Open Log

[devwocean]

Who: Orphaner Dualscar and YOU
When: Any time throughout the curse week
Where: Out and about in the bubble or the island
Style: Starting in action, but I'll follow your lead
Status: Open

[Dualscar's taken careful notice of this curse, and is pretty sure what it's all about - and that he's not affected. As a highblood troll, it would be practically unconscionable for him not to take advantage of this opportunity.

He may be deliberately visiting your character - if you're someone he knows - or it could be a chance meeting. Either way, he may be trying to ferret out information. Or there might not be anything in particular that he cares to know.]

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[devwocean]

[He was getting more and more irritated, until the very last bit, when she revealed a little something he hadn't expected. It's not that hard to push the irritation away for now, pouncing on the bit at the end]

Oh really? Wwhat troubles havve you had wwith matesprits?

[shesapir8]

[She glares at him, sullen and grouchy, but her mouth betrays her, words pushing passed her gritted teeth]

What problems don't I have. He's been seduced by the idiot Expatriate, which while is great fuel for our kismesisittude, doesn't mean I accept it lightly. Yet like always, the flighty little shit is being a flighty little shit and refusing to talk even though it's wuite clear his feelings for me didn't die when I did and I. [a huff] I understand why, but it doesn't mean I want to let him go.

Now will you kindly get the fuck out of my place? As nice as it is to have someone to talk to, you're not exactly the highest on the list of people who I want to know about my shit.

[devwocean]

"Wwhy do you think I'm here?" Dualscar asks, though his eyes are burning. It's hard to listen to her talking about this, and the only saving grace is that it's just as hard for Mindfang to talk about it as it is to listen.

On the other hand, he's not sure what to ask. He chews on his lip. "It's not like you to lowwer yourself to pine ovver some browwnblood."

[shesapir8]

"To annoy the fuck out of me?" A huff, Mindfang rolling her eyes as she takes a drink. "To get information from me that you know I would otherwise share. Not with you. We may not have a relationship but I know better than to trust you with anything."

A small shrugs, Mindfang slumping a little, looking away from him. "A lot changed after you died. I almost died myself, and I suppose that changed. I won't deny, I meant to kill him when we first met, but..." a sigh "There was something about him that made me stay my hand. And then I let myself bleed red for him." A bitter laugh and she finally lifts her head, a bitter smile forming. "And it got me killed and still stupidly in pity for the idiot."

And then she looks at him, eyes cold. "Have you gotten enough humour out of this yet?"

[devwocean]

He considers that for a few moments, then smirks hungrily. "Possibly. Havve you remembered that you loathe me, yet?"