07-03-2018, 06:53 PM
AND I'M JUST A DEAD MAN WALKING TONIGHT
Genevieve. Right. Bastille supposed he should have seen that one coming, but in all honestly, dragging himself through withdrawals were taking up a lot of his fucking energy. He might have expected Margy to resurface on her own by now, but he knew that this split personality wasn't the same as he experienced his souls. Sure, he might be able to reclaim control fairly easily and fairly quickly, but this was... different. He had yet to figure it out, and he was too tired to bother as he blinked blankly back at the vampire for a moment.
"Right," he said, slowly, studying her intently as he puzzled at her aura. It differed in degrees from Margy's, despite being the same overall, and he only ever seemed to pick up on negativity from her. Like now, as she made that little quip about disappointment. Bast snorted and drawled, "Welcome to the club, I guess." A pause at her inquiry, and he shrugged. "Uh, I figured we needed to... talk. About what I said to her." He arched a brow, and ventured, "Well, both of you, technically. You are one soul, after all." He seemed to remember that he needed to do more than just talk, and cleared his throat. "To apologize, really."
He shrugged, and considered her for a moment. He didn't really have any cause to discuss it with Gen, but then again, she was also Margy, so he stayed still as he gauged what she said about it.
[align=center]BASTILLEPRISONER — ASTRAL SERAPH — TAGS"Right," he said, slowly, studying her intently as he puzzled at her aura. It differed in degrees from Margy's, despite being the same overall, and he only ever seemed to pick up on negativity from her. Like now, as she made that little quip about disappointment. Bast snorted and drawled, "Welcome to the club, I guess." A pause at her inquiry, and he shrugged. "Uh, I figured we needed to... talk. About what I said to her." He arched a brow, and ventured, "Well, both of you, technically. You are one soul, after all." He seemed to remember that he needed to do more than just talk, and cleared his throat. "To apologize, really."
He shrugged, and considered her for a moment. He didn't really have any cause to discuss it with Gen, but then again, she was also Margy, so he stayed still as he gauged what she said about it.
Honey, you're familiar, like my mirror years ago, Idealism sits in prison, chivalry fell on his sword, Innocence died screaming; honey, ask me, I should know, I slithered here from Eden just to sit outside your door. [b][sup]▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃[/sup][/b]