091 - Barge's BEST Husband

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And just like that, as quietly and without fanfare as she arrived, the wife is gone! So modest, so understated, even in her departure.

Mm.

I could really use some comfort right now.


[Private to Baby]
Happy anniversary, darling. There's a gift in your room, all wrapped up with a pretty little bow.

[OOC: And so, after this post, the Master basically knocked Martha out and laid her unconscious self out on the bed for Baby. Where he waits, too.]

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Of course not. If she did, I wouldn't need any comfort right now...

[vampish_aleera]

But you do not weep...

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Well, not in public. I was never one for wearing my hearts on my sleeve.

[vampish_aleera]

Or at all. I think you care for nothing.

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On the contrary, I care for some things. And I'm really quite fond of Lucy.

[vampish_aleera]

Do you still speak of your bride or the dog you named after her?

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Of course I speak of my bride. I named the dog after her because I missed her.

[vampish_aleera]

And for no other reason, I am sure...

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What's bringing this cloud over your typically sunny demeanour?

[vampish_aleera]

Her leaving, amongst others I come to care for. Always without warning. Always without farewells.

I shall own such people, in future.

[soundof-drums.livejournal.com]

Believe me, owning them doesn't prevent untimely accidents.

[vampish_aleera]

It is a bond no distance can sever... And shall last for eternity. I feel my Master within me, still.

[soundof-drums.livejournal.com]

Speaking as the owner rather than the pet: Does he feel you?

[vampish_aleera]

Yes... And we feel our brothers and sisters, also.

But pets, we are not. Loyal, yes. Toys, no.

[soundof-drums.livejournal.com]

From your perspective, perhaps. But what can you say of his?

[vampish_aleera]

We are... Betrothed.

But he is incapable of love. It is the path he walks. We brides, we... Ease it for him.

You are, in some ways, alike. In others, not.

It is the way of those accustomed to wielding power from the dark, is it not?

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It is. One can't afford to give love freely.

[vampish_aleera]

Or, for some, at all...

I do not wish to be this way. I am nothing without passion, Sir. The flame which does not dance, serves only to melt.

And fade from memory.

[soundof-drums.livejournal.com]

What will light your fire again, my dear?

[vampish_aleera]

Fun...

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Luckily, that can be quite easily obtained here!

[vampish_aleera]

Not without the harshness of punishment, Sir... But I am making, how you say?

'Arrangements'.

Private

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Arrangements?

Now you've piqued my interest.

Private: Canonical updating shall prevent this! For the time being...

[vampish_aleera]

I no longer wish to endure the restrictions this place forces upon me.

I shall make others like me and they shall do same. Things shall be as I should have made them, from the beginning.

This place has yet to prove it saves the living from undeath... And it shall take none from me, again.

Private

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That's all well and good until we run out of blood...