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[Completed]All's Fair When Love is War
Topic Started: Feb 23 2018, 03:55 PM (652 Views)
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Roy strode into the city flexing his hands in front of him. He had just completed some training with Motto and learned about that fearsome thing called nen. He could only imagine what he would be capable of if he mastered it. Truth be told Roy couldn't for the life of him summon up this Aura that he was supposed to be feeling. But as thought back on it, he did notice that when someone used Aura against him there was something inside of him that almost...wanted to fight back. It seemed like a long shot, but he imagined he might be able to speed up the process of learning it if he put himself under it's influence again and again.

Of course the few times it had been used on him he'd nearly died. Still, he figured it was worth the gamble. He'd never been one to play it safe. He'd done his meditions for a while now, and he was off on his own for a bit. He was sad to leave Motto but it would just be a couple of weeks. He thought that he might have better luck with this nen thing if he got a change of scenery. Though he had no idea if thats how this worked or not...

Roy looked around at his surroundings, it was mid-day in some city, he wasn't sure which one. The people bustled about, and he had a strange hanckering for coffee. So he diverted from his path and checked out a few of the shops around him. One of them looked homey and so he went in there.
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Claiming her throne wasn’t going as planned. Dorn was certain that she would have attained regional fame by now, but no. Children hadn’t heard about the lady in white yet. But they fucking would. Oh yes, she would make certain of that. She wanted the farmers in their rural cottages, the business man in their weekend cocaine sprees, she wanted the church ladies, the dirty children, the police officers. Dorn would have them all looking over their shoulders and under their beds. She would reign such terror down on every fucking living thing as soon as she got her shit together. Powers and whatnot. Artistry.

The café door jangled open and in stepped Roy. The tall handsome prince piece of shit fuck bastard she had unfinished business with. Dorn leaned back in her chair and cross her arms as well as her legs.

“Well well well. If it isn’t … huh. What was your name again? Something basic, right?”

Roy’s words still stung from when they first met at the Kitty Cat Casino. Dorn hadn’t decided whether or not she liked him yet, but this was true for most peole. Over and over again, her connections would flicker and shift. Roy was no exception. Today he might delight her. It would be challenge though, her actual fucking feelings were hurt and he was responsible. Dorn suspected that his insults had come from a place of truth however, which called for its own special punishment.

She picked up a pack of cigarettes and opened it. As she lit and took the first inhale of it, the woman behind the counter called out.

“Ma’am? There’s no smoking here.”

Without looking at the cafe server Dorn replied as if she had said it a million times, “They changed the law.” This was a lie of course, but it silenced the fat bitch.
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Roy smiled when he saw her, but not the way he usually smiled. It wasn't mischevious, mocking, or triumphant. It was just normal, the way one smiles when they see an old acquantence. "My name's Roy silly, remember?" He spoke to her casually as he went up to the counter and ordered a couple of coffees, he spent a bit more on hers than he did on his own. He'd managed to finally get a bounty head to the police for once and he'd finally gained enough money to survive for the next few days. But the way he imagined this would pan out he'd soon be back to being poor.

He brought the coffees over to the table and set one down in front of her as he took a seat on the other side of the table. His face took on a regretful look as he continued. "So. I'd just like to say that the way we left off last time was not ideal. And well, I'd like to apologize. I said some hurtful things to you, and I that wasn't right. I'm sorry."

Roy extended his hand towards her when finished speaking and sipped from his coffee cup. "So what do you say Dorn, are we square?" He'd finish holding his hand out to her. Above all else, Roy was determined this day to treat her like any other person. He'd made some errors, but found out a lot about her the last time they'd met. She was not the incarnation of the night itself, she was not a monster of lust, she was no demon of desire, and above all else. She really was just another person. He refused to think otherwise. But he wasn't sure how she would respond to that sentiment, and that's why he was already planning his next escape. Of course it was unlikely that he would be able to escape from her if she did decide to kill him. And so he wondered...were roses too cliche for a funeral?


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"My name's Roy silly, remember?"

His word choice pissed her off instantly, but Dorn let it slide. It was probably a deliberate provocation, and she was above it. Although, she had murdered people for smaller offenses. The way he moved was relaxed, his eyes gave nothing away and Roy’s breathing was unaffected. Somehow he was totally at ease and it was unsettling. Dorn didn’t like the feelings that came with his indifference.. it would make sense if he turned around and left. She wouldn’t be surprised if he stood there afraid or conflicted or even with pity in his eyes. Whatever THIS was, she didn’t like it. This… indifference. He had games, fine. She wouldn’t give him the satisfaction of a win. Dorn turned her attention to the shop window and looked at the street. It was well-kept. A bricked sidewalk with a little tree..what was it called? Streetscaping? It wasn’t the nicest of days; gray sky, low temperature, a frigid fucking wind.. she resented the fact that her heart rate had picked up a little and he was still on her mind. A coffee cup appeared and Roy’s face took the spot where Dorn had been staring. She held her gaze, unwilling to let his presence ruffle her.

An apology of some kind.

“I’ll allow you to live.” Her tone was benevolent and her smile was warm, but Roy’s hand went untouched. Dorn continued to gaze at him while preparing her Eye Contact technique. He wanted something..an alliance of some kind. Most people would simply want to fuck, but Roy was different. He was odd and rare and interesting enough to not kill even after his verbal onslaught back at the casino. His apology wasn’t needed or wanted. Maybe Roy was hoping to fuck.. had she fucked him yet? No. She hadn’t. That was about to change.
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She held his gaze, quite intentionally it seemed. It was likely a power play of some kind, and Roy couldn't care less. He returned the gesture but very casually, as if he was doing it in order to be polite, he retracted his hand and placed it into his pocket, quickly pulling out a bent cigarette. He leaned forward before saying anything else and placed the smoke into his mouth.

He had to stand up in order to draw closer to her, and bent his body down so that the cigarette would make contact with hers, so long as she allowed it. He would inhale on his cigarette in order to lite it off hers, a kiss of death so they called it. How fitting that he would share one with her.

If she didn't he would sit back down with the unlit coffin nail. Assuming she let him Roy would sit back down and let the smoke drift gently in and out of his mouth. He found himself relaxed despite the likelyhood that she might try (and probably succeed in killing him.)

He knew the plan, he'd been thinking about what to do if he ever encountered her again and this was sadly the best he could come up with. Treat her as if she was anyone else, it might piss her off, but so did everything else, and you haven't tried that yet, maybe it'll...not lust for blood as much. He wasn't sure if that would work, but he didn't have any other options. At least none he could think of.

Last time he'd been in and out of her spell, but this time he knew better. Beneath that alluring exterior was a world of pain and hurt that he realized wasn't worth it. Some tricks only worked once, but that went for him too. He wouldn't be getting away with some quick hurtful words any time soon.

"Well that's real swell of you to forgive me so easily Dorn. I do appreciate it." Roy held her gaze, his smile never wavering as he spoke. He leaned back in his chair and removed the smoke from his mouth as he took a drink of his coffee. He continued "Unfortunately I'm rather busy today. I'm afraid I only have time for this cup of coffee and then I have to be off unless...hey yeah that could work. Want to come with?" Roy asked her pleasently.
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Ignoring his question, Dorn locked Roy into her hatsu. A faint sense of euphoria would take Roy’s awareness as his gaze would remain fixed on her. Escaping was highly unlikely for him as his surroundings faded away and his attention was drawn by her powerful connection. She smoked a little and watched his handsome features with interest. Was he sneaky or just plain stupid? Either way, she hadn’t quite decided to kill him yet. Roy was worth keeping around for reasons Dorn hadn’t bothered to identify. None of it was terribly pressing, but in that particular moment a spark of need drove her. She stood and approached him with slow movements; leaning down to murmur her threats.

“I will allow you to live, but I will watch you suffer. I don’t’ even need to do anything Roy, because it’s coming. Your punishment. It’s fucking coming and I get to see it.” Her tone was light and warm, as if she were a mother comforting a child. Intimate. She loved moments like these, when they were trapped and she could do what she liked. Often Dorn did nothing. The power was pleasing enough. Her fingertips touched his throat and slid upwards to trace the line of Roy’s jaw. “You are a nothing person, Roy. Do be careful when you meet those above yourself. You will have something worse than death. Ok?” She didn’t expect him to answer. Her touch trailed down his neck and took hold of his collar. She loosened Roy’s tie and unbuttoned his shirt a little.

“You belong to me now. You are so little and small, Roy. I will take you and put you in a terrible cage and hurt you everyday, Roy. I will laugh at your tears, Roy. I will ruin you forever.”

Eye Contact Hatsu: Post 1
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The light, the light of her eyes was all Roy could see. Or rather the light from her eyes. For the rest of the world faded into blackness, and so it seemed to Roy that the only thing to exist was what was illuminated by those blue eyes and the light that shone from them. As if staring in to the night's sky, up at the moon, he was alone, adrift in a solitary ray of pale light. And how he loved to be in that light, it was comforting and the darkness around him was warm. He felt inebriated by the brilliance of the woman before him, and he wanted her to come closer. His heart raced as she did and his smile widened. He was truly lucky, truly blessed.

She spoke such warm words, and despite their terrible meaning he didn't really care. He was just happy that she spoke to him to be honest. She drew even closer and her touch was warm and inviting, she placed her finger tips to his face and Roy's hands reached out to be behind her neck, if he were allowed to do so Roy would grab his wrist with one of his hands, and then gently play with a strang of her with the other, rubbing his thumb and fore finger together with the hair betwixt them.

Whatever happened Roy was fine with, not just with her but with everything. As long as he could hide here with Dorn, in this space that was their own, a warm place of darkness, where the only light the only reality, was the lovely woman before him. He listened to her words, but only half listened in his euphoria. He understand their meaning but didn't really care, she could do whatever she liked as far as he was concnered. He just wanted to be here, to be like this forever.

But something did bother him, something did make him sad. It was a terrible feeling to realize that Roy could never give Dorn what she wanted. She wanted to ruin him, but how could she ruin a broken man? He was dissapointed in himself. That he had ruined himself long before Dorn ever got the chance. If he hadn't been so selfish and broken himself, he wouldn't have deprived Dorn of the pleasure.

His smile receeded as he took on a sad look. He spoke to her riddled with self resentment. "I'm sorry Dorn. I'm afraid I can't give you what you want."
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His hand on her neck didn’t phase her. So many times Dorn had smiled down on men, drinking in their want and watching their need. It was old and she was getting pissed. She should have ascended by now for fuck’s sake. Drinking children’s blood and separating mind from body to haunt farmer’s dreams… right? That’s what the higher beings did in the stories, plus it sounded fun anyway. Not the children’s blood but farmer’s dreams. All of Dorn’s thoughts ceased when she saw him touch her hair in her peripheral. It was so small. The act was insignificant and nothing and everything, time stopping, earth shattering, terrible, wonderful, perfect, and sick. His fingers on her hair was a sin or maybe a miracle?

Roy’s expression was another unexpected development. It didn’t fit and Dorn’s confidence wavered in his wake. “Shhh Roy. I’ll take it, don’t worry.” Her venom was missing now, and the words were soft. It was difficult to maintain her momentum with the flutter of girlish pleasure being a thing. Roy was a motherfucker. He was doing it again.. playing fucking games like a little bitch. How DARE he. She took his hand away from her hair.

“Oh look at you. With your little fucking tricks. Mmmmm..hmhmhm what a fucking fool you are.”

Still holding him in her gaze, Dorn punched his groin.


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"-Hng!-" Roy groaned in pain but only for a moment. She took his hand away from her hair but he still had one on her shoulder. His grip did not tighten, he merely ran a hand up and down the length of her arm, assuming she let it happen. Physical pain, an old friend. He wasn't immune to it, but he certainly didn't mind it all that much. Especially in this euphoric state. Despite the pain Roys face changed very little. His expression did not waver even as he was struck.

He truly deserved this. Whatever happened to him it didn't matter, it was punishment for his sins and he was guilty as they came, and so he grew even sadder. He knew that Dorn wanted to hurt him, and she could to a degree. But he knew he wouldn't provide the show for her that she really wanted. "Do you see now? I'm sorry. But I've already been broken. There's nothing left to ruin. You can certainly torture me if you like but I know I can't give you what you want. Please forgive me. I'm sorry."

Roy spoke to woman before him. The one whom he clung to lovingly, the one whose prescence he basked in as if it were the last refuge of his existence. His heart nearly shattered seeing her made at him, his soul sunk knowing that he dissapointed her. Why couldn't he just be whole, why couldn't he have something left to break.

“Oh look at you. With your little fucking tricks. Mmmmm..hmhmhm what a fucking fool you are.”

Roy processed these words with a heavy heart. He desperately wanted to make Dorn happy. She was his angel of the abyss, his devil from paradise. She was his beauty and his pain, torturer and redeemer. How he desired pain, how he desired punishment. But couldn't stay away from pleasure, from beauty. She was everything he needed, and everything he wanted all at the same time. But there was nothing that he could offer her and he was just realizing this.

Roy looked at her with a broken hearted gaze as his hands slowly slid from her. He could never make her happy, and it was the only thing he wanted. Roy spoke his words oozing with sadness, but also truth. An inescapable truth that he could not change, could not hide from.

"All I am is a trick."
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"...You can certainly torture me if you like but I know I can't give you what you want. Please forgive me. I'm sorry."

Another apology, followed by physical rejection; the removal of his hands was artful and excruciating. Roy was brilliant and owned her even from the confines of her Hatsu..

A new form. One she hadn’t dealt with before, and Dorn was just as trapped as he was. Roy’s game was powerful. Impressive even. If she wasn’t so bent on her desired role, Dorn would admire him and consider gleaning from Roy’s talented methods. Her composure was beginning to twitch with severe agitation. He was sorry, was he? How kind of him. How sincere and meaningful and perverse.

“SHUT UP.” Dorn’s expletive sent spit onto Roy’s cheek. Her condescending smile was now an ugly snarl. He probably spoke the truth but it was so profoundly unsatisfying. Dorn could see the end game and his inevitable win. They always won. Always. But she couldn’t admit that. No. She had to shift her reality into something safe and palatable. So Dorn was winning, actually. Her game was a different kind and he had no power over her. Fuck him and his tricks. Furious breathing slowed and features loosened. Dorn’s heart hardened and cracked under the strain of having been grazed by such a trick. Roy’s style was crueler than her own and he needed to be killed. Immediately.

"All I am is a trick."

“Ah.” She responded lightly. Giving his chest the hardest shove she was capable of, Dorn intended to send Roy backwards in his chair onto the floor. If he fell, she would lift an empty chair nearby and bring it down on his face, throat, general skull area.. several times with all her strength, which wasn’t much.

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