11.

[ivory_gold]

Gone. First Jean-Claude and then Anita and I cannot even hate her for it.

What does one do when there is neither love nor revenge to get one up each night?

[ooc: Emo boy is emo. And not noticing that without a Master of the City to supply him with the energy to keep going, he's starting to have less and less "oomph" to wake him each night.]

Comments

[dandy_indeed]

Find something else.

[ivory_gold]

Brilliant observation.

[dandy_indeed]

Easy to mock, sir. But will you actually do it?

[ivory_gold]

I do not know if I wish to.

[repairedbywebs]

Throw yourself into work.

[ivory_gold]

No. My life's work is ill-suited to that sort of distraction.

[repairedbywebs]

What is your life's work?

[ivory_gold]

Nothing I'll speak of with you.

[steeldame]

Are you so dependant on them?

Duty.

[ivory_gold]

Duty.

Laughable in context.

[steeldame]

Because of the City being an obstacle for it or because your duty is with those who just left?

[ivory_gold]

My duty would be to the Council, but they are not here and I am not saddened.

My duty might be to love, but they are gone.

I have no duty. I have nothing.

[valentineluke]

Go to the opening of Mr. Morningstar's club?

[tinyvampiregod]

Cheer up, emo kid!

[ivory_gold]

Anita has returned. I will do so.

[tinyvampiregod]

You need a pet =/ or a girlfriend. The pathetic way you hang onto her comings and goings is disgraceful.

[ivory_gold]

Then do not trouble yourself to pay attention.