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lamortdeshommes

An Apology

Feb 22, 2010 01:18

[Isabella clears her voice before tentatively speaking into the comm, her voice soft and dripping with grief and remorse. There is a pause; she's scrambling for the proper thing to say. But years of training and decorum have not prepared her for this.]

I... I would like to offer my most sincere apologies to Hannibal King, Brynhildr Dottir, Marco ( Read more... )

!sulphur, !bryn, !king, !marco

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teethofneedles February 23 2010, 02:36:22 UTC

You were tasty.

Although I found your lack of internal organs rather revoltin'.

lamortdeshommes February 23 2010, 06:50:30 UTC

I'm glad you found my skin such a delightful appetizer. Next time, I shall be sure to grow new organs, so that you may feast upon them as well.

[No, she's not bitter that you stopped her. She's bitter that a fucking ZOMBIE stopped her.]

teethofneedles February 23 2010, 07:14:09 UTC

Would you? Because that would be the best thing ever.

lamortdeshommes February 23 2010, 07:20:46 UTC

No, Needleteeth. I do not have that ability.

[Sorry to disappoint. No, not really.]

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shipshapeshipco February 23 2010, 06:43:16 UTC

Isa? I'm afraid your metaphors and turns-of-phrase have left me by-the-bay, so to speak. You've not done anything uncouth, have you?

lamortdeshommes February 23 2010, 06:52:56 UTC

Sam...

[Her voice is soft and horribly restrained. The one person she wanted to keep this from is asking questions. She really doesn't want to lie to him. Not Sam.]

I've done something terrible.

shipshapeshipco February 23 2010, 06:58:05 UTC

Terrible? Not so terrible that it couldn't be solved with a simple apology and a gift, I'd suspect. Did you insult someone? Treat someone rudely?

I'm sorry. It's not my place to ask. But I'm certain you couldn't have done enough harm to warrant so much pain.

[He really has no idea what she did.]

lamortdeshommes February 23 2010, 07:09:38 UTC

There is nothing that can be done to atone for my sins, Sam. Not even death could wash my proverbial slate clean. I've committed the worst sin of all, and all because I couldn't keep myself in control.

[She really doesn't want to say it. Don't make her say it, Sam...]

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lamortdeshommes March 4 2010, 00:01:40 UTC

There was no time to ask and wait for his consent. He was sipping so quickly, the light was dying from his eyes so fast, he would have been dead had I not acted when I had.

[She looks away. She knows he's right. But it's over, Haine is gone, and she's paying for her sins.]