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Thread: Cat and Mouse Games [sevenpercentsolution and Seraph]

He watched Abe's eyes large, lamplight blue things with no discernable pupil - for most, it was difficult to tell where he was looking, but Nuada could tell with ease. He met the gaze, and he cocked his head back a little, Of course, I'm sure the budget is going to more important causes - like the stock of cigars and brandy Manning keeps in his oak-panelled office. Nuada said, and then added darkly, Or, perhaps, to fund the salaries for some more of those disposable humans, after so many of them got eaten . He sounded almost amused by the fact really, those little razor-toothed things were a terrible way to die, being gnawed down to the bone by hundreds of tiny mouths. Those faeries were insatiable, regardless of how cute they looked with their mouths closed. He watched as Abe paced and twitched, watched him try to find a comfortable position to stand in, Does it disturb you, Abraham? he asked, nodding towards his own hands, and then looking back at Abe, That when you look at me, you see our Nuala? Not all of me, not the darkness that frightens you and your Bureau, but the pieces of me that you recognize as being shared by her - so that you can't help seeing her when you see me. How does that make you feel, knowing that when you take her hand, you also take mine? Does it discomfort you?
Thread: Cat and Mouse Games [sevenpercentsolution and Seraph]

Abe twitched slightly at the idea of Manning spending the budget on his cigars which frankly, some of them went to Red as a bribe for good behavior, which never worked and brandy. The budget wasnt just being used for that he reasoned to himself, as if trying to justify his not getting books and he spoke softly, without realizing it allowing Nuada to hear everything he thought the money was being spent on, There is the electricity, the water, the food, the upkeep, the paychecksfixing the doors every time Liz blows them up. Fixing Johanns suit after Red broke it, fixing the lockers after Red and Johann had their scuffle. He stopped pacing as he glanced at Nuada, almost not seeing him for a moment, My tank. He shook off the look and seemed to come back into reality. It wasnt often he spaced out when he was explaining things to himself, and it certainly never happened when he was around people. Even when he was drunk, he had managed to keep himself in the moment. Though he didnt think it was kind to mention the deaths of the agents so callously, Surprising that you would make a declaration of war on those who didnt have the powerone might say it was almost cowardly. Abe spoke bluntly, if a bit coldly almost to gauge the Princes reaction. He had thought about it over the weeks and honestly, he could figure out why the Prince had made his declaration of war in an auction house of all places. True that the auction was selling one of the pieces of the crown but wouldnt it have made more sense to him to sneak into the White House? It would have had more of an effect that would be for sure, a whole country without leadership would fall to anarchy quicker than Abe could recite the Periodic Table. And Red timed him at thirty seconds once. But, he paused, as if he tried to force out the words and stumbled over each sound as he finally admitted, I try not to think of that. The truth was, he did think of it, often in fact. Which was probably what made him so nervous around Nuala, he had tried to ignore it but sometimes she would say something that seemed more likely to come out of Nuadas mouth than her own. And other times, she seemed so wholly herself that he could ignore it, but mostly, he did think about it. And mostly, it did make him uncomfortable.
Thread: Cat and Mouse Games [sevenpercentsolution and Seraph]

You speak as though those humans were innocent only their kind would be so irresponsible, so disrespectful as to sell a piece of a peace treaty. Nuada said, and there was a strange amusement in his voice, as though the concept had struck up some dark humour in him, and his eyes flicked over Abe once more, but this time there was a laziness about his gaze, as though he was taking his time looking him over now, I know my dear sister has a fondness for the shining optimistics, but surely even you cannot be that naive. He cocked his head to the side, and his words came out in a soft, educated tongue, but there was a darkness simmering just beneath the surface, Humans waged war on the planet many years ago, made it difficult for our kind to survive their carelessness, their self-absorption, their gluttony, it poisoned the soil, withered the trees, burnt the sky and the air. They imprisoned us, treated us like lesser beings, tortured us - and you, you yourself were found in some filthy tank in a laboratory, were you not? You were subject to the whimsy of scientists who thought you were so terribly novel that they took you for themselves, like an object they could own, even applied their latin terminology to you in an attempt to categorize you like everything else, and then left you for the Bureau to find once they got bored of you. He leaned his forehead against the bars, blinking slowly, They saw you, they prodded you and tried to read your vitals, but they never really tried to understand you. That cannot be expected of humans they never seek to fully comprehend something, they just search for a way to make something benefit themselves - they studied you for decades and never quite realized what a marvellous being you are. he said, the last part slipping in almost unexpectedly yes, Nuala was a silly, idealistic girl - but he couldn't bring himself to disagree with her taste.
Thread: Cat and Mouse Games [sevenpercentsolution and Seraph]

Abe considered his reasoning for a moment before he added to it, looking at it from a slightly altered perspective, Naive? He paused for a moment before he continued, I don't think of it as naive. Perhaps they shouldn't have been selling a piece of a peace treaty, but it was a treaty that has fallen from the knowledge of most of mankind. Few, those most of them being here, believe that your race still even exists outside of children's novels. Nuada's second part came almost as harshly as a physical blow, and caused the amphibian man to freeze as he considered his words. He spoke hurriedly, almost as it to make it true as his hands moved slightly in the air to accentuate his point, That was a long time agohumans didnt understand then, he trailed off quietly. He didnt remember the years in which he was left, forgotten, in a rotting tank. He had a vague idea that it wasnt pleasant, and he had insisted on his tank being large here. Very large perhaps he remembered subconsciously the tight space he had been left in? He shook his head slightly and blinked rapidly twice. Even though he said it was a long time ago, it really wasnt. Humans hadnt changed much over the years, when he was found they didnt poke and prod him that time, to see how he worked but they had, like their predecessors, named him without care towards his feelings. Abrahams feet started to move and then his body as he worked out the nervous energy in his body. The words marvelous specimen rang in his mind and he glanced at Nuada curiously before he spoke, I will bring you more books next time I visit. Which did you like the best?
Thread: Cat and Mouse Games [sevenpercentsolution and Seraph]

And do you really believe they understand now? Nuada asked, rolling his head back, peering at Abe through his pale lashes now, his tone was low and dark, What do you think would happen if you stepped outside? Do you believe they would accept you as one of their own, that they would treat you with dignity and respect - or do you think they would cage you, lock you away and do a living autopsy so they can see what you look like inside? He spun around then, facing away from Abe for the first time, holding his hands behind his back and walking inside the cell it was rare for Nuada to hold still for any length of time, a trait that Abe currently seemed to be sharing with him. No, Abraham, they haven't changed - they still do not understand, and they never will. They will continue to kill the earth, to take more than they need to sustain their numbers and give nothing back. Nuada said, And should they ever happen upon you and your friends, every one of you will be systematically slaughtered for their amusement, or their - science . He spat out the last word with distaste. Don't bring anything. I don't care to read anymore human literature. he said flatly, I fear their drivel might somehow infect me.
Thread: Cat and Mouse Games [sevenpercentsolution and Seraph]

Nuada spent the following days doing what he always did inside of his ten-by-twelve world he paced irritably, he exercised furiously, and he sometimes sat unmoving for such long periods of time that the humans outside the door became worried that he had died there. Twice now, they had interrupted him during meditation, and their concern amused him, mostly because it was clear their concern was for their jobs - after all, it wouldn't do to have him die in the B.P.R.D. Though, at this rate, there was a good chance he would die of boredom. Nuala visited him once, briefly, in that period of time she stood outside his cell, just beyond his reach like a vision, dressed in pale yellow robes and watching him with her ever-searching eyes. Nuala wouldn't ask the ridiculous questions, like how he was doing, how he felt - they were unneccessary because she knew how he felt, she knew what the time in the cell was doing to him. And she knew there was nothing she could do to change it. The humans outside the door didn't even pretend they weren't paying attention they watched the pair intensely, their curiosity taking over the need to be subtle. While Nuada could disregard the way they looked at him, he found difficulty in ignoring the way they observed Nuala, like she was some kind of - monster. But there was nothing for them to listen to the siblings stood in silence, watching eachother, exchanging meaningful glances and extended eye contact, their thoughts flowing through eachother in endless waves, it was a level of understanding that even the most intimate couple could never hope to achieve. Nuala came closer and they held hands, and for that terribly brief moment in time, both of them felt complete. No one else could understand this. With the exception of Abraham Sapien. The thought had entered Nuada's mind, unbidden, and so he knew it had belonged to his sister she gave him one of her peaceful smiles, and then they parted ways without a single spoken word, an act that left the two men at the door puzzled. When Nuala passed, they murmured to eachother in the irritating way that humans tended to do. And it was two days later, Abe returned there was a strange sort of exhaustion in the other man, he could sense even before seeing him. At the time, Nuada was sitting on the edge of the bed, his eyes closed, back rigid, legs in lotus position, You are frustrated, Abraham, he said and then opened his eyes, fixing them onto Abe, And so you've come here?
Thread: Cat and Mouse Games [sevenpercentsolution and Seraph]

If Abe had an eyebrow to raise, he might have found ample opportunity at Nuada's opening statement. It wasn't so much that he was frustrated that little voice that had become increasingly incessant, said otherwise it was more that he was tired of the situation. Not only was he not going to get any new novels, he had a growing wish list for when the ban was lifted, but several of his books were now in less than spectacular condition. He hadn't stayed to survey the damage, but he was quite sure that one of his first editions had several pages missing from it, or if it still had them, were charred to the point touching them might disintegrate them. No, he wasn't frustrated. He was vaguely annoyed with having to wait for his tank to be cooled so he could rejuvenate his skin, the heat had dried him out a little, and the sprinklers hadn't been enough despite the flood. His large blue eyes surveyed Nuada for a moment before he returned a statement for a statement, And you are bored. The amphibian cocked his head to the side before he continued, Unless you have gained the ability to project different emotions, one may consider my arrival to be a blessing in your favor. Abe mentally winced as he edited his previous thoughts--he was frustrated and he was no better than Manning for taking it out on Nuada, a person who was in no position to retaliate to the fullest extent possible. Though was his anger unjustified? Nonetheless, he bit out his apology and started to pace. Perhaps I am frustrated.
Thread: Cat and Mouse Games [sevenpercentsolution and Seraph]

There was an air of mild annoyance to Abraham that day, and the thought of the amphibious male being angry stirred something inside of Nuada that he would take the time to thoroughly analyze later unlike humans, elves weren't the sort to ignore or push away their emotions - no, they looked them over, inspected them, really sampled and tried to understand their own feelings because. By acknowledging their own failings, their flaws and their talents, by accepting their inherent darkness and goodness, they grew and flourished while other societies collapsed in on themselves and failed from the unease. But then there were creatures like Abe - Abe, who was fascinated by the occult and relished knowledge about darkness, yet - Do you fear your duality? Nuada asked, brushing off Abe's apology there was no need for it, Nuada had a private appreciation for the other's spontaneous response - he loathed the edited conversations, where people turned the words over in their head a dozen times before saying it, rather than saying what they truly meant. Especially since Nuada could see what they really wanted to say. He rose from the bed, approached the bars as he had done before so he could get a better look at the other. It's clear that you embrace the darkness of the people around you - Miss Sherman, I believe, was responsible for setting off the sprinkler system with her temper, and the one you have deemed as your closest companion is a descendant from the very pits of hell, he said, Yet you take it in stride. But your darkness, Abraham, do you run from it?
Thread: Cat and Mouse Games [sevenpercentsolution and Seraph]

My duality? He breathed out curiously, as he considered what it could mean even as he listened to the rest of Nuada's argument and final question. Abe took a step closer, feeling that any answer at this point needed to be more private even if the agents behind them were paying no mind, and stared at Nuada for a solid moment. He looked for mockery in his pale face, but all he found was curiosity a feeling that reverberated through the room as boredom subsided. It would have been almost innocent, if it had been anyone else. He considered giving an answer that would take an age and a half to decipher, and give him ample time to find an actual answer, perhaps even allow himself to find out if he did or did not accept his darkness, as Nuada put it. He blinked before he settled on his answer, Is it not easier to reconcile with someone else's demons than one's own? He moved his hand in a vague gesture towards heaven and hell, the mythical and religious entities of light and dark, and continued, Stare into the abyss long enough and the abyss stares back into you. No one can come back quite the same after they review their darkness, perhaps it is for the better, perhaps for the worst. But few ever do admit to themselves the demons they harbor. Red and Liz haven't, he paused, Though their recent brushes with death may have brought more to the surface than they were, are, willing to admit. And you, Nuada, have you run to your darkness?
Thread: Cat and Mouse Games [sevenpercentsolution and Seraph]

Nuada did something odd then he smiled. It was a bright, straight, remarkably white smile that bared his bizarrely sharp canine teeth, a strange feature for a species that strictly adhered to vegetarianism. It lasted only for an instant, a flash of the expression before it subsided to his previous, impassive one. A master of the language, Nuada purred, and with Abe standing so close to the bars, he found himself wanting to reach out he wanted to touch Abe, to feel the smooth, cool skin under his fingertips, to feel the blood pumping and the thudding rhythm of a pulse, but he resisted, You have said everything and nothing, very well executed Abraham. he said softly, running his palms up the bars until his arms were up above his head, and he leaned his forward against the cool metal of the bars, And it would have been more than enough to throw another off the trail but - oh, you just haven't really answered. Does the introspection disturb you? His head cocked to the side at Abe's question, Oh, he is a clever one, Nuada murmured, eyes flicking over the other, I have accepted who I am Abraham, my darkness, my - passion - just as my sister has accepted her inherent light, her inflexible morality. She understands my views even if she disapproves of my actions, my willingness to kill for my cause does disturb her, and as you witnessed yourself - she would kill herself before she allowed a life to be taken in her presence. So long as she can prevent it, she will, whether that life is human or - otherwise. He ran his tongue over his lips, But therein lies the hypocrisy, he said, Your Bureau, your home here, would eagerly destroy those that aren't human - this team they've assembled here, they're a source of amusement, a freak show for the government. Your employ here is not a matter of equality, and it never will be - while I am tried for crimes on humanity, your Bureau kills without consequence or care. That earth spirit that was destroyed was the last of its kind. For a moment there was pain in Nuada's eyes, and a flash of anger, but it subsided the way the smile had, It's death marked a genocide. Do you understand, Abraham? That beautiful life is gone. I would gladly use every ounce of my darkness to prevent yet another of those losses.
Thread: Cat and Mouse Games [sevenpercentsolution and Seraph]

Abe started slightly at the smile it was quick and gone almost as soon as he noticed it, but it had been a nice smile. he found that he liked seeing Nuada smile. It was a very nice smile, and he found that he would like to see that smile more often. He almost complimented Nuada, before the prince's words stalled his own. It had been a very long time since anyone had complimented him on his manner of speaking most of the time, he was told that he had to worry it up, or 'only give the juicy bits'. Unable to return the smile, the muscles in his face didn't support the movement, he gave a small nod of appreciation. His gills fluttered a moment as he continued, as usual how to respond to Nuada. It wouldn't do to throw accusations and ideas out at him oddly enough, he thought, this was calming. In all honesty, the idea of introspection was something that bothered him slightly. In theory, he could admit it sounded wonderfully horrible to understand yourself fully but there had to also be guilt for knowing such. Would this be one of those cases in which ignorance truly was bliss? He tilted his head to the side as he considered a new thought would Nuada's actions been different if he didn't know himself? Would Nuala never tried to kill herself to save everyone? He hemmed for another moment, not noticing the quicksilver flash of anger when Nuada spoke of genocide. The blue amphibian male spoke, The earth spirit could be considered a causality of war--a war which you started. He, if recall correctly, was ordered by you to kill Red. He let this sink before he continued, Perhaps it is better to be in the den of lions than in their mouths. Perhaps we do understand that if we were to side against them, we too would end up dead. Abe sighed and murmured pleasantly, Which is why I must wonder if there is any need to look into my darkness, when that which is around us is much more interesting.
Thread: Cat and Mouse Games [sevenpercentsolution and Seraph]

This war, Nuada said slowly, Began long before I existed - I merely continued where it left off, after humans broke the treaty by causing so much agony to the Earth. The treaty was made with the ideal that the humans would stay to the cities, leave the rest to nature - but they invaded everything, every aspect of the world became subject to their cruelty. Forests have been ravaged, oceans polluted, animals slaughtered and forced into extinction by human brutality all because they want to wear furs and drive - a mercedes. He spat out the last word like it left a foul taste in his mouth, The war was never ended, it was put on hold because my father naively believed the humans would live up to their word. I never agreed with him, it was a source of immense - disturbance - within the family, you could say. he said, For years, he stood by and did nothing while the Earth dissolved around us, while our kind was threatened by humans, while the Earth agonized at what was being done. This war began long ago, and your Hellboy had a choice - he chose the humans. He stared, unblinking, at Abe, Because your darkness is an integral part of your being. It is just as much a part of you as your flesh - you constantly seek knowledge, it would do you well to learn more about yourself, he said, and suddenly his hand was through the bars, his palm was on Abe's chest, not doing anything but - touching him, I see your darkness, Abraham, and it is most certainly worth exploring.
Thread: Cat and Mouse Games [sevenpercentsolution and Seraph]

Abe listened to Nuada with the ease of someone who had done such for years. Abe was the ears of the B.P.R.D, the one everyone came to when they had their problems and needed to talk them out. While it was flattering that they thought he could help them somehow, he wished, at times, they wouldn't all flock to him with their secrets. He'd never intentionally tell a secret, but there were always slip-ups, no one was perfect after all. He let his hand drop to his side before he waved it towards the general area of the outside and top-side world, And what of the humans who strive to protect nature? P.E.T.A and such perso-- He broke off when Nuada's hand pressed against his chest. His hand was calloused but light against his smooth, almost rubbery skin, and Abe swallowed hard in surprise, his gills expanding as he considered this. Touching was, he was almost sure, against the rules for visiting Nuada. While exceptions had been made in Nuala's course, this could get either of them in trouble, yet he felt no need to move. It wasn't a hostile gesture and it was...dare he say, nice? He gave a slight nod and he spoke with a slight stutter as he pushed out, I-I see. Abe allowed Nuada's hand to remain where it was for another moment, relishing in the warm feel, before he took a small step back. Not enough to truly remove his hand from his skin, but enough to silently remind Nuada that touching probably wasn't the best idea especially given how jumpy the Agents were around the Prince of Bethmoora or would it be King, given that his father was dead? It wasn't surprising given that Nuada tended to be faster, stronger, and more limber than any of the Agents--he could kill them without care, he had said as much. Abe wondered what would happen if Nuada ever was released. How many people would die, and who would be left to mourn them? Would anyone be left?