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Post by Kevala Badoer on Jan 25, 2012 4:53:55 GMT -8
Her irritation only seemed to increase as he continued to speak, the mention of him being a good father was enough to make her scoff as she shook her head and rolled her eyes, not even trying to hide her disbelief in those words.
But before she could call him out on yet another bullshit lie, he chose to rephrase his words, though as he spoke she found that they too were not entirely clear of all the bullshit. A little sigh passing her lips as she took a stood her ground. Noting the slight advance toward her, hard to miss due to his large size...but not about to step back. Far too stubborn to allow for him to cause her to lose ground.
"It sounds like some reason you came up with off the top of your head. Plausible perhaps, though I have to ask what you are so curious about. I know you Brother, so do not pretend that I am a fool...."
She was no fool. He was not here just to pop in and say hi. Sure, she doubted that he was here for anything to do with her or their "spawn" as he so delicately put it, and for all she knew his asking about such could simply be something he felt he had to do. But she was a tad bit paranoid, so therefore she acted cautiously.
Taking a step forward, she tilted her head upward, her arms once more folding over her chest as she met his gaze, just as stubborn and determined as ever, but then, she was like him in many ways...
"Cut the shit Katsu. I do not wish to play your little game. If you wish for something then by all means spit it out."
A slight quirk of her brow, head tilting just a bit. One corner of her lips slightly upturned into a grin. He had always been such a pain in the ass, and always such a challenge, but it had its perks at times. If nothing else, it did seem to amuse her from time to time.
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Post by Katsuri Katashi on Jan 25, 2012 5:07:25 GMT -8
"You misunderstand my intentions. "
As she stepped forwards he looked down at her, brow still furrowed, nice and high in that perfect arch. She was as stubborn as ever.. he liked that. Still, her assessment of his curiousity? Wrong.
"I am interested in my spawn for the reason I told you. Curiousity. Questions.. as it were. How big? Do they show Katashi traits? Where are they? Are they safe? Et cet era, et cet era."
That final set said with the motion of his hand being removed from his pocket and twirled about in a rather sarcastic motion, but that tone was anything but. He glanced her over again and would have let the same hand that had been in his pocket and was now out in the air clamp down around her neck, not tight enough to do any damage, but just tight enough she'd have felt it binding down on her.
"Whats more is you seem to have lost none of your fire... so I guess you could add that to the list of things on a growing list of reasons for why I am back... including this war zone."
What it turned into, however, was something entirely different, he had no idea what the ruling powers were here anymore, the system was not as defined as it had once been, instead he was left guessing on what goons to crush.. and thus the first thought was to crush the lot of them.
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Post by Kevala Badoer on Jan 25, 2012 5:25:13 GMT -8
She did not move away, even though she should have. She knew better than to get too close to him and yet she was not one to let him push her around. Even though he could do so physically with little effort at all. No, she was not about to let his words push her around or the sheer overpowering presence of him.
"If you must know, they are fine. Both of them have their own unique personalities, as is to be expected, and from what I can tell there are hints of the Katashi traits within them, though honestly they are still too young to be sure how far and how deep those traits run."
It was then, before she could continue on with some other snippy, snide, remark that she felt his hand clamp about her throat, those flecks of crimson sparking to life within her tranquil blue gaze, growing darker with each passing moment. Yet she fought to not tense up, to not let her memories rule her actions here and now.
"No, I have not lost any of my "fire" as you so put it. Still just as much a bitch as I ever was. Though what that would have to do with you reasons for coming back I have no clue. Again I point out, that I was not enough to make you stay, therefore nothing about me should be reason for your return."
Her hands lowering to her sides, though no attempt to jerk away from his touch. She knew him well enough to know that it would be a pointless effort and she also knew that if she tried and failed her panic would rise and things could go very badly. So for now, she stayed put...eyes never wavering from his own.
"I am sure one of your many whores that still lurks around this city would be overjoyed to see you. Perhaps they would buy into themselves being a reason for your sudden appearance after so long."
Oh yes, she was just as spiteful and snappy with her words as ever. Though even as she spoke them, she knew they did little to bother him. If anything they just provoked his desire to keep "playing" all the more.
And people wondered where she got it from....
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Post by Katsuri Katashi on Jan 25, 2012 5:43:38 GMT -8
"You continue falling back on that, as if somehow anyone would be capable of keeping me in one place."
Said as he shook his head at her a little disappointed honestly, as she seemed to have completely missed the point. Those eyes were locked on hers, refusing to move as he clamped a little tighter on her throat, just on the verge of cutting off air but not crossing that threshold.
"You should know this.. know me that is.. better then anyone dear sister. Besides. What use would I be here in this place when I was a frail mind ravaged nothing?"
Question posed, he gave her just a moment but tightened the grip enough to ensure she made no reply before loosening it up once more and continued,
"None."
Thumb climbed up under her chin, pressing into the underside of it, keeping itself in place to keep her face tilted up towards his own. He was amused by this situation, but it.. well. It had undertones to it that Katsuri did not enjoy nearly as much.
"So say what you will dear sister, and I am sure you will, but I will continue to do as I please... just as you do."
A bit of an understatement in his regard? Perhaps. Katsuri had no focus in life, no goals other then do do whatever pleased him at any given moment.. flights of fancy, a proper definition for the man.
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Post by Kevala Badoer on Jan 25, 2012 5:55:05 GMT -8
"You misunderstand my words Katsu...I never, for one moment have thought that anyone could keep you in one place. You are far too self absorbed in your own wants and desires to care about those around you or how you hurt them."
She was a bitch. Never once did she deny it. Perhaps more so than when he last saw her, but then, things had changed in her life and she had changed along with them. Yet as she felt that grip tighten about her throat, even if it was just a little, she felt her body once more begin to tense up.
This was a situation she was not completely comfortable with, and as a result she reacted in the only way her body knew how, which was to grow leery of what was happening. Still, she did not attempt to jerk free....Then he continued and though she wanted to disagree with his words, to tell him that he was at least of use to her, she could not....
"I..."
The words cut short as she felt the grip tighten all the more, cutting off her words as well as her air, making her eyes flare crimson for a moment before quickly starting to fade to a dull blue, almost white shade. The only outward sign that her emotions had shifted to something more akin to fear than anger. Still, as the grip was released, she quickly worked to recompose herself.
A deep breath, hands balling into fists at her sides as she bit down upon her lower lip, unable to turn her head away and eyes locked firmly upon his.
"You could have been of use...To me...To them...But did you allow yourself that chance? No. Did you allow them the chance to know their Father? No. Always far too caught up in yourself to think about those you left destroyed in your wake...Those that loved you..."
She growled softly with those words, the crimson slowly starting to return to her eyes, as did a slight film of tears. Years she had been hurt over the way he had destroyed her, the fate he had left her too. Did he even wonder what had become of her as a result? What she had gone through?
She doubted it....And that possibly hurt more than she would have cared to admit. She didn't want his presence to bother her, to open old wounds she had fought so hard to hide away and close.....But it did, and that alone angered her more than anything....
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Post by Katsuri Katashi on Jan 25, 2012 6:24:40 GMT -8
"Love?"
A taboo word for the behemoth it seemed, as she'd have felt that grip tighten all the more about her neck, this time trying to take her breath, just her breath, nothing more.
"Love is a lie. There is no such thing... lust.. pain.. pleasure. These are tangible things these are things that can be felt, yearned for. Love is nothing more then a mixture of them with a disguise on."
Testy? A little, but Kevala was not the only one with a troubled past, the giant had been through enough to know better. Family were not trusted, not after being sent away when he had done no wrong. He meant those words about love, however, as he honestly could say that to date he had felt nothing of the sort.
"I never would have made the mistake of thinking you as frail as I was Kevala, but obviously I need to reconsider my position if you think that such a thing is relevant."
That grip lifted, raising her up before he tossed her back and away from him a shake of his head.
"Seems I was right in thinking you had changed. That ruthless Katashi I had once known is a shell now."
A comment about the children? He had considered it but just growled slightly at her before pushing ear buds back into his ear and turning from her, heading further into the rubble.
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Post by Kevala Badoer on Jan 25, 2012 6:40:11 GMT -8
Ah yes, how could she forget that he himself never thought that love existed. That it was just an elaborate lie that somebody had come up with in order to fuck with his existence.
But before she could say anything, she was lifted up, a stab of pain at the grip shooting through her. Yet she did nothing to show that it hurt, only drew in a deep breath at his words and narrowed her eyes once more. She knew where this was headed, and once he tossed her back she landed upon her ass with a little grunt of pain escaping her.
"Fuck you Katsuri!"
Back on her feet and grabbing his arm to jerk him back around, or at least stop him before he jammed those earbuds back into his ears. She was not done with him yet, not by a long shot.
"You are NOT going to dismiss me that easily. I am a fucking shell, because our loving family has turned me into it. You know as well as I that when I say love that I mean it on a level that only you and I can understand. It is not that which others speak of, but it is as close as people like us can come...."
She would make sure she was once more standing before him before she would shove her hand into his chest. Knowing it would not do anything other than bug him, but not really caring.
"We are fucked in the head. We cannot feel like other people feel. So excuse me if I take liberties with a word that sums up a host of feelings instead of rambling on about how I cared for you, about how I longed for you and craved you...How much I fucking needed you!"
She growled a bit more audibly now, another step forward, her hand never leaving his chest, eyes locked on his.
"Oh...I am sorry. Is need another emotion that you will so easily dismiss because it is easier for you to stay locked away inside that cold ass shell of yours instead of admit that for once you had somebody that fucking gave a shit about your existence?"
She shook her head, rolling her eyes as she stepped back from him finally. Her anger was high, but she was not stupid enough to keep provoking him. Not now at least.
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Post by Katsuri Katashi on Jan 25, 2012 6:53:53 GMT -8
Arm pulled on he stopped, lip visible curling upwards in that moment of anger, it was all he could do to stop himself from turning and striking her right then and there. Under his skin? A little. Still. He maintained that calm anger he had just shown her and tensed his arm up letting that muscle bulge and bent his arm unwrapping her hand from him.
"Hatred. Anger. These are what made you real. It is what made your existence when nothing else could."
He cut her off when she had told him how much she needed him, not allowing her to continue.
"There is no need. There is no try. There is no love. There is only you. Your existence."
He did no turn to face her but it did not matter, she had rounded him and had her hand planted on his chest, pressing closer towards him. He stared down at her, the face a blank, no expression.
"Would you like me to tell you I needed you? Would you like more lies?"
That tone had changed... quite significantly, it was deeper, more harsh.
"I never needed you. I've never needed anything besides the same basic necessities most creatures need, and someone else to share with is not one of those necessities. What we had, if there was anything was a privilege, enjoyable sure, even dulling that void. Your cravings will never subside. Mine do not. You can mask them all you like.. but all I can tell you is take it while you can."
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Post by Kevala Badoer on Jan 25, 2012 7:10:08 GMT -8
She laughed. But not that typical, oh my god this is funny laugh, but more that kind of laugh an somewhat insane person gave when a situation hit that point where there was no other option but to laugh.
"You really think I am seeking such words from you? I am not the same person I once was. I do not want anything from you. Perhaps there was a time when I believed that I needed you in my life, but that time has come and gone."
She just shook her head once more, her free hand moving upward to tuck her hair back behind her ears as she brushed her tongue across her lips.
"Why even bother asking about your children if you have no place in that pathetic heart of yours for them? Clearly you are incapable of feeling anything for anyone other than yourself, so what could you possibly care about their well being?"
She just sighed and tilted her head slightly as she moved to once more cross her arms over her chest, not moving out of his way, far too stubborn for such a generous act. Instead she slid one foot forward and steadied herself. Not a care to the fact that she was under his skin, that she was annoying him. He deserved it. Hell, he deserved worse.
"As for my hatred and anger. I still have tons of it, so do not think that I am any less the girl that I once was. If anything I have more now than I can possibly handle. Pain is the only thing that reminds me I am still alive anymore....Sometimes I have to bleed just so I can feel like I am human....just so I can breath...So yeah, I am still just as fucked up as the rest of our family, including you."
She had always had emotions, always carried them when he had not. But then, she was not a full blooded Katashi like he was, and if anything she was the one that broke the mold so to speak. At one point that had been what he liked about her, though clearly, he had never even liked her. Just found her amusing.
"If only you had made it so clear that I meant nothing to you back then, I perhaps would not be as messed up as I am today....But no. I was just another game for you, another toy to play with til you broke me and moved onto something new...."
She gave another short laugh and just lowered her eyes, biting her lower lip for a moment.
"Take what? I cannot let my cravings control me brother...Doing so will lead to nothing but more trouble and more misery....You should know that well enough, or have you so easily forgotten what it was that you had once said to like about me? Though clearly that was a lie, so forgetting such would not be so far fetched.."
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Post by Katsuri Katashi on Jan 25, 2012 7:45:55 GMT -8
She was allowed her turn, Katsuri just watched her, not moving, that chest of his did not even seem to rise and fall in the time she was speaking to him. When she finished she cocked that foot of hers forwards and steadied herself, arms crossed over her chest. When he finally blinked he stepped forwards, foot coming down in between her own, pushing back behind her, walking into her and the moment she went to stumble back? Hand snapped out, a blur, gripping hold of her neck... far more... real this time.
In that step she'd have found him continuing, her body pinned back against one of the many crumbled and worthless walls strewn about the place.
"You talk a lot. A lot more than I do. That is one trait I never did like about you dear sister."
No grin, no malice in his words, even with each of those digits digging so uncomfortably into the side of her neck, thumb pressed right over the mid of her windpipe, grinding into it.
"What you do not seem to understand is our conversation was decided the moment you made yourself known."
What did he mean by that? Well. The way she carried herself did not change from back then, at least not in terms of how she thought. She loved to invade someones mind.
"Unfortunately, you are playing games with someone that has been controlling puppets a lot longer then you. What do you expect, that I'll feel bad about this?"
Thats what he was supposed to say right?
"No. You know better. You cry about strife, about how hard it was without me. Shall I show you a world without that pain you so enjoy?"
Grip tightened more on her neck, cutting off a little more then air flow at this point.
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Post by Kevala Badoer on Jan 25, 2012 7:55:16 GMT -8
She knew it was coming, but she was too stubborn to back off. It was just not in her nature. So when his foot came forward she moved to jump back, only to be captured by his hand as it gripped her about the throat and in turn moved her to pin her into the wall.
She knew the difference in his grip, a little growl escaping her as her hand moved to try and pry his own off from her neck, nails sinking into his flesh as she pried at his fingers...Though it did no good, like she knew it wouldnt...the air flow restricted...causing her words to come out a bit more hoarsely, a bit more strained.
"I do...dont expect you to feel anything...You made that clear brother..."
She coughed slightly...The feel of his grip growing tighter and his threat making her eyes flare crimson, though she did not struggle more than she already had...nails sinking deep into the flesh of his wrist at this point, blood pooling around the tips of her fingers.....
"You going to kill me Katsuri? Would that make you feel better? To be rid of me?"
She gasped for breath, feeling it harder and harder to do so..though she managed for the most part....Eyes never wavering from his own. A grin curling onto her lips.
"Say what you want dear brother...but nobody can get under your skin quite like I can...Admit it..."
That fire in her eyes easily seen as she kept her nails buried into his flesh, feeling the blood coat her fingers slowly but surely.
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Post by Katsuri Katashi on Jan 25, 2012 8:00:07 GMT -8
"This is no longer about me dear sister. This is about you."
Grip tightened a little more, it would have been nearly impossible to breath at that point, watching her, no emotion in those eyes.
"This is about your complaint. Your hatred, your anger, your pain. You say you do not feel human, and that makes you lost... shall I end it for you?"
He was above those games at the moment it seemed, there was no getting under her skin, even as she dug and forced those claws into his flesh enough to draw blood it did not seem to phase him in the least.
Knowing it would be hard for her to reply with that vice grip about her neck he loosened up enough to allow her a breath and of course.. to reply.
"What shall it be? Shall I do what you will not?"
Quite serious it seemed, willing to end her life if it meant that suffering would end. Not care? Not in the typical sense of the word, but he did care, more then Kevala seemed to understand.. more then Katsuri seemed to understand for that matter.
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Post by Kevala Badoer on Jan 25, 2012 8:09:28 GMT -8
She felt his grip tighten, heard his words and felt the air completely cut off. She felt her lungs starting to burn and as he spoke all she could think to do was roll her eyes. He was honestly no fun anymore.
Mood swings much?
Yes, that was typical of Kevala when she got around him. He was always the one to send her moods into overdrive. Yet as he released his grip enough to allow her the chance to reply, she would gasp for breath and then sigh..
"Oh fine...No...You do not need to end it..."
She took in another deep breath of air as she removed her hand from his wrist, one blood coated finger shifting to tap against his lips as she seemed to sulk somewhat.
"You are honestly no fun to play with anymore...."
His little sister loved games. Had he forgotten that? Or had he simply not wanted to play with her anymore? The thought was actually a bit disturbing, and that was saying something given the disturbed mind it was coming from. Still, she just relaxed within his grip and let her eyes fall down to look at the blood that dripped from his wrist. A little purr at the scent and the sight of it.....Though she eventually pulled her eyes away to look at him once more.
"I speak of things I cannot change, but I have things in this life that I must live for. Trust me...I have tried to end it before and others have tried to do so for me...I figure at this point I should try and stick it out..."
She shrugged as best she could, deep drags of breath taken in while she was still allowed to breath. She didn't think he would kill her, but she knew he would if she asked. Though she had to admit, his actions only proved to confuse her.
Honestly, if she didn't know better, she would think he was cheating in this game.
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Post by Katsuri Katashi on Jan 25, 2012 8:17:05 GMT -8
"You say. You complain. I will do."
Or had she forgotten that part about him? He felt that blood against his lips and looked down to her finger, that grin back, snapped out of his haze for the moment it seemed.. he had been acting odd though.
Leaning in she'd have felt his blood stained lips against her own, making sure she got a taste of it as tongue brushed over the edge of them just before he pulled back and released her from his grip once more.
"Give me your current address. I wish to come see the children."
His tone had changed suddenly again more, light hearted, uncaring, the typical sort of tone that had come out of the man in the past when he was around her. Did she honestly think that kicking him would be easy? Doubtful, but he was not going to give her the chance to ignore him either.
Why see the children? Because he was curious, and felt it was... the proper thing to do was it not?
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Post by Kevala Badoer on Jan 25, 2012 8:38:43 GMT -8
She would notice the shift in his personality and she could only grin, up until the moment she felt his lips pressed against her own. She was not one to cheat on her wife and therefore she would tense up...yet the blood tasted so fucking good....Still she did not show any signs of enjoyment, no matter how much she wanted to purr at the taste of the blood alone.
When she was released, she would feel the air rush back into her lungs, making her cough a bit until she managed to regain herself, his words hitting her as she arched her brow slightly, not sure how to go about this new....problem he was presenting.
"I am not entirely sure that my wife would appreciate you showing up..."
She would run her hand over her throat, easing the soreness out of her flesh. A little sigh passing her lips.
"I will give you the address, but I need to get them first...I had to place them elsewhere for their safety when I was locked away....I didn't exactly want anyone else getting their hands on them and doing to them what they chose to do to me..."
She would upright herself, and brushed her tongue across her lips once more...bringing her fingers to her lips and licking the blood clean from them. No reason to waste it right? Though once she was done she would pull a card out of her back pocket, and offer up her number on it.
"Give me a call in a couple days and I will give you the current address..."
She shrugged. It was the best she could offer for now. Sure that Mischa was going to have a fit when she found out about all this. Still, she would do what she had to in order to make everything right so that she could leave with Mischa and not worry about leaving anything undone.
"Is there anything else you want Kasturi?"
Her hand now moving to smooth out her hair, not the least bit phased apparently by his actions only moments before. But then, she was actually pretty used to him behaving that way, though his sudden mood change had her curious....still she would not push it.
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