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I Want To Strangle The Stars For All They Promised Me

Who: The Condesce, The Helmsman and Dualscar
When: February 4th
Where: The Condesce's luxurious hive which is also Dualscar's
Style: Action
Status: Closed

[Condesce lets out a sigh as she stares at Dualscar. He was terrible at this offering things to the Empress even if she didn't ask for it. She found it utterly rude, he should offer her tea even if he thinks she doesn't want it. She wants to be able to say no so she doesn't feel like commonblooded scum, perhaps she'd say something to him later.]

We're having company, if you could call it that. He should be here soon, I doubt he wants to keep me waiting and if he does, he'll regret it.

[With a roll of her eyes and a shrug of her shoulders she stared at Dualscar. This obviously meast she expects him to get the door when her little ship battery gets here.]

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Please? Please? Please what!? You never wanted to what? Hmmmm? You sound like a retard glubbing like this!

[She moves a hand to his face to guide his gaze back to hers, wanting to force him to look at her, the touch in itself is unbelievably soft for someone so angry.]

If you're going to apologize do it correctly and speak right.

[Condesce wouldn't normally insult his lisp, it didn't even bother her, but at the moment she was angry at him so he should feel like crap.]

[The Empress certainly is devoted to her slave. Dualscar tries to cover his growing discomfort by pouring himself some tea, but he watches this over the rim with a scowl, reminded of Mindfang and her jadeblood piece of filth.]

[ The Helmsman shivers at her persistent, cool touch. He sighs, lips parted as if he intended to speak, but he was lost in those fierce tyrian eyes. It had been two months since they had been separated. His programming had been damaged severely in the time they were apart, and his heart is thumping in his chest loud enough that he wouldn't be surprised if someone else heard it. ]

I never... intended to abandon you. I... I want nothing more than to find a way to be forgiven by you, my Empressth.

[ He can feel the weight of another gaze on him, Dualscar doubtlessly disapproved, and it only led to the trembling in his emaciated frame to become all the more obvious. ]

[A smile touches her lips and the hand that had been forcing him to look at her slides up, following his jawline until her hand was on the back of his head, claws carding through his hair softly. Everything she was doing was gentle, something typically only from trolls deep in a red quadrant.]

Promise me you won't do it again and you will be forgiven, Helmsman. I was so afraid I would never see you again.

[She doesn't really give him much warning or a chance to say much before her lips are brushing against his softly, not kissing him, hovering and awaiting a response, a promise she was looking for. She doesn't seem to even care if Dualscar is watching them, she knows he is. But losing her psionic had been maddening.]

[Dualscar's eyes widen as he watches this...rather lewd flushed display. How can this be? What is she doing?

He knows better than to demand answers, though his thoughts are swirling and confused. He stands abruptly and mutters something about excusing himself, striding towards the door]

[ The Helmsman had never felt flushed feelings for the Empress--unsurprisingly, who could truly pity Her? But his emotions had never been important when it came to anything. No, served the will of his Empress.

He lets his eyes slide the rest of the way shut as he presses forward obediently to kiss her. There is no passion in the gesture, just a well-behaved servant performing the duty placed upon him. ]

[The Condesce pulls away after a moment, smiling up at him, a more cheerful smile than her usual condescending ones.]

I'm so excited you're here!

[Her eyes flicker over to where Dualscar had been, making sure he had left, she'd bring him back in in a moment.]

I was thiiinking about how horrible I was to you! And it's not right.

[ Okay, he is completely and utterly terrified. He freezes up again, scarcely breathing as he looks to her. This was not something that the Empress did.]

It wath not...?

[ Something was going to break soon, and he was sure it would inevitably be himself. ]

[She pouts, trying to act friendlier.]

Nuh uh! I wanted to say I'm sorry!

[Inside she is smirking so hard. She reaches her hand back up as if she were going to touch his cheek but hesitates and withdraws it.]

Oh, you probably hate me.

I cannot hate you.

[ And it's true. He drops his gaze as she withdraws, staring down at their feet instead of looking to her as if any action might shatter whatever caused this change of mood. ]

[She sighs. God, what a fuckup. She briefly wonders why removing someone's feelings all together is so hard. Perhaps she should have tried harder with him.]

Do you want to?

[ This is going to end horribly. Still, he has to guess at what she might want and he shakes his head. His breath is coming just a little bit shorter, his chest tight. ]

No, my Empresth.

[She gives him another one of those warm smiles.]

I'm glad to hear that! Heehee!

Oh! Do you want to sit down?

If that would be appropriate...?

[ God, he doesn't know! He's kind of used to being trapped in his helmsblock, suffering terrible agonies for the satisfaction of his Empress and expansion of their Empire. ]

Of course! Go ahead! I'll go get Dualscar again!

[She pauses.]

Can you not tell anyone I'm here? I'm afraid someone will try to attack me and I don't want to hurt anyone.

By your command.

[ He hesitates briefly, but finally moves to sit... on the floor by a particularly comfortable piece of furniture, guessing and hoping that the spot would be where she intended to sit. Dualscar has impressed a few rules on him in the interim. ]

[She has to refrain from rolling her eyes and scoffing at his action. If she knew Dualscar did that... 3>:C HELL TO PAY MISTER.

Without saying anything she walked over to him and held her hand out to him to pull him up!]

I meant on [She gestures to the couch] unless you want to sit there!

Thank you.

[ Ever try to put a dog that's well trained on a couch when it knows it shouldn't be there? That is how the Helmsman feels right about then. But still, he takes her hand and looks to her with very wide eyes.

If that was what she desired, he was not opposed to sitting on the furniture. In fact, well, he appreciated it, really, as much as he is able to appreciate any small kindness from his Empress. It's probably written all over his face, no less, when he takes a proper seat. ]

I can have Dualscar fetch you some tea if you want.

[That look she got from him. This is child's play.]

It's been a looong time. And I had time to think of all the horrible stuff I did to you, to a lot of people.

[She brings a hand to his cheek, just stopping before she touches him, hesitant, as if she were seeing if it were okay.]

[ And he shouldn't have done it, but it is his Empress. She is the very center of his reality, no matter what else happened.

He leans slightly into her touch, hesitant and fearful. ]

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sobs baaaby

I know, right? I am just like T~T

she's being nice to him sobs

that's what's so scary