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

RE .ghostECHOMurphyWasRight There was something about the badlands that shed never really noticed before until she actually took the time to sit there, looking out at the vast landscapethe silence shed thought she always heard wasnt quite what she thought it was. There was a low hum of energy in the air, both from the natural plasm of the area constantly in motion and from the electricity radiating from the technology that infected random bits of the world. It was an odd reminder that things were always changing, and that sometimes it only took a closer look to see the true nature of something. .DUALITY almost didnt hear his quiet voice through her thoughts, not taking her gaze off of the horizon as she snorted. Nah, I think Im much better off doing whatever I please and not taking your shit. Shed already tried to kill himwhats the worst that could happen if she just simply threatened him? They were already past some point of no return with their animosity, why hold back now? She didnt know when it had begun to snow little green pixels, but one floating close to her face snapped her out of her thoughts, her like-colored irises trailing after the cube. It settled on her hand, a gentle warmth that accompanied a tiny shock as it seeped into her skin. It was so artificial, yet as beautiful as if it were the real thing. She wasnt sure shed ever get used to seeing this worlds strange weather, but at the same time, she didnt want to. If she could be pleasantly surprised by every beautifully unique thing that happened in this bizarre world, shed be pretty content. But his words? Definitely not a pleasant surprise. The only thing that kept repeating in her mind was the word how . How did he know all of this? Her hidden weapons, the contents of her pockets, what she was wearing, hell, even her bodys measurements? How was he able to tell just where her scars came from? How long had he had all this information? Most importantly, how dare he? How dare he pry into her personalwell, everythingand just lay it all out on the table as if it were nothing? Her hand twitched as she stared at a dark mountain in the distance, keeping a carefully controlled and neutral face while on the inside she screamed. That snow wasnt any sort of coincidence, was it? He was one word away from a nice, deep slit in his throat. To be honest, it embarrassed her. It absolutely infuriated her. It made her want to shift her body away from him and try to cover what little she might be able to keep secret from him. Yet she knew she couldnt reactthats just what he wanted. All of this was to just unnerve her, to push her buttons. If he flustered her enough to get a rise out of her, hed win. Two could play this game, though. A slow, sarcastic clap shocked the air before she leaned back on her hands, forcing her real emotions behind a steel wall of indifference as she met him with a bored expression. Wow, nice party trick. So your ability is odd but useless trivia. Ive seen better. You just sprinkled some magic fairy dust and gained information. Whoop-de-fucking-do. Jazz hands emphasized magic fairy dust before they threw themselves into the air carelessly, a dark grin quirking the edges of her lips. You should work on your showmanshipthat might make things a bit more interesting. Seriously, the droning computer voice wont get you into Vegas, honey. Falling into the natural rhythm of her mocking tone, she stared back at him with an amused expression, refusing to back down and let him take her dominance. Red is rather nice on me, by the wayIm so glad you can see that. This is your first time seeing a womans body, right? Wow, better late than never, I guess. Dont get too excited, now. Her teasing sneer suddenly cut into a serious scowl, tired of the pretentious attitude her adversary kept trying to throw her way. You think I really give a shit what you can do? Sorry to disappoint, but Im not gonna lose any sleep wondering about it. Besides, youre still melodramatically dragging out the suspense of what the hell this game is instead of just growing a pair and telling me. What, you dont have a plan? Or do you just like stirring up drama like a middle school girl? She looked away then, searching around for nothing in particular as a scoff huffed from her mouth. If you want to get even close to intimidating me, youre gonna have to try a lot harder than that. Nothing was less intimidating than a game depicting their current struggle, clearly biased and tipped in his favor when in reality, that scale was probably more weighted on her side. A leather boot lifted into the air, green embers fixated on his face with a blank expression as the shoe pointedly crashed down onto the sand figures. The ankle twisted slowly, grinding the pieces into the ground as the heel began to draw circles, erasing every trace of the chess board. Id rather work against you, if youre gonna be like that. She leaned in closer then, focus still razor sharp on his expression as her voice became laced with acid. Fuck your cooperation. Just be vulnerable and deal with it? Youve gotta be fucking kidding me. Id rather have been torn up by those .WRAITHS. Are you really delusional enough to think that someone would actually go along with that bullshit? She was tired. Tired of the pain, tired of sitting around, but most of all, tired of him. Vulnerable? Ill show him vulnerable. Her hand lurched towards him. She wanted to rip his heart out, but knew she couldnt kill himnot yet. As big as her bravado had been earlier, she wasnt sure she had enough plasm to keep her safe and phased the entire hour she had to wait. She needed to keep him around just in case she needed to use himas bait, as someone to take away some of the brunt of an attack, whatever it may be. So she opted for intimidationhe wanted to act like he was so high and mighty knowing things about her that were way too personal? Lets just see how terrified he is when his lungs are struggling to expand beneath just a bit of pressure from her fingertips At least, thats what shed wanted to do. Her hand hadnt run into the organs she wanted to toy with, but the warmth and sturdiness of his own hand, abruptly stopping her pursuit in its tracks. A flash of surprise sparked in her expressionnot because he was able to block her advance, that much she expected. But why did it seem, for just a moment in those blank eyes, that he knew what she was trying to do? Not just a vague idea, but literally her exact plan? For a moment, she froze here, the hand that had pulled the trigger on her over the hand that shoved a knife through his skin. Somehow, hands that were fighting one another mere moments before ended up in a tight grasp. Not exactly friendly, but not really directly adversarial, either. It was an oddly personal form of contact that caught her off guard, but she hid it behind a guarded expression as she looked up at his face. His features seemed unsettlingly blank and ultimately impossible to read, stirring an uncomfortable feeling in her stomach as she snatched her hand back away from him. All right. Im done trying to be nice. I thought itd be amusing to hear you out, but its just tiring now. Her weight shifted until she was standing, stretching lightly before placing a hand on her hip. Your options are vague pieces of bullshit that nobody in their right mind would come up with, let alone the fact that you actually seem to expect Im gonna respond favorably to it. So, youve got two options, and only two. Make yourself useful to me somehow and live, or keep doing whatever this waste of time is and die.