Lust hadn't minded being ushered out of the dining hall in the least. She was still irritated over the fact that the woman from last night seemed so close to River. It was ridiculous to be jealous over such a thing, but Lust found herself unable to help it. She had precious few personal connections in this place, and in a strange way they were
(
Read more... )
...as an aside, showers were an absolute fascination to the Scholar. She knew about plumbing, it was something that had been installed in the Palace due to the ingenuity of Lord Lao, but to have it sent out for whatever common peasants might need it was truly an interesting thought. Perhaps, the Nameless had no respect for station or power?
Regardless, Ling compared favorably to the other woman; insofar as they seemed to be hardened from the same kiln. Flattering features, soft skin, dark hair, full lips... interesting. That woman was almost like the Silk Fox, and that comparison only made Ling wonder.
"Tell me," she said as she turned on the water, "did your hunt go well last night?"
Reply
But this woman seemed an able fighter and not prone to hysterics or fear. That earned her some respect from Lust, who had no time for those who dithered and whimpered and couldn't help themselves.
"And your own travels?"
Reply
Reply
...there was no oil. There were no herbs. How did these pathetic people live with mere soap?
"However, I did see a fair amount in the time that I had. Perhaps," she added with a faint smile, "an exchange for that information? I'm afraid that simply divulging such secrets goes against the truth of the Way."
She paused, though, and simply stared at the newcomer. Pathetic, simpering, whining... Ling's features creased into a frown of displeasure as she gazed at Dante. "Quite the contrary, it would be most inconvenient for me if she were to stop. Why don't you leave the two of us to an important conversation? Shower alone, if you do not wish for others to see."
Reply
Reply
Loosening her hospital robe, she whimpered slightly, careful not to let the others see. It had been years since any human had seen Dante's "condition", though she figured the doctors had also seen her body when she came to this place. The very thought made her want to scream. Tears of anger licked at the corners of her eyes, but she quickly shoved them aside, not wanting to expose her weakness even further by letting them catch her cry. She wouldn't give Lust that satisfaction.
Facing away from the others, she let her robe fall, painfully conscious of the smell that wafted through the air as she snuck into the shower and as far away from the others as possible. Oh, Lust, she ( ... )
Reply
Ling laughed. A cold, derisive chuckle; utterly amused by Dante's despair and vindicated by her weakness. Ling had long ago found that politeness only got one so far; in this case, emphasizing her disdain by showing that she had no fear or indeed any respect for the other was far more easily accomplished with her tone and the way she turned away as though finished with Dante. She no longer held any interest for the Scholar ( ... )
Reply
Reply
Reply
Besides, if she was someone worth knowing, Ling would discover it all in the fullness of time. Having her riled would be a means to that end ( ... )
Reply
Reply
Leave a comment