Orphaner Dualscar (♒) The Scourge of the High Seas (
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Dualscar and Mindfang are seated across from each other in a room lit by candles, wood panelled and close - a ship's cabin. A crystal decanter of a deep red wine open between them, mostly empty. Their glasses are also mostly empty, but neither of them seem inclined to refill them.
Mindfang is rather distracted, you see. A troll in a slave's tunic kneels on the floor between her legs, her hands reaching up to undo the ties on Mindfang's shirt. Her hands are shaking visibly, but she doesn't hesitate in her obedience to Mindfang's will. Though the slave's face is hidden, her horns match Dolorosa's. Mindfang strokes the slave's hair, watching Dualscar under heavily-lidded eyes.
Dualscar is watching the goings-on with eyes narrowed, his fists clenching and unclenching in frustration. "I'm done wwith this, Spinneret! I'm not goin' to sit here an let you wwalk all ovver me. If you're not interested in wwhat I havve to offer, then I'll just fuckin' leavve, understand? You'vve plied the seas at my sufferance all a this time. You can't just treat me like this!"
Mindfang flicks her free hand carelessly. Though her words are muffled, it's clear that she's inviting him to leave. Dualscar leaps to his feet, knocking over his chair. With a snarl, he strides from the room, cape rippling, and slams the door behind himself.
[OOC: Interactive or not is fine!]
Mindfang is rather distracted, you see. A troll in a slave's tunic kneels on the floor between her legs, her hands reaching up to undo the ties on Mindfang's shirt. Her hands are shaking visibly, but she doesn't hesitate in her obedience to Mindfang's will. Though the slave's face is hidden, her horns match Dolorosa's. Mindfang strokes the slave's hair, watching Dualscar under heavily-lidded eyes.
Dualscar is watching the goings-on with eyes narrowed, his fists clenching and unclenching in frustration. "I'm done wwith this, Spinneret! I'm not goin' to sit here an let you wwalk all ovver me. If you're not interested in wwhat I havve to offer, then I'll just fuckin' leavve, understand? You'vve plied the seas at my sufferance all a this time. You can't just treat me like this!"
Mindfang flicks her free hand carelessly. Though her words are muffled, it's clear that she's inviting him to leave. Dualscar leaps to his feet, knocking over his chair. With a snarl, he strides from the room, cape rippling, and slams the door behind himself.
[OOC: Interactive or not is fine!]
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She stays to watch herself and the Dolorosa for a few seconds before moving to following him. It's been a long time since she's walked through this ship but it was still hers, and the way around is still familiar. Enough that she catches up quickly.]
You know, the way I treated you was entirely acceptable for a black romance. But you never could understand why I couldn't switch from black to red for you. Rather arrogant, really.
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I'vve got nothin' but black feelins for you, Spinneret. If you think I wwanted somethin' red, then you're delusional.
[He's the delusional one, but whatever. It's nto exactly that he wants her red. It's that he wants her, whole and completely. He wants her to want him more than he wants her.]
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Oh of course, if you say so darling. There's only black in your blood pusher, you only desire my teeth and claws and the fight. You don't want something... softer at all.
[Her hand runs over his cheek, a light caress before falling]
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Was it really so much of a surprise to you, Dualscar?
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It's dark in the room, which makes it hard to see his face as he answers]
Wwhich part shouldn't a been a surprise to me?
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[There's no bitterness there, only a quiet acceptance of what she knows to be true. It would be a lie to say she's come to terms with it.. but she's getting there.]
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[She glances away, sighs a little bit.]
I apologise, it was not my place to make comment.
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[Darkleer isn't sure how he fits into this whole scheme considering the timeframe, so he tries to seem inconspicuous as he leans against one of the walls outside of the room Dualscar just left.]
...I doubt that went as anyone quite planned.
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You havve some kind a comment for me? Wwe're leavvin'. Come.
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[Still, thanks to that obedient bit in him that still hasn't quite been erased, he follows after him with his hands folded behind his back.]
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You'd be right about that. A gutterblood like you'vve got nothin' I wwish to hear right noww. Unless you're interested in improvvin' my mood, I suggest you bite your fuckin' tongue.
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[Darkleer returns the stare, back in his usual stoic expression quite comfortably.]
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Wwhat noww?
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[video] interacting is too mainstream
What a fuckin' slut. Honestly. I swear, it's in their blood to be lustful and worthless hags obsessed with infidelity.
[YEP THOSE ARE ERIDAN'S TWO-CENTS.]
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You'vve got experience wwith somethin' like this?
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[A pause.]
It was kinda a rough hit to the ego, but I'we come to terms with the fact these spiderhags are nothin' but tasteless tramps, and their defectin' from our quadrants are no fuckin' mark against us, so much as it is a statement on them.
[Or at least, that's what Eridan chooses to believe, cuz the alternative hurts his feelings :(]
Not here
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Voice, after the dream
Voice --> Action
[he's never heard that tone in his moirail's voice before. Rather than risk something being said in the open, he goes straight to Signless' respite block and opens the door, frowning]
Wwhat is it?
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You never told me about you and Rosa.
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I meant to tell you. It ain't like I lied or anythin'.
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why are there no pictures of Dualscar and Signless hugging for me to icon? WHY I ASK YOU
I WAS JUST ASKING MYSELF THE SAME QUESTION
WE SHOULD COMMISSION THIS IMMEDIATELY
TO ZORN'S COMMISSION POST
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