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[shadowofpride]

Use this for any IC one-on-one contact and finishing any loose ends at empatheias

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[holdsodear]

Oh, I hardly found it meaningless. I just wonder how well you understand your own motivations...

[shadowofpride]

What a redundant inquiry. I always know exactly what I desire with every decision I make.

[holdsodear]

Oh, you've made it clear that you know what you want. That wasn't what I was wondering. It just ... must be very lonely, to live like that.

[shadowofpride]

[There was silence and then came this unsettling laughter. The voice that answers back was inhuman and distorted, as if there were many voices answering as one.]

You are a fool. It is humans who desire the companionship of others, because you are all too weak on your own. [The shadows began to expand, giving off the feeling of being trapped. ] I have no need for something so pitiful and pointless.

[holdsodear]

Good heavens...

[Son, that is creepy. And rude. And a little telling, actually. Which is why she rapidly forces her own thoughts on light, warmth and open spaces, though she's leaning forward in her seat, the heels of her palms pressed just above her eyes, fingers curled in.]

The fact that you would respond in such a way... you are afraid of needing others, aren't you? Why else would you act like the bully in the school yard?

[shadowofpride]

Afraid? Who do you take me for!? [Now she done it. How dare she challenge Pride, the first and the oldest. There was this feeling of the walls being pressed against the receiver.]

How dare you lecture me as if I follow your human standards. I don't need others, because homunculi has no need for anyone like your weak kind does! [There was bloodlust in his tone, a strong desire to kill and punish these ungrateful humans. It had been some time since he could do...well anything and he clearly snapped.] We're through here. Don't contact me again, you lowlife.

[And the pressure suddenly disappeared, the connection now broken.]

[holdsodear]

[Well, after that outburst, she's almost rather glad he chose to abruptly cut the link between them. He had clearly worked himself up to a point beyond reason, and there was no sense continuing down that line of thought at this time -- and was he, truly, beyond reason, as everyone had thought? Was this even enough evidence to make such a deduction on?

Her head was pounding with a lingering ache. That had been... something. There was no preparing for that last onslaught. So she was left alone to sit quietly with her thoughts, heart breaking yet again.]