Sep 10, 2009 11:46
And there is a second tarot card in the bar, but he's at the sofa with Bane. Ruin is feeding the coyote scrapes of meat from his leftover lunch, chuckling. He's rather pleased with himself and ignoring anything niggling in his head about things to come.
Ruin is determined to enjoy his rare good mood to its fullest.
ruin,
elizabeth
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"This is my companion, much like Mons and Mare are Moon's," he says as Bane noses up to Liz, seeing if she has any food for him. He's scraggily, a little too think, but rather happy looking.
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Her head leans back a little to rest on Ruin's shoulder so she can look at him. "You look happy."
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Ruin scritches the nape of Liz's neck while Bane settles down at his feet.
"And I am. A rare occurrence, but it does happen."
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"Why is that, pussycat?"
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"Because I say so."
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Smug cat is smug.
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"You're a terrible temptation, making me smile and laugh."
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"What can I say, I'm good at what I do," she chuckles.
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He grins, resuming his scritching.
"And everyone has been behaving, except for your dear Anita, who is altering the motion of things even as we speak. Rash girl."
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"What's she done now?" It's lazy because she's being scritched, though there's a faint tiredness in her tone as well. Anita's always doing something or another.
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Nightmare's yet another.
"But his pain won't be assuaged until she finally gets over her twisted sense of mortality where he's concerned, and you know that's not for some time yet."
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