02-24-2020, 07:35 PM
[align=center][div style="width:70%; text-align: justify; padding: 1px; font-family: helvetica;"]Lemy's smile curdled at her defense of Nemhain, lips curling into a sneer. Then, as quickly as it appeared, his expression smoothed back into a polite smile. "Sorry sorry, guess you're right, huh? Okiedokie, no more calling Nem a stalker then," he giggled, cradling his injured paw close to his chest once her eyes hovered over it.
He ignored her words as he shouldered his way into the house, making sure to drag and push his paw into the floor to smear it with his blood. It hurt, it really truly did, but he would gladly deal with some pain in order to inconvenience Rin. He wouldn't give her what she wanted so easily. Though he entered the house, he lingered near the entrance, too hesitant to go deeper.
Lemy gave a cursory glance around then returned his attention to Rin as she approached. He stared at the supplies with something akin to disdain. "You're wasting your supplies on me," he said plainly. He hesitated for a moment, then quietly added: "I have a regenerative mutation...I'll be...fine eventually." He didn't have a say in the matter. His spiteful urge slowly abated with his confession, replaced by an exhaustion that settled into his bones.
Lemy glanced off to the side, smile finally slipping from his face. His blue eyes trailed off to his bloodied paw. "What's your endgame, eh? What are you hoping to accomplish by killing all of these gods?" He was curious, he really was. She said that she wanted to protect all of them, but he had a hard time believing that. No one was that selfless; she either likened herself a martyr or she had a savior complex.
He ignored her words as he shouldered his way into the house, making sure to drag and push his paw into the floor to smear it with his blood. It hurt, it really truly did, but he would gladly deal with some pain in order to inconvenience Rin. He wouldn't give her what she wanted so easily. Though he entered the house, he lingered near the entrance, too hesitant to go deeper.
Lemy gave a cursory glance around then returned his attention to Rin as she approached. He stared at the supplies with something akin to disdain. "You're wasting your supplies on me," he said plainly. He hesitated for a moment, then quietly added: "I have a regenerative mutation...I'll be...fine eventually." He didn't have a say in the matter. His spiteful urge slowly abated with his confession, replaced by an exhaustion that settled into his bones.
Lemy glanced off to the side, smile finally slipping from his face. His blue eyes trailed off to his bloodied paw. "What's your endgame, eh? What are you hoping to accomplish by killing all of these gods?" He was curious, he really was. She said that she wanted to protect all of them, but he had a hard time believing that. No one was that selfless; she either likened herself a martyr or she had a savior complex.