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Post by Drake on Jan 15, 2019 19:03:58 GMT -8
Drakes face twisted and turned into an expression of disgust.
"Crochety piece of shit. I'll enjoy watching the light fade from his eyes."
He would shake his head.
"I can't understand how you could care so much for things like them."
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Post by Avice Locke on Jan 16, 2019 5:33:47 GMT -8
"Oi a fuckin' cock he be, aye. But that crochety old man was the first one to give me the time of day to make something of myself before I shat on it." she looked away as he was now infront of her as she went through her thoughts. Leon was the second... And Raikotsu simply... He treated me as someone he could trust." she shrugged. "He didn't make me swear oaths, or make me put my trust with him. Our interaction... Wasn't business as I make most "friends" that way, it was unconditional. It was rare and nice."
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Post by Drake on Jan 16, 2019 18:46:43 GMT -8
"So, what you're saying is this: Mathew and Leon discovered they could use you, and did so, and from what I've come to understand Sperm Donor was just a freaking idiot, the laughing stock of the Dragons. But, he was still a Dragon, so he obviously just found an angle and held onto it in order to manipulate you."
He shook his head. This woman was truly a sad sight to behold.
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Post by Avice Locke on Jan 18, 2019 2:24:37 GMT -8
She exhaled long and deep. She looked up to the sky and made a silent prayer for some god, any god to give her a little more patience. But also remind herself to apologize to Mathew for being so stupid. This bloke sounds just like she did not but a year ago.
"Do you hear yourself there Drake?" she would tap his shoulder with the back of her hand making sure she had his attention. "The truth of the matter is you are being used right now. Aye, even if it is just to amuse himself, Leon could have set this up as one big joke. He's brainwashed by Prota... Sending you here causing some hard gazes at the sheer audacity you claim. Maybe he expected to rid Prota of another Dragon spawn he couldn't use. However he knew you'd fall into this lion's den, he knew you'd chase after this grand scheme. Because you felt the winds of change fill you with hope and a dream that your life didn't have to waste away in some shit hole, that being son of a Dragon gave you power you are entitled to wield."
"Now I have one question that I want you to think about and realize that you've made your choice already... There is no going back." She eyed him and crossed her arms. "My question is; How used are you willing to be to see your end? Because as I said you already made a useful choice to the one dragon you'll give a second look."
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Post by Drake on Jan 18, 2019 7:55:43 GMT -8
Drake would stop and turn to face her.
"Oh, I do indeed realize that I am being used. Of that I have no doubt. For what reason I don't know... but what I do know is that this will get me closer to achieving my goals. So, I'm willing to be used as a pawn for now. After all, don't you know? The pawn is the most valuable piece. It has the greatest potential of any other piece on the board. Because if you make the pawn live long enough to get it across the board it can become a Queen. I aim to be the pawn that survives, only I won't stop at becoming a Queen, nor even a King. When I reach the end of the board I'll kill the players that were foolish enough to think they could control me."
Staring her in the eyes he would smirk.
"Does that answer your question?"
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Post by Avice Locke on Jan 18, 2019 8:27:52 GMT -8
"Oh wait until Rai hears this..." she whispered to herself. she begins to wonder if they are some how... Form his sense of familiarity was so strong... She just wished he wasnt such a hypocrite for that glint in his eye full of blind judgement. The look she despises the most. More often then not she would sooner prefer to listen to nails on a chalk than let those gazes slide. That patience thing might be working for her... Or that she would rather not rai meet his kid by shipping the bloke in a Chicago overcoat. there was no telling him any different that what he already believes. Pray she hopes that just the same as her he would see things unfold as they are.
"Then we are indeed of like minds. May fortune favor the bold then."
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Post by Drake on Jan 18, 2019 8:32:46 GMT -8
Drake bared his teeth in a smile.
"Why, it's already begun too."
He would say turning around and once again walking in a straight direction... not exactly sure where he was heading but refusing to admit that. He just hoped they ran into this Kentler individual.
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Post by Avice Locke on Jan 18, 2019 9:03:25 GMT -8
"Tell me more about the past that you left behind?" she wouldn't know where Kentler would be either. It's not like she has much else to do other than make sure he doesn't start getting lost.
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Post by Drake on Jan 18, 2019 9:26:21 GMT -8
Drake's shoulders tensed and the hair on the back of his neck would bristle.
"It was shit."
He practically spat out.
"Was born and grew up in a whore house, learned the trade pretty early on, got REALLY good at it, have several regulars I'm sure are nothing but a puddle of tears now that I'm gone."
He would say rather smugly, but he wasn't lying he had some rather... attached ex-customers.
"And when I wasn't fucking, I was fighting. Removing any filth that thought they were shinyist shit that had ever walked this planet, feeling like they were entitled to have all their eants and desires satiated without paying. Or the occasional overly attached customer that wanted more than just a fuck and got more than a little aggressive in their persistence. Or random other situations that required me to be a bouncer of sorts. Then, I got this letter and was more than happy to leave that shit hole behind."
He was making sure to give as little details as possible. He wasn't interested in sharing his super duper happy past in depth with anyone, least of all some Dragon loving smurf.
"What about you? What brought you to the home of the Mercenary Clan of the Sudeki?"
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Post by Avice Locke on Jan 18, 2019 9:36:24 GMT -8
"Mum was a prostitute in a port town across the he seas, I know not of my da, people said him a sailor who never came back to find out him spawned a babe. Or he did know and left without wanting to care. Either way mum killed herself, drownin' in 'er misery. I was orphaned in a place and time where no one wanted to adopt unless they needes bodies. Soldiers and tools they made us to be. I became a hellion just to avoid all I could until I left. Been roaming a rogues life." she would nod in his direction to give nearly and equally vague summary of her days.
"An' what of yar mother?" remembering the past her accent was peeking through time and again as it was want to do.
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Post by Drake on Jan 18, 2019 9:45:58 GMT -8
Drake did not enjoy this prodding...
"She's a whore. She hated my- she hated the sperm donor, and all his ilk, as I gather, she raised me to be used as a weapon against them, but decided I was too much like the sperm donor and so she grew to hate me too."
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Post by Avice Locke on Jan 18, 2019 13:43:53 GMT -8
"Aye, sounds like she be an out right sow to ye... What would she tell ya about... sperm donor?" she would used the term he liked to call out of simplicity.
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Post by Drake on Jan 18, 2019 14:25:17 GMT -8
"Mostly that he was REALLY bad in the sack. Like... really bad... as in, I actually feel bad for him on that, kind of bad. She also told me that she met him when he was just a stupid kid, a Dragonling that she thought for sure would have died during training and she was thoroughly surprised to find out that not only did he survive but he was named. Because she apparently beat the shit out of him, and no, not in the fun way. But she also told me of the atrocities he was responsible for over the years. She made sure I knew about every single one of them, because she wanted me to know what kind of monster I was going to become."
He paused for a moment in thought before continuing.
"Although, I can take a hit now, because she didn't want me to be as weak as him, so she was sure to beat me as much as she beat him until it didn't bother me anymore."
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Post by Avice Locke on Jan 18, 2019 15:18:15 GMT -8
Beatings were no small thing where she grew up either but it was a mix of not damaging the merchandise and putting every one in their place. It was a cold and hard existence one she was happy to be free of. Always wanting to demand the same respect of everyone as she did herself. Turned out that wasnt a lot like she was hoping for. The cowardly woman she ended up being warranted only about as much respect as she truly expected from others. None.
Though she hated kids personally she wasn't sure how she would handle her own to punish. Where the boundary between domestic and hard abuse actually crossed. She put her hand over her mouth and eyes would become heavy pondering what would be yet nearly a month or so away. Actually further than that even... Certainly there was no cause to be punish an infant? What are they going to do, gum the corners of a blanket? She shoved that aside and returned to the current day.
"Aye that is quite shitte." she would nod to him. "Would it be that if Raikotsu were alive, what was yar plan?"
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Post by Drake on Jan 18, 2019 17:16:50 GMT -8
"I'd kill him too. There is no such thing as a 'good' Dragon. They are just beasts that need to be put down before they can cause more harm and suffering."
He would say matter of factly.
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