Mar 10, 2005 03:36
I'm surprised, Teena. Well, actually, I'm not, really. Out of curiosity, I went looking to see what I could find out about you, your past. I really don't think that you've realized that Black's more than likely already found out these things about you. Of course he'd want to know who Archer was flirting with.
I can hardly fathom why he ever allowed you to get near his beloved eldest son. Trevadir...my golden haired brother, so kind, gentle, as noble a soul as one could hope to find...He is an elf that belongs in the old days, days of glory and tales of grandeur. A elven prince...I must say, I'm jealous of it. He walks, speaks, he has this...princely aura that I simply do not have.
Then we have you, the dark lady, so many forms you have taken. You have played with so many, how many has your heart truly belonged to? Quite the moot point, however. You do love Archer now, do you not? Certainly you do, you have assured me as much.
But this, this is what I do not understand at all. You gave up all of that...why? After that, you are going to remain faithful, completely monogamous, to one man? Why were you attracted to this place, anyway? Was it really to atone for your previous...frivolous, shall we say, ways, or was it simply because you had finally grown bored with your playground, and went to seek out another?
Will you grow bored with us, too?
I do not know. I do not know you, so I refrain from making too many assumptions. I simply know what I know, I see what goes on, I draw my own conclusions.
All I know is that the Teena I know of now is an entirely different creature than the one I've seen in the past, so little as a year or two ago, and I...don't quite understand how or why you would have changed so much. But, not my business, surely.
I think that's why I went looking, in the first place. I thought that perhaps I'd be able to figure something out about you...the hard way, without telepathy.
Tsk, and that little thing with you and Kurama? If it's private business, then it should hardly be so easy to find on a public site. I suppose you'll want to murder me for having seen it, but if you can refrain from killing me to avoid dying from embarrassment, then I won't tell anyone else about it.
Does it make me a bad person, to have gone to a small amount of trouble to find these things written by you and about you on public webpages? I never went to any private forums. Everything I found was completely public, and not difficult to find. Maybe I am. It's fine, though, I never professed to be overly occupied with a sense of what's the "right" thing to do. I wouldn't care if you found out about the horrible things I did, years ago...I'm fairly ashamed of some of it, but I've learned that I can't hide from it. It's a part of my past, and I have to deal with it.