Thread: //.ghost/ECHO::Murphy_Was_Right:// [ClockworkCadence x Ryees]

RE .ghostECHOMurphyWasRight To be honest, shed been rather calm until now. The tired look on her face and the exhausted pain radiating from her body translated to at worst apathy, at best a genuine desire to work things out. Shed been reasonableblunt, but reasonable. But for his first words to be hold the fuck up ? All bets were off now. The speed and relative ease he moved to sit up with were a bit surprising, given his injuries. It very well could have been just a front, but there was something still respectable about how well he seemed to hide his pain. His eyes met hers for the first time, and she saw the sharp determination crackling like electricity in his cold eyes, not unlike the same fire raging in the forest of hers. She watched as he made it a point to move the tip of her knife away, not even bothering to feign innocence as she glared down at him. Honey? Really? Wow, watch out, we've got a charmer, here. Her nose wrinkled in disgust as she leaned down a bit closer, her lips set into a fine line of annoyance. Sorry to disappoint, but this aint a damn market. Her voice dripped with venom as her eyes narrowed dangerously, needles of anger prickling along her spine. Im telling you the facts. I want you dead, but both of us could end up dead. Simple as that. She stood back up to her full height then, arms crossing under her chest as her gaze held his. Youre oh-so welcome for me being nice enough to be so straightforward about this, by the way. Glad you appreciate it. Then came the but . She stood there silently, feeling a bit of heat radiating in the space between their hands as he spewed some nonsense about a counter-offer, as if he was in any position to give one. He really thought he could create a safeguard against her phasing? He really thought that playing some bullshit game like they were damn schoolkids was really better than just getting this shit over with? She'd figured he was a lunatic since his crazed laughing in the face of impending death, but the depth of his delusions was just getting ridiculous. Silence filled the air after his words, a heaviness settling on the area as the two looked at one another. Yet all too soon, this moment of uneasy peace was abruptly broken by laughter, her hand offered in peace retreating away to her side as she cackled insultingly. Wow, youre serious? Youre actually serious? The smirk on her face cracked wickedly across her lips as she shook her head in disbelief. This was a waste of her time. Suddenly, her amusement shifted to icy contempt, a frustrated sigh rushing into the air as her hands came to rest casually on her hips. Hows about I paint you a little scenario here. I tell you to shove your counter-offer up your ass and leave you here bleeding in the dust. You die within the hour when more .WRAITHS come around. Instead of fighting my way into a painful death like you, I just use my handy-dandy little gift to lay low and untouchable until I can get the hell out of here, alive. A soft light enveloped her body as she shifted into plasm, walking casually towards him until shed traveled straight through, continuing on her short route to one of the dead .WRAITHS as she slowly melted back into her physical form. Though it was exhausting at this point to utilize her ability when her senses werent dulled by adrenaline, shed go to nearly any length to prove a point. Her small form crouched down as her hand reached for a tuft of fur ripped from one of the .WRAITHS during the fight, rubbing the matted and rough fibers between her fingers. Maybe later, Ill come back and dig whatever pieces of meat and flesh that are left of you a nice, shallow grave. If youre lucky, I might even be nice enough to bring a couple flowers or something in mourning, or some shit like that. The fur floated to the ground as she stood, wandering over to the .WRAITH carcass a few feet away. Youve got some serious balls, sitting around acting like Im not trying to do you a favor here by extending your life by an hour. At least I could make it quick and painless. She leaned down again, taking the head of the .WRAITH in her hand, observing the shark teeth corruption with mild interest. These .WRAITHS? With a hand under its chin, she opened and closed its jaws in a sharp, snapping motion. Not so much. It was a few seconds before she wandered her way back to standing in front of the man, slender shoulders shrugging as a genuine grin ghosted across her expression. But you know what? I like games. Jobs like this are always so boring. This was a waste of her timebut she may as well find some way to enjoy it. His death would be the culmination of months of work. Then, shed have to go back to less interesting targets and burying her face in research, and where was the fun in that? It could be worth dragging the end of all this out, even if only to have the satisfaction of beating him at his own game before she experienced the joy of tearing his throat open. She lowered herself to sit next to him, the ground a bit cold as she leaned back on her hands, gaze searching his face with interest. All right, Jigsaw. You want me to actually take you up on this game? Youre gonna have to be a bit more specific than that. What kind of game are we talking about, here?