I Want To Strangle The Stars For All They Promised Me

[haircestor]

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.]

Comments

[haircestor]

[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.

[p2iioniicii2t]

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. ]

[haircestor]

[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?

[p2iioniicii2t]

[ 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.

[haircestor]

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

I'm glad to hear that! Heehee!

Oh! Do you want to sit down?

[p2iioniicii2t]

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. ]

[haircestor]

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.

[p2iioniicii2t]

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. ]

sobs baaaby

[haircestor]

[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!

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

[p2iioniicii2t]

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. ]

she's being nice to him sobs

[haircestor]

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.]

that's what's so scary

[p2iioniicii2t]

[ 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. ]