It was certainly... intriguing, living like this in the box that threatened to confine me against all odds. Struggling, I finally was able to breathe, to think, to scream in my mind if I so chose to do so
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Layin' back on the couch with my feet propped up on the table in front of me, I was clockin' some serious Playstation time. Gotta love that Resident Evil.
I was punchin' the keys furiously, tryin' to take down the army of zombies that was surroundin' me. If it was real? I woulda already took 'em out and been drinkin' a beer at the bar around the corner.
I heard Blue come into the room, but I didn't look up. I was tryin' to focus on my zombie killin' and I wasn't about to go down.
"Why does Hamilton continually verify that we are here? It feels as though his visits accomplish nothing save confuse me of my own feelings."
Just as the last zombie fell and I stomped it's head in, I looked up at her with a confused look on my face. Girl was always comin' at me with that deep shit. Part of why I liked her so much. Couldn't help it.
I patted the couch next to me as I paused my game so she'd come sit. Lookin' up at her with a grin, I shrugged.
"He's just tryin' to make sure we're happy and that we ain't goin' nowhere. Boy's got a fuckin' gold mine here. A fuckin' Slayer and a God King? Hell, I'd be keepin' tabs too." I smirked, reachin' into my pocket and pullin' out my smokes.
As I lit one up, I blew the smoke into the air and looked back over at her.
"Nothin' to worry about Blue. Nobody's gonna fuck you over as long as I'm around."
Often, Faith's words puzzled me. This time when she spoke, however, they did not.
"He's just tryin' to make sure we're happy and that we ain't goin' nowhere. Boy's got a fuckin' gold mine here. A fuckin' Slayer and a God King? Hell, I'd be keepin' tabs too."
"He wishes us to be prisoners, then," I deduced. Traps, another trap for us with walls closing in. True, I was not with the vampires, and Faith was one who could understand me, who could look at me and see the hidden power and the struggle between the vampires and the Wolf, Ram, and Hart.
Both sides desired us, yet did not. And both of us wished to be left to ourselves.
"Nothin' to worry about Blue. Nobody's gonna fuck you over as long as I'm around."
Head tilted to one side sharply, I looked at her, a cat ready to pounce upon its prey.
"True," I agreed, "yet I grow weary of waiting for some other being to decide what my life should be."
Whether it was because of those trapped at the hotel, those who worked for the Wolf, Ram, and Hart... even the mortal-who-was-not.
"Hamilton," I decided. I left the place seeking to confine us and sought out the one who had given it to us to begin with.
I was punchin' the keys furiously, tryin' to take down the army of zombies that was surroundin' me. If it was real? I woulda already took 'em out and been drinkin' a beer at the bar around the corner.
I heard Blue come into the room, but I didn't look up. I was tryin' to focus on my zombie killin' and I wasn't about to go down.
"Why does Hamilton continually verify that we are here? It feels as though his visits accomplish nothing save confuse me of my own feelings."
Just as the last zombie fell and I stomped it's head in, I looked up at her with a confused look on my face. Girl was always comin' at me with that deep shit. Part of why I liked her so much. Couldn't help it.
I patted the couch next to me as I paused my game so she'd come sit. Lookin' up at her with a grin, I shrugged.
"He's just tryin' to make sure we're happy and that we ain't goin' nowhere. Boy's got a fuckin' gold mine here. A fuckin' Slayer and a God King? Hell, I'd be keepin' tabs too." I smirked, reachin' into my pocket and pullin' out my smokes.
As I lit one up, I blew the smoke into the air and looked back over at her.
"Nothin' to worry about Blue. Nobody's gonna fuck you over as long as I'm around."
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"He's just tryin' to make sure we're happy and that we ain't goin' nowhere. Boy's got a fuckin' gold mine here. A fuckin' Slayer and a God King? Hell, I'd be keepin' tabs too."
"He wishes us to be prisoners, then," I deduced. Traps, another trap for us with walls closing in. True, I was not with the vampires, and Faith was one who could understand me, who could look at me and see the hidden power and the struggle between the vampires and the Wolf, Ram, and Hart.
Both sides desired us, yet did not. And both of us wished to be left to ourselves.
"Nothin' to worry about Blue. Nobody's gonna fuck you over as long as I'm around."
Head tilted to one side sharply, I looked at her, a cat ready to pounce upon its prey.
"True," I agreed, "yet I grow weary of waiting for some other being to decide what my life should be."
Whether it was because of those trapped at the hotel, those who worked for the Wolf, Ram, and Hart... even the mortal-who-was-not.
"Hamilton," I decided. I left the place seeking to confine us and sought out the one who had given it to us to begin with.
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