BLACK HOLE SUN // Angelembrace

[APHRA CIPHER .]

[glow=grey,1,400]I'M IN THE BUSINESS OF MISERY ! — ｡+ﾟ.[/glow]

There was something that was nagging at her skin for a while and it wasn't the fact that the Coalition was still recovering from the mudslide and she was getting her new form muddy. While this fact was certainly frustrating, there was something on Aphra's mind that was much for infuriating. "Angelembrace Cipher-D'Angelo." The dragon's voice came as a hiss as she went searching for her son. The feathers on his dragon form were fluffed and her pupils small slits; the Espionage was clearly angry.

Probably pregnancy hormones but either way, she wanted to scold Angel for calling her out on her bullshit.[glow=COLOR,1,400] ━ ✧*:･ﾟ[/glow]

[angelembrace]

"they flip the siren, hit the lights" ✭ ── Wonderful. Angel’s head lifted up from a somewhat ruined book he’d found and had decided to try and preserve to the best of his ability, looking through the pages when Aphra came looking for him. He’d be lying if he said he was surprised, after all, she wasn’t exactly known for her ability to converse with her children. The only thing he could imagine would drive her to this was the comments he’d made previously, but he was still fuming at her behavior towards Ruven, and ended up finding that fact funny. Looks like she couldn’t just ignore it after all.

”Joyous day, she does remember her children’s names. Full names, even, I didn’t think you had it in you to care enough to recall them.” The cub responded dismissively, padding over the ground carefully, making an attempt to not get too much leftover mud on himself. His brow raised when he noticed the angry look upon his mother’s face, not too amused by the realizing an angry, pregnant dragon was what he would have to deal with. He didn’t think Aphra would sink as low as to eat one of her own spawn, but...you never knew. ”I’m a bit busy, y’know...doing anything else? Can we make this quick, Mama, what do you want?”

[APHRA CIPHER .]

[glow=grey,1,400]I'M IN THE BUSINESS OF MISERY ! — ｡+ﾟ.[/glow]

Angelembrace's comment made Aphra's lips peel back in a snarl, revealing thorn-sharp teeth. Although Aphra couldn't read her son's thoughts, he was right in thinking that she wouldn't harm her him - not only was he her child and harming him would look bad on her as a mother (not that she was a good mother in the first place, but of course she was too prideful to admit that), but Angel was also a clanmate. Sojourn didn't seem like the type to really mind civil fighting, but Aphra didn't really want to risk it.

"Can it." Aphra hissed. "You have all the time in the world to discuss things, don't lie to me, you little weasel." As if that wasn't obvious. "I've have enough of your little comments lately, Angel." One of her fingers tapped the ground in anger as she spoke. "You should know better than to speak of your own mother like you have been lately." Of course she believed she 'raised' Angelembrace and his littermates, even if it weren't quite the truth.[glow=COLOR,1,400] ━ ✧*:･ﾟ[/glow]

[angelembrace]

"they flip the siren, hit the lights" ✭ ── The cub mock pouted at the demand to stop lying, as well as the insult that Aphra managed to spit out. That was a new one, he hadn’t heard her say that before. Very nice. ”Aw. But I like lying. I’ve gotten very good at it, too, I can even say that you’re such a warm and caring individual without gagging once, and that’s impressive.” Theatrics would be his forte, he would make sure of it. Though he did realize that she would not appreciate his list of skills, but he couldn’t please them all now could he? Admittedly, the reaction from his earlier commentary both frightened him and only served to encourage his bad behavior, this was, if nothing else, the most attention and conversation he’d ever gotten out of his mother. Which brought his thoughts up to the next potential target, Aphra’s almost humorous habit of selectively choosing when to acknowledge her place as his mother.

A soft snort escaped him, almost subconsciously. ”Please don’t waste your time! You’re not particularly what I would call a mother. Incubator is a better term, really, or is that too much? Sounds harsh, actually.” And miserable. Angel squinted in thought, for a moment legitimately trying to think of a more fitting word to use. Curiosity, really. ”I’ll give you the credit of giving birth, no easy task, but no more, no less. Besides, you should know better than to talk about your son like you have, and as long as I’m still breathing with my tongue in tact, I’ll speak to you how I feel like speaking to you.” He clicked his tongue once as if to prove a point, raising his brow lazily. He wouldn’t look intimidated, he refused to give her the satisfaction.

[APHRA CIPHER .]

[glow=grey,1,400]I'M IN THE BUSINESS OF MISERY ! — ｡+ﾟ.[/glow]

The implication that she wasn't a caring individual was, ironically, insulting. Aphra believed that she cared for a lot of people, Angelembrace included. She just had a rather... 'interesting' way of showing it. And by that of course, that meant she was pushing others away and putting them down.

"What, and Jormungand is any more than a glorified sperm donor?" Aphra shot back, though she went quiet for a moment after her response. Did Angel even know what that would mean? Ah, well, if not, she was not going to explain that. The kid could find out on his own. "I haven't said a damn thing about you, meanwhile you have been spewing shit to our clanmates about things that aren't true." Well that was a lie, but of course Aphra didn't realize it. She was too prideful for that. "I am your mother. No matter what you think, I am your mother. You will not talk to me in such a disrespectful way."[glow=COLOR,1,400] ━ ✧*:･ﾟ[/glow]

[angelembrace]

"they flip the siren, hit the lights" ✭ ── Ah, damn it. Admittedly, she had a point, if only the one. Jormungand wasn't exactly much of an active parent when he was so far away, was he? But that was of no consequence to him, he stayed behind on his own volition and was determined to see that through. Although, he made a mental note to visit the Pitt once more when he was just a little bit older. "He did his job, you did your job. I fail to see your point." Angel mused, blinking slowly as if that was simply the most obvious thing in the world.

"Yes, yes, you have and always will be my mother. My beautiful, caring, wonderful mother. Will that suffice, Mother Dearest? I would simply hate to hurt your feelings. I'm a little hurt myself, really, I try so hard to mimic your horrid attitude, and this is the thanks I get for trying to fill such big bitter footsteps?" Angelembrace feigned his misery, pressing the back of his paw to his forehead and turning away. While he was mostly being a little jackass on purpose, on a winning streak in his own opinion, he realized with a sudden strike of dread that he was truly picking up her cynicism. But that was simply a very vague trait, right? Anyone could pick that up. Aphra just...made it more potent. Yes, that was it. A terrible thought, becoming his mother.

[APHRA CIPHER .]

[glow=grey,1,400]ONCE A WHORE, YOU'RE NOTHING MORE ! — ｡+ﾟ.[/glow]

At the very least Angelembrace did admit that both Aphra and Jormungand did their jobs, but Aphra was not too pleased at the implication that her job was done with her son. Not to mention, the very clear sarcasm in Angel's voice as he went on. "Horrid attitude?" Aphra echoed in disbelief, almost as if she were being accused of murder.

Okay, maybe bad example considering she would murder someone if given the chance. "I do not have a horrid attitude, whatever gave you that idea?" Aphra was certainly getting tired of her son continuing to clearly make fun of her and at this point, she was fighting the urge to rake her talons across his face. But unfortunately doing that would make her a bad mother - and possibly exiled, given how unstable Sojourn was. "If anyone has a horrid attitude, its you. You keep making others think that I'm this awful wrench and I've done nothing but raise you."

And that was the problem, ironically enough.[glow=COLOR,1,400] ━ ✧*:･ﾟ[/glow]

[angelembrace]

"they flip the siren, hit the lights" ✭ ── Angel scowled at the denial, shaking his head as if he was giving up at his own game. Perhaps he was, he knew that everything could only last so long and even the mockery he made of his mother would keep him entertained for a limited time, then it just became exhausting. She was so certain of her skills, he almost wanted to give her more credit just believing so strongly in her terrible way of raising children. "I have done nothing of the sort. Your actions are your own, I'm sure there's something positive in there somewhere to balance it out." He defended, sitting up straight and smacking his tail against the ground, before promptly checking for any disturbed dirt, brushing his soft tail off with his paws. "If you need an apology so terribly, I will give you just this one, your ceaseless habit of birthing children is none of my concern, nor do I care about your other offspring." He blinked, then looked up at his mother with a bitter, but otherwise restrained expression. Neutrality. "You certainly have a funny way of raising me. Who taught you to be so distant in your skills as a mother?" Maybe he could get answers out of her, but if not, and he certainly was banking on that, he could find any other path that wasn't a screeching and offended string of words that she could not defend. It was becoming tiresome.

[APHRA CIPHER .]

[glow=grey,1,400]ONCE A WHORE, YOU'RE NOTHING MORE ! — ｡+ﾟ.[/glow]

Angelembrace was really testing her patience, wasn't she? Unfortunately Aphra believed her rank as Espionage was far more important than getting kicked from yet another group. Not that Angelembrace likely knew of her position, considering she was supposed to be hidden even within their own members. "I taught myself how to raise children. What are you trying to get at, Angel?" She hissed. Implying that she was a horrible mother and couldn't raise kids? How disrespectful.[glow=COLOR,1,400] ━ ✧*:･ﾟ[/glow]