Post by MESMU on Mar 3, 2012 23:43:35 GMT -5
With out me there would be no Namine.
You're wrong... With out Namine there would be no Angel.
I see that you've been playing with fire again my dear, The Doctor whispers almost seductively into the sensitive cat like ear. Its owner shying away from the voice, even if unconsciously and in his suddenly restless slumber. You know better than to let the beast come out and play. A sigh is heard and white haired doctor steps away from the examination table, his eyes glazed over in thought.
She promised me nothing, she was too afraid of what might happen to her heart if she did. Even if she did, I don't see how it would be any of your business.
Behind closed eyelids, yellow hues are dark with stress as his body plagues itself with both fear and hatred.
I am her guard and hers to command, but I am also her only loyal friend... So I think I have every right to know what's going on between you two.
His stomach twists in knots, knowing the next line is going to pain him the most here. He can't stand the fact that she can move on while he waits patiently, "curing" himself of his darkness. If only things where as simple as the next words echoing in his head.
You're living in a delusion, Angel...you'll do anything to keep her from realizing it, because the moment you do, you've lost all your power, and you'll be nothing. Because you are nothing.
I am nothing... Nothing at all... Why do I keep fight this then?
He's really losing it this time... Dammit, c'mon kitten, I need you sane for this.
Another voice is talking to him, he knows this voice. Its one of the ones that want to control him, own him, make him theirs. Its just a sadistic, just as cruel as his own father's voice. He loath it, hates it, fears it. But, alas, cannot fight it. He can feel the crawls of consciousness grasp him and he lets out a dazed gasp.
Angel? Angel, kitten, is it you this time?
This time, how many times has Avidity awoken me since I sought him out? How many times has he had to put me back to sleep? "Yes," The male whispers softly and he feels a cool, wet, sponge substance pressed to his lips. He sucks on the the object with out much other thought, already recognizing that the Doctor had tried to constict him again only to find his first bindings firmly in place, only to find that Angel isn't as stable minded as the blond is first made out to be.
Kitten... You must promise me to never seek these women out again... Do you hear me? The white haired male speaks with concern and sadness in their voice. You cannot control yourself with them.
"I need her," Is his meek answer to which he gets a heavy sigh.
Cold turkey wouldn't suit you it seems... Fine... I need you to ease your way out, Kitten.
Ease?
I can see the confusion on your face... You need to slowly detach yourself from Bambii... Move onwards to someone whom can keep you sane, keep you alive while giving you all the gentleness and love you crave.
"Leave then?"
No... Just move on... This love is causing you too much pain, TOO much pain. Angel shifts around and nods, knowing he's not going to be able to actually say one way or another... At this moment... He needs to go back to sleep.
"May I sleep?" His limbs and body feel drained.
Yes.
Its a short while after this that he dozes off. Previous thoughts fading into memories, memories into nothing...
Just like him.
Just like the pain he feels.
Just like the love he felt...
~Fin<//3
You're wrong... With out Namine there would be no Angel.
I see that you've been playing with fire again my dear, The Doctor whispers almost seductively into the sensitive cat like ear. Its owner shying away from the voice, even if unconsciously and in his suddenly restless slumber. You know better than to let the beast come out and play. A sigh is heard and white haired doctor steps away from the examination table, his eyes glazed over in thought.
She promised me nothing, she was too afraid of what might happen to her heart if she did. Even if she did, I don't see how it would be any of your business.
Behind closed eyelids, yellow hues are dark with stress as his body plagues itself with both fear and hatred.
I am her guard and hers to command, but I am also her only loyal friend... So I think I have every right to know what's going on between you two.
His stomach twists in knots, knowing the next line is going to pain him the most here. He can't stand the fact that she can move on while he waits patiently, "curing" himself of his darkness. If only things where as simple as the next words echoing in his head.
You're living in a delusion, Angel...you'll do anything to keep her from realizing it, because the moment you do, you've lost all your power, and you'll be nothing. Because you are nothing.
I am nothing... Nothing at all... Why do I keep fight this then?
He's really losing it this time... Dammit, c'mon kitten, I need you sane for this.
Another voice is talking to him, he knows this voice. Its one of the ones that want to control him, own him, make him theirs. Its just a sadistic, just as cruel as his own father's voice. He loath it, hates it, fears it. But, alas, cannot fight it. He can feel the crawls of consciousness grasp him and he lets out a dazed gasp.
Angel? Angel, kitten, is it you this time?
This time, how many times has Avidity awoken me since I sought him out? How many times has he had to put me back to sleep? "Yes," The male whispers softly and he feels a cool, wet, sponge substance pressed to his lips. He sucks on the the object with out much other thought, already recognizing that the Doctor had tried to constict him again only to find his first bindings firmly in place, only to find that Angel isn't as stable minded as the blond is first made out to be.
Kitten... You must promise me to never seek these women out again... Do you hear me? The white haired male speaks with concern and sadness in their voice. You cannot control yourself with them.
"I need her," Is his meek answer to which he gets a heavy sigh.
Cold turkey wouldn't suit you it seems... Fine... I need you to ease your way out, Kitten.
Ease?
I can see the confusion on your face... You need to slowly detach yourself from Bambii... Move onwards to someone whom can keep you sane, keep you alive while giving you all the gentleness and love you crave.
"Leave then?"
No... Just move on... This love is causing you too much pain, TOO much pain. Angel shifts around and nods, knowing he's not going to be able to actually say one way or another... At this moment... He needs to go back to sleep.
"May I sleep?" His limbs and body feel drained.
Yes.
Its a short while after this that he dozes off. Previous thoughts fading into memories, memories into nothing...
Just like him.
Just like the pain he feels.
Just like the love he felt...
~Fin<//3
