What makes you think I would keep such a promise?"
"Because I am asking you to and I trust you." Those dark eyes started into hers, determined and almost begging and Velvet felt her resistance crumbled as it always did before her requests.
"Fine, you have my word. But if he hurts you... nothing will stay my hand from burying this blade in his heart and cutting it from him." Velvet stroked Silk's too smooth cheek briefly, the look of almost naked longing too difficult for her to hide. Without another word she pulled her hand away sharply and turned and walked away.
"He broke his word, why then am I still staying my own hand if he will not stay his?" She sat down, toying idly with one of her knives and mostly staring off into space as though that would erase the memories that welled up and destroyed her piece of mind. Even after all these years there was an ache that would not leave her.
Feeling a warm patter on her leg she looked down to realise that she had been idly carving Silk's name into her arm. She laughed coldly and put the knife down, running her fingers through her fake hair.
"After all this damn time, you imprison me more than my Keeper ever did. Very well, he gets that one for free, but all bets are off if he does it again. Even your disapproval won't help him then."
There was almost a sighing sound on the wind and Velvet put her knives away, it was time to head back to Dunasheen and see what the changing of the Season might bring her.
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Date: 2009-02-03 04:27 pm (UTC)I don't have any other characters with such low morality, but I don't mind it so much in Lost (I do tend towards nice characters) because it can be a lot to do with crazy and being broken.
No one has actually tried to make her better yet, I shall see if anyone tries as the game progresses :)