3056: Why So Serious?
So I apparently wrote 643 words on Mustang while bored at work... that's a lot, considering the eyestrain =p [or explaining it?] Curious about what y'all think, but I know most of you tl;dr XB
Here it is if you WERE interested, tho!He stared at her for a tense moment. "You DO look familiar," Marius commented, noting her figure. He added, with a chuckle, "I'm sure you have the smarts not to tell me who you are, though."
It was surprisingly more difficult to be horrified by him this time, as cleaned up as he was from their previous encounters. If only he and Darian didn't look so much alike! What astonished her most was that he genuinely didn't seem to recognize her-how many girls had he met that were one consistent shade?
"I suppose I could narrow it down anyway," he mused, scratching his chin. "You've mistaken me for Darian Grey, plus you're actively seeking him out, so you're someone close to him, even though he doesn't like people getting close."
The words stung, even from someone like him. "What does that matter?" she snapped.
"It makes a difference," he grinned. Alex felt a part of herself slip away with that grin, though she had to fight not to show it. "I don't suppose you'd like to talk about it...?"
Those weren't words she ever expected to hear from him. "What do you mean?"
"You know my first and last name, but not that I prefer my middle name, so that means you probably know me through Grey, which is a little ironic."
She furrowed her brow, an unsettling feeling falling over her. "Gordon Waters III," she mumbled.
"Ah, you DO know!" he exclaimed, laughing. "I guess they ran it in the papers, though, but it's still funny when you think about it."
Was it? she thought. It still sounded so foreign to her, she couldn't quite accept that as his real name-and neither did Darian, she realized, which must've been why he kept distancing himself from his family... Yet, why such malice over it?
"Anyway, I bet he coloured me as this heinous drug-addicted petty larcenist serial killer, hasn't he? Trying to make everyone hate me without even getting to know me?"
They wouldn't have to get to know you, she thought, but when she reflected on it, Alex couldn't recall a single instance where he had been anything but a loudmouth. Marius hadn't chased her that first time they met-it was her own fear of what might happen to her. For the longest and most excruciating moment, she wondered if he was actually a bad person. Until that point, she had really only been taking it on Darian's word that Marius was vile, even if the first impressions he'd given her only served to back up those claims. Yet if the most he'd done to her was make Cosy uneasy-and that normally would seem like warning enough, since dogs tended to be more honest about their feelings than people-was it really enough to dismiss someone who very well might be innocent enough?
She felt angry at Darian now. Why did it matter to him if she was around Marius? He ran away-any incentive she had to take his advice was gone now-and as unpleasant as he had seemed at first, Marius acted much more like an adult now. It was, she had to admit, quite attractive.
"Then tell me," Alex dared, "why would Darian say such ugly things about you if they weren't true?"
Marius shrugged. "Same as any jealous guy, I gather."
"Jealous!" Alex barely held back a snort. "Of what?"
"Looks, intelligence... Who knows?" He held his arms out in a lazy gesture. "Maybe he knows I've come into a very lucrative position that's going to have me set for life. He wants it, because his inheritance isn't going to last forever."
Alex tried to remain skeptical. "Position where?"
He glanced around in suspicion. "It's a bit of an inside track-I'd prefer not to talk about it in too public a place."
In either event, I'm trying to be deliberately vague in how it could go, but I'm either predictable or it doesn't make sense... that seems to be about how my [serious] work runs =/
Shmupmeet 4.0 went well enough, I think--I was kind of antisocial again, but I don't know how to interact well. Too much observational introvert in me, I think. It's really more Char's scene, either way ^^
[Neogeek]I almost gave away my last Flower Wings just to get rid of them, but I had it recommended that I hold onto them to get one of the three-hardest-to-find items I want D= ...so in its place I gave away some crap item just because someone expressed a want ^^ which is just as good for my SDB cleaning! I definitely need more boxes, though... just need to not pay any mind to how many I'm getting overall... ¬_¬; [which seems like being spendthrift, but I don't pay attention to how many movies I've seen in-theatre anymore, either, and that experience goes away, vs. the pleasure that comes from playing with my virtual doll clothes][/Neogeek]
So that's me! Going back to cleaning out my digital library now =p [oh, so many scratchy Smashing Pumpkins demos...]
Edit: Paul Harvey! D= Oh, man. My mother always fought with the radio to listen to him twice a day, first on one station and then on the station that delayed the same broadcast by a few minutes. Man, that sucks to see him go.
Here it is if you WERE interested, tho!He stared at her for a tense moment. "You DO look familiar," Marius commented, noting her figure. He added, with a chuckle, "I'm sure you have the smarts not to tell me who you are, though."
It was surprisingly more difficult to be horrified by him this time, as cleaned up as he was from their previous encounters. If only he and Darian didn't look so much alike! What astonished her most was that he genuinely didn't seem to recognize her-how many girls had he met that were one consistent shade?
"I suppose I could narrow it down anyway," he mused, scratching his chin. "You've mistaken me for Darian Grey, plus you're actively seeking him out, so you're someone close to him, even though he doesn't like people getting close."
The words stung, even from someone like him. "What does that matter?" she snapped.
"It makes a difference," he grinned. Alex felt a part of herself slip away with that grin, though she had to fight not to show it. "I don't suppose you'd like to talk about it...?"
Those weren't words she ever expected to hear from him. "What do you mean?"
"You know my first and last name, but not that I prefer my middle name, so that means you probably know me through Grey, which is a little ironic."
She furrowed her brow, an unsettling feeling falling over her. "Gordon Waters III," she mumbled.
"Ah, you DO know!" he exclaimed, laughing. "I guess they ran it in the papers, though, but it's still funny when you think about it."
Was it? she thought. It still sounded so foreign to her, she couldn't quite accept that as his real name-and neither did Darian, she realized, which must've been why he kept distancing himself from his family... Yet, why such malice over it?
"Anyway, I bet he coloured me as this heinous drug-addicted petty larcenist serial killer, hasn't he? Trying to make everyone hate me without even getting to know me?"
They wouldn't have to get to know you, she thought, but when she reflected on it, Alex couldn't recall a single instance where he had been anything but a loudmouth. Marius hadn't chased her that first time they met-it was her own fear of what might happen to her. For the longest and most excruciating moment, she wondered if he was actually a bad person. Until that point, she had really only been taking it on Darian's word that Marius was vile, even if the first impressions he'd given her only served to back up those claims. Yet if the most he'd done to her was make Cosy uneasy-and that normally would seem like warning enough, since dogs tended to be more honest about their feelings than people-was it really enough to dismiss someone who very well might be innocent enough?
She felt angry at Darian now. Why did it matter to him if she was around Marius? He ran away-any incentive she had to take his advice was gone now-and as unpleasant as he had seemed at first, Marius acted much more like an adult now. It was, she had to admit, quite attractive.
"Then tell me," Alex dared, "why would Darian say such ugly things about you if they weren't true?"
Marius shrugged. "Same as any jealous guy, I gather."
"Jealous!" Alex barely held back a snort. "Of what?"
"Looks, intelligence... Who knows?" He held his arms out in a lazy gesture. "Maybe he knows I've come into a very lucrative position that's going to have me set for life. He wants it, because his inheritance isn't going to last forever."
Alex tried to remain skeptical. "Position where?"
He glanced around in suspicion. "It's a bit of an inside track-I'd prefer not to talk about it in too public a place."
In either event, I'm trying to be deliberately vague in how it could go, but I'm either predictable or it doesn't make sense... that seems to be about how my [serious] work runs =/
Shmupmeet 4.0 went well enough, I think--I was kind of antisocial again, but I don't know how to interact well. Too much observational introvert in me, I think. It's really more Char's scene, either way ^^
[Neogeek]I almost gave away my last Flower Wings just to get rid of them, but I had it recommended that I hold onto them to get one of the three-hardest-to-find items I want D= ...so in its place I gave away some crap item just because someone expressed a want ^^ which is just as good for my SDB cleaning! I definitely need more boxes, though... just need to not pay any mind to how many I'm getting overall... ¬_¬; [which seems like being spendthrift, but I don't pay attention to how many movies I've seen in-theatre anymore, either, and that experience goes away, vs. the pleasure that comes from playing with my virtual doll clothes][/Neogeek]
So that's me! Going back to cleaning out my digital library now =p [oh, so many scratchy Smashing Pumpkins demos...]
Edit: Paul Harvey! D= Oh, man. My mother always fought with the radio to listen to him twice a day, first on one station and then on the station that delayed the same broadcast by a few minutes. Man, that sucks to see him go.