[Private, hackable]
It has been three weeks since I have partaken of the Raven's blood, and my health has yet to improve. You said that your love for me would make me well again, Kraehe, but it has not. It seems that your love alone is not enough. If only I had the rest of my heart shards returned to me ...
Fakir, it seems, is lost to me now. He has chosen to serve the White Swan. So be it! I offered him a place by my side, and he refused my most generous offer. Once a failure, always a failure. A pitiful excuse for a knight thinks that he can protect Princess Tutu? What a fool! I'll crush them both, just as soon as I am well enough to fight once more ...
Princess Tutu ... what an annoyance. Always poking her nose into my business, thwarting me just when I find a suitable sacrifice for the Raven. I can't believe I once loved that girl ... No, not me. The other me. He loved Princess Tutu. I love Princess Kraehe.
And speaking of that other Mytho ... I grow tired of his ceaseless whining. "Please, don't make me hurt them!" Hah! As if I'd listen to that pathetic wretch. Now we'll see who is trapped in a gilded cage, won't we? I hate being locked away in the darkness. Poor thing put up quite a good fight, but now all he does his beg and plead and moan, sobbing in his little corner inside my heart ...
It's growing late. I think I'm going to retire early. And I've developed a strange itch on the back of my right hand. Perhaps I was bitten by a mosquito? I'll put some ointment on it and see if it gets better in the morning.
((OOC: Backdated to take place after Mytho and Rue babysit for Yunalesca. Also, Fakir and Rue have permission to haxxors his entry LOL))
Fakir, it seems, is lost to me now. He has chosen to serve the White Swan. So be it! I offered him a place by my side, and he refused my most generous offer. Once a failure, always a failure. A pitiful excuse for a knight thinks that he can protect Princess Tutu? What a fool! I'll crush them both, just as soon as I am well enough to fight once more ...
Princess Tutu ... what an annoyance. Always poking her nose into my business, thwarting me just when I find a suitable sacrifice for the Raven. I can't believe I once loved that girl ... No, not me. The other me. He loved Princess Tutu. I love Princess Kraehe.
And speaking of that other Mytho ... I grow tired of his ceaseless whining. "Please, don't make me hurt them!" Hah! As if I'd listen to that pathetic wretch. Now we'll see who is trapped in a gilded cage, won't we? I hate being locked away in the darkness. Poor thing put up quite a good fight, but now all he does his beg and plead and moan, sobbing in his little corner inside my heart ...
It's growing late. I think I'm going to retire early. And I've developed a strange itch on the back of my right hand. Perhaps I was bitten by a mosquito? I'll put some ointment on it and see if it gets better in the morning.
((OOC: Backdated to take place after Mytho and Rue babysit for Yunalesca. Also, Fakir and Rue have permission to haxxors his entry LOL))