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 Posted: Sat Feb 09, 2008 9:29 pm
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Posted: Sat Feb 09, 2008 9:33 pm
William always left the doors in the manor ajar slightly, unless someone wanted privacy. Seeing as everyone living here besides me, Azarus, Dracoris and himself have trouble working door handles, it’s a common courtesy. I pushed the door open with a paw, ignoring the quiet laughter coming from within.
/ I see the answer you received was not one you wanted to hear. It’s sad when one’s views are proven wrong.
“Bah, I only told him that his words had meaning to shut him up; nothing more.” I glared at my reflection, quickly losing patience with its irritating attitude.
/ And yet here you are.
“What’s that suppose to mean?” My reflection only broadened its grin, green eyes sparkling with amusement. “I know you’re just a figment of my imagination, so start making sense.” I still can’t believe I’m arguing with myself like this; I’m a Masaharu, not some common Ninetails who’s suffering a breakdown.
/ If I am but an illusion, why do my words get to you so well?
“Because they don’t make a lick of sense; and I can’t stand being toyed with. I know there’s more to you than it seems.”
/ Sometimes things are not just black and white as you would think them to be.
“Yes, quite often red is mixed in with that.” My reflection looked down, shaking her head slowly. Hah, got her good with that one.
/ You still do not understand…
“What’s there to understand? I’ve found another of the occurrences, and it’s now a matter of finding its purpose.” I could care less about what happens to them beyond that; I do have to perform the ritual to return their souls to living forms, but that’s it. My reflection suddenly looked back up, smirking.
/ Then I guess we have much to talk about.
“Doubtful. The stress that created you is fading, meaning this should be the last time I have this daydream.” Her grin broadened, showing a number of white teeth.
/ Who said this I’m a stress related hallucination…
“Don’t ******** with me, if you’re some malign presence…” I cut my threat short, instead letting out a low growl to show my anger. I could feel my temper flaring; having to endure a stress related hallucination was one thing, but being manipulated by another is something I will NOT put up with.
/ Now, now; it’s undignified for a Teragashi to use such language. Her words cut my growl short; only a few alive knew my family name, and all but Tatakichi live in the manner…
“… How do you know that name?”
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