[ ♥ 036 ][ mea maxima culpa ][ action / accidental voice post ]

[mottoaiokomete]

[Papillon is flying through the City skies, enjoying the cold air and the snowfall. He leaves a trail of golden light in his wake, seemingly minding his own business.]

[He spots another figure wandering the streets.]

Oh~ho. ♥ Another that haunts the dark hours of early morning~. What horrors does this one bring~?

[ooc; time for the Ghost Rider's

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[miss_waldorf]

[Blair only slightly squeaked as she whipped around. If looks could kill, Papillon should fall over and die now --but he obviously isn't, and Blair refuses to stop trying]

If you're trying to pick me up, you're a bit late. I'm heading home.

[mottoaiokomete]

[Papillon, still hovering in the sky, gunpowder butterfly wings alight, looks down at the girl with amusement.]

Then do what you will.

[Meaning he doesn't really care.]

[miss_waldorf]

[The alcohol in her system probably helps in lessening the shock factor, but it doesn't make the scene any easier for her to take. She crosses her arms in front of her]

Excuse me. You almost got me a heart attack coming out of nowhere like that, and now you're shooing me away? Please

[mottoaiokomete]

[His honed senses can smell the inebriation on her, and he quirks an eyebrow.]

You have more to worry about than me. If you faint, I won't be the one who might eat you.

[miss_waldorf]

[Blair winces at the word 'eat'; knowing that he probably means it quite literally considering the nature of the City's population. She stands up straighter, as if it would make up for the gap in height and power]

That probably wasn't what you wanted to say to me when you first said hi. So out with it already so I can readily decline the offer.

[mottoaiokomete]

[The homunculus is further amused at her bravado, but he does not make much of it. It is clearly one borne of the desire to protect herself, as there is the difference between the arrogance of one who can afford to be arrogant and one who wishes to portray him or herself as something else other than what they are.]

And what if I've no offers in mind~? Surprise me with what you think I might have asked.

[miss_waldorf]

[Blair huffs in annoyance and glares at Papillon, although either gestures come across as comical considering how she is practically swaying in her high heels. She quirks one eyebrow in acknowledgment of a challenge]

The one thing all guys want? --then again, considering how you dress, I wouldn't be surprised if you're a psycho toenail-collector [she eyes him top to bottom with disapproval in her face] or something worst.

[mottoaiokomete]

Collecting souvenirs from people you kill? How trite.

[Papillon idly waves a hand.]

I would prefer to have them erased, like they never existed. ♥

[He grins, fangs showing, and demonic glee flickers momentarily upon his face before vanishing as he flips his hair.]

However, I suppose people must have their own preferences~.

"One thing all guys want." Well, I am not part of "all guys." I am not human.

[miss_waldorf]

[Blair watches him with disgust and fear combined. She was never good at hiding her emotions, and being drunk certainly doesn't help. She takes one step back]

I don't imagine you are. I'd say you're closer to pig than human.

[She flips her hair back in an act of defiance]

Now if you don't mind, I prefer having you erased from my memory, like you never existed.

[mottoaiokomete]

Try homunculus.

[Again, another smile, dangerous and sharp.]

And no one will forget Pa~pi~llo~n. ♥ No one.

[He is in a fairly good mood, but she is slowly irritating him more and more. If there is two things he does not like, they is the degradation of his supremacy . . . and being forgotten.]

[miss_waldorf]

Really now~?

[As for Blair, if there is one thing she cannot dislike, it is winning. She can smell it out from a thousand miles away. A smirk crosses her lips]

That no one is now someone. Watch me.

[She turns on her heels, surprisingly without wobbling, and starts to stomp away]

[mottoaiokomete]

[It would be easy to burn her to a crisp--to see and feel her blood beneath his hands, her flesh ripping beneath the power of his claws, streaking across the pavement in a burst of crimson and gunpowder. Thankfully, he is not that violent anymore.]

I am just watching you attempt to hide your weaknesses, girl. Don't think that arrogance without power will always save you.

[He laughs, chilling and cruel.]

[miss_waldorf]

[Unwittingly, she shivers at his laugh. A part of her --the rational one that she probably should listen to-- tells her she should make a run for it, the other part tells her that if nothing else, this is a waste of time, and then there is the Blair Waldorf part. She turns around again to face him, one hand on her hip and ice in her eyes]

Just so you know, I'm powerful even here. I don't need a famous mom, or a posse, or anything, I'm Blair Waldorf and that's more than enough.

You, on the other hand, need to stop getting off on harassing little girls.

[mottoaiokomete]

[He has calmed down now. Now that she sounds more a petulant child than anything else. He laughs, and this one is less indicative of death--more of plain amusement.]

It was your choice to respond to a general statement. Now run along before you vomit onto the ground--unless that is what thrills you~. ♥

[miss_waldorf]

[She narrows her eyes in annoyance. Her head is spinning like mad and she is not in the mood for more 'harmless' bantering. More and more she wants to claw him and get it over with]

Oh, I get it now.

You're so scared of being forgotten that you go around wearing some extravagant costume trying to make an impression. I'm sorry, I think the hangover will erase whatever memory I might otherwise have of you.

So. Since you're obviously not worth my time [She casts him a glance that tells him she would carve up his face if he says another word, then gives him a sweet sweet smile] go flutter along~

[mottoaiokomete]

If I'm not worth your time, then move. I don't see you making enough of an effort.

[He braces his hands on his hips, his gunpowder wings fluttering slightly.]

Beware of what lurks at night~.