If death is my tahlmorra then I accept it. It's a damn sight better than hanging around as bitter, self-centred ku'reshtin whose own arrogance got himself killed!
::recoils more because of the unexpectedness of the blow than because it really hurts, and reacts almost instinctively, grabbing Thom's arm and spinning him around, shoving him against the wall and holding him there with an arm against his throat::
::hissing:: Right now you're worse than Ihlini to me, and that's something I never thought I'd have to say.
You want to play at being strong? I've known boys stronger than you are where it really matters. Your magic may be powerful but you're nothing where it counts, Thom.
::stays where he is and speaks again, a challenging note entering his voice::
::coldly:: Why? Does it mess up the twisted way you like to see the world? Does having someone actually care about what you feel or what happens to you spoil your perception of everyone being completely self-involved ku'reshtin who don't care for anyone but themselves? Maybe you like to think like that, but you can't hide from the truth forever.
You know, that's a very pretty speech, Cat, but no-one ever means those words. ::He points to the door::
So I'd be...obliged...if you'd take your lies, and your nice little ideals, and get them the fuck out of my room and back to your castle in the clouds, where the pack of you belong.
::abruptly, a blurring void is where Brennan was, and when it clears, there is a large black mountain cat instead of a man. It stalks slowly towards Thom::
'What do you know of sincerety? What do you know of anything besides your own problems, your own little world where everything is anyone's fault but yours?'
::He is between Thom and the door, and even Sleeta is beginning to look worried::
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Date: 2004-09-17 10:46 pm (UTC)Now get out.
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Date: 2004-09-17 10:47 pm (UTC)Denying it won't help, lir.
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Date: 2004-09-17 10:50 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-09-17 10:53 pm (UTC)::looks down at Sleeta, wide-eyed:: What went wrong?
::the cat looks smug:: I cannot say. But the link encompasses all three of us.
Then the link is wrong. If you think I want to be lir-linked to that ku'reshtin -
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Date: 2004-09-17 10:55 pm (UTC)I want nothing to do with either of you!
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Date: 2004-09-17 11:01 pm (UTC)::turns on his heel and goes to leave, stumbling slightly but refusing to look back, even when Sleeta protests::
Lir-
::acidly:: No, Sleeta. He wants us gone, we'll go. The lir-link will break when we leave this godsforsaken place, anyway.
And what do you think will happen to both of you? What happens when a warrior loses his lir?
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Date: 2004-09-17 11:02 pm (UTC)Or dies forever after. It's the same thing in the end.
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Date: 2004-09-17 11:04 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-09-17 11:07 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-09-17 11:10 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-09-17 11:15 pm (UTC)::balls up a fist and hits Brennan::
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Date: 2004-09-17 11:18 pm (UTC)::hissing:: Right now you're worse than Ihlini to me, and that's something I never thought I'd have to say.
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Date: 2004-09-17 11:23 pm (UTC)::hisses:: I have a knack for it.
Get your hands the fuck off me.
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Date: 2004-09-17 11:26 pm (UTC)Lir-
::sharply:: No, Sleeta. This is my business, not yours.
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Date: 2004-09-17 11:27 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-09-17 11:31 pm (UTC)::stays where he is and speaks again, a challenging note entering his voice::
You really think you can beat me?
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Date: 2004-09-17 11:33 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-09-17 11:36 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-09-17 11:37 pm (UTC)Everything that really matters.
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Date: 2004-09-17 11:41 pm (UTC)If that's everything that matters, I'm sorry for you.
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Date: 2004-09-17 11:44 pm (UTC)I don't want your fucking pity.
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Date: 2004-09-17 11:47 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-09-17 11:54 pm (UTC)So I'd be...obliged...if you'd take your lies, and your nice little ideals, and get them the fuck out of my room and back to your castle in the clouds, where the pack of you belong.
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Date: 2004-09-17 11:58 pm (UTC)::abruptly, a blurring void is where Brennan was, and when it clears, there is a large black mountain cat instead of a man. It stalks slowly towards Thom::
'What do you know of sincerety? What do you know of anything besides your own problems, your own little world where everything is anyone's fault but yours?'
::He is between Thom and the door, and even Sleeta is beginning to look worried::
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Date: 2004-09-18 12:01 am (UTC)(no subject)
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