03 Sins/Virtues Virus (Lust) [Accidental Video]

[hugmyscythe]

[Dead Master is not in her own world, but in what appears to be modest office. She looks slightly troubled, or perhaps the better description is distracted, as she lets her hair down and runs fingers through the slight curls. She does not know the camera is on when she speaks to herself.] I think…

I need someone.

[An innocent statement enough all on its own—after all, she is in a doctor’s office right now-- but her tone is amatory and moist. As expected, voicing this thought aloud does not help satisfy whatever is on her mind. Instead, it brings a much needed flush to her cheeks.

It is so strange to her to be looking, needing someone else. She has been content with (or chasing or fighting; the standard where she lives) that person in her own world, so never before has she been open to others like this. Yet...she does not mind this feeling at all. She does not think there is anything different with herself, only that she sees more opportunities in others, in men and women she’s barely known during her short time here.]

Comments

[hugmyscythe]

Would you take advantage of meif this was not a virus? [Because she doesn't believe it is a virus.]

[delilahs-reaper.livejournal.com]

The women I am with have a tendency to wind up dead. Since I have no reason to wish you ill, I would have to say no.

[hugmyscythe]

He he he. You cannot kill

me~

[She speaks this as if this were a fact, but then she continues with a softer tone in her voice.] We are friends, after all--

I would not allow myself to

unexist if I knew I was the only onewho cared for you.

[delilahs-reaper.livejournal.com]

While I appreciate that, Dead Master, I am afraid I will still have to decline.

[hugmyscythe]

[She sighs.]What a shame

to not be able to

spend a night witha handsome man such as yourself.

[delilahs-reaper.livejournal.com]

A pity, but I am sure you will manage just fine.

[hugmyscythe]

Will I...?If this is a virus,

I do not think

I would gain much attention

otherwise.

[delilahs-reaper.livejournal.com]

I'm sure you would if you asked.

[hugmyscythe]

[She doubts it.] Did you know,

I have only had these feelings for

one other? That person is neither

here on the community

nor with meat the moment...

that is why I feel lonely,

I think. [Annd she continues to believe that this different way of thinking is perfectly natural.]

[delilahs-reaper.livejournal.com]

I am sorry to hear. If you are lonely, I do not mind conversing with you, but I do not think any more than that would be wise, given the current state of things.

[hugmyscythe]

[GOOD. DM can talk about this person all day. Or night. But especially right now.] She is so strong, Doctor Jezebel Disraeli,

perhaps too strong sometimes,
even for my talents.

And her eyes are...
are soah~ blue--[she's got a thing for that phenotype now, as it were]

but I absolutely hate

the way she keeps peace,

so I always must

fight her, again and again,

no matter how many times we may

embrace.[She sighs deeply.]

[delilahs-reaper.livejournal.com]

[Strangely enough, Jezebel is very familiar with having to fight someone you simultaneously hate and obsess over and whose eye color you have a preference foor.]

And who is this person?

[hugmyscythe]

[Listen, it's only been Eris and Greed that she's spoken to about this person (and even then she still hasn't given out the name). And she's known them longer than she's known Jezebel. This thought flashes across her mind for all but an instant, and she closes her mouth. A moment passes in silence, but when she speaks her smile is back in place.] You should not be

concerned with her~

[Yeah, still trying to get into his pants.]

[delilahs-reaper.livejournal.com]

[He gets it. He lets the subject drop, though he's not thrilled that she's back to their last line of conversation.]

I'm afraid my refusal still stands, Dead Master.