Who: The Spade Pirates Where: Serenes When: April 10th-13th What:chillin' out maxin relaxin all cool Gathering supplies Warnings: Nothing more than the usual Status: Open
[One should always be careful of what they wish for, or what they demand for.
He senses her moving, knows where she's going, he doesn't need his eyes to see her. Just as he didn't need to be right besides her to know what she was up to. But she never understood that. Or maybe she just didn't care and that's why she had often talked and talked as if he couldn't hear her, couldn't know what she was saying, simply because she didn't see him around. It's the reference to the animals which makes him react, anywhere else, maybe, just maybe, he would have had more control over himself. Here however, he's way too close to the boiling point. But she doesn't see it, doesn't care.
Uncomfortable and unhappy? She had no idea what she was talking about.
He stands up in less than a second and with him raises a wave a Cosmo that slams at all around him. It's only because of him remembering his talk with Marco that there's not a hell of flames all around them by now. He looks at her, just as she wants and demands, ironically, despite his anger and flaming aura when he looks at her there's more coldness than anything else. There's anger, carved there as if it was carved on stone, permanent and eternal, running way too deep to be covered or forgotten. But there's no actual hate, just... Indifference. As if the person in front of him only mattered to him as much as something he has a duty with would.]
Let's make something clear, woman.
[He calls her a woman, but the way he says it makes it sound as if he doesn't see her as one. Because she isn't. She's just a kid, another wannabe-princess brat that considers herself entitled to own someone else and entitled to have their respect even if she has done nothing to earn it.]
I am not an animal. Even if a phoenix can be considered a type of bird, it's definitively not an animal. And it's not something that you could ever keep as a pet.
And I don't care how many talks you have with Marco or how much you twist that childish brain that you have to try to think of it, you will never know anything about phoenixes or about me.
[He starts to walk, his step heavy and with each one another wave of oppressing-close-to-explode Cosmos is sent.]
I don't need to use my eyes to see you, I don't need to be near you to know what you're up to, with whom you're. I don't owe you any respect, and the only care and attention that I have to give to you, is the same I have to give to anything that the captain cares for.
[If it wasn't because of his loyalty to Ace... He would care more about the ships than her, but he can't do that so if she's ever in trouble, he will help, he will protect her if he has to and save her if no one else can. But that's all. She means nothing to him now, she's just another part of his duties here and he's not going to indulge in her more than he has to.]
This is your last warning. Unless you have something specific to talk to me about regarding the crew or a mission, don't bother me. Go play with the animals or go play the role of the victimized princess of your own tale as much as you want until your loyal knight comes to save you. Do whatever you want. But whatever you do, do it away from me or I will destroy you in such a way that not even Davy Jones will be able to find a trace of you to put you together again.
[Of course, it's an empty threat, even if part of him would want to, especially now in this island, she's part of the crew and he has to protect her. But he has no intention of telling her that and would prefer that she would just get the idea that he would kill her, so she never comes to think that he still cares about her in any way.
He continues walking, going around her as if she wasn't there, as if he hadn't just been talking to her and enters further into the forest, in search of Marco. It's all he can do if he wants to avoid exploding and burning the whole place. If there's a next time and she chooses to be stupid again and talk to him with no important purpose, he will just ignore her and leave.]
*Selphie visibly flinches when he calls her 'woman' like that. No one has ever called her that, in such a tone of voice, but it feels horrible. She can't help but stare at him after that, waiting for what he has to say. But there he goes again, bending her words, making her seem like some kind of cruel, cold-hearted bitch. Then he calls her childish, continues to explain how he just doesn't care. Selphie takes a few steps back then, doing her best not to break his glare, doing her best to try and stand up for herself.
She takes a deep breath as he begins to walk away, her mind reeling with her options. A part of her wants to cry, at the frustration at being treated this way, and how little he really does care, and at the nasty way he has spoken to her. But something inside her snaps. She doesn't have to worry about any other feelings that she has for him anymore. There's not a relationship here that she's desperately trying to maintain. This is, as he's said, nothing, and he makes it perfectly clear just how much he wants rid of her. But that's not fair*
No.
*That's all she says at first, but as he moves past her side, she turns and shoves her fist against his shoulder, giving him a violent push. It's almost a punch, if not the strongest one she can manage*
You don't get to boss me around, Ikki. You don't get to tell me what to do. If you want rid of me that much, then stop trying to "see me" without being near me. Who do you care who I spend my time with anyway? That is none of your concern.
I tried to have a conversation with you. I tried to be friendly. And what I get is this. You don't get to push me around, Ikki, treat me like shit, and then give me warnings. I don't know what the hell you think you are, but you do NOT have power over me.
[He hears the first word, and recognizes the tune that tends to follow it. It's the same tune Saori would give him, even if Selphie adds a physical aspect to it that the other wouldn't.
It doesn't really matter. He has no interest in whatever she wants to say or however she wants to bend his own words to feel more special or play the role of the victim even more.
So instead of listening, or stopping, he continues moving and focuses in finding Marco. Her words become little more than a buzzing sound and as soon as he finds Marco, Ikki leaves in a flash of light and a loud banging sound, moving at top speed before she even finishes. As if she wasn't there, as if there was nothing that held his interest there, because that's exactly what he thinks.]
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He senses her moving, knows where she's going, he doesn't need his eyes to see her. Just as he didn't need to be right besides her to know what she was up to. But she never understood that. Or maybe she just didn't care and that's why she had often talked and talked as if he couldn't hear her, couldn't know what she was saying, simply because she didn't see him around. It's the reference to the animals which makes him react, anywhere else, maybe, just maybe, he would have had more control over himself. Here however, he's way too close to the boiling point. But she doesn't see it, doesn't care.
Uncomfortable and unhappy? She had no idea what she was talking about.
He stands up in less than a second and with him raises a wave a Cosmo that slams at all around him. It's only because of him remembering his talk with Marco that there's not a hell of flames all around them by now. He looks at her, just as she wants and demands, ironically, despite his anger and flaming aura when he looks at her there's more coldness than anything else. There's anger, carved there as if it was carved on stone, permanent and eternal, running way too deep to be covered or forgotten. But there's no actual hate, just... Indifference. As if the person in front of him only mattered to him as much as something he has a duty with would.]
Let's make something clear, woman.
[He calls her a woman, but the way he says it makes it sound as if he doesn't see her as one. Because she isn't. She's just a kid, another wannabe-princess brat that considers herself entitled to own someone else and entitled to have their respect even if she has done nothing to earn it.]
I am not an animal. Even if a phoenix can be considered a type of bird, it's definitively not an animal. And it's not something that you could ever keep as a pet.
And I don't care how many talks you have with Marco or how much you twist that childish brain that you have to try to think of it, you will never know anything about phoenixes or about me.
[He starts to walk, his step heavy and with each one another wave of oppressing-close-to-explode Cosmos is sent.]
I don't need to use my eyes to see you, I don't need to be near you to know what you're up to, with whom you're. I don't owe you any respect, and the only care and attention that I have to give to you, is the same I have to give to anything that the captain cares for.
[If it wasn't because of his loyalty to Ace... He would care more about the ships than her, but he can't do that so if she's ever in trouble, he will help, he will protect her if he has to and save her if no one else can. But that's all. She means nothing to him now, she's just another part of his duties here and he's not going to indulge in her more than he has to.]
This is your last warning. Unless you have something specific to talk to me about regarding the crew or a mission, don't bother me. Go play with the animals or go play the role of the victimized princess of your own tale as much as you want until your loyal knight comes to save you. Do whatever you want. But whatever you do, do it away from me or I will destroy you in such a way that not even Davy Jones will be able to find a trace of you to put you together again.
[Of course, it's an empty threat, even if part of him would want to, especially now in this island, she's part of the crew and he has to protect her. But he has no intention of telling her that and would prefer that she would just get the idea that he would kill her, so she never comes to think that he still cares about her in any way.
He continues walking, going around her as if she wasn't there, as if he hadn't just been talking to her and enters further into the forest, in search of Marco. It's all he can do if he wants to avoid exploding and burning the whole place. If there's a next time and she chooses to be stupid again and talk to him with no important purpose, he will just ignore her and leave.]
12th
She takes a deep breath as he begins to walk away, her mind reeling with her options. A part of her wants to cry, at the frustration at being treated this way, and how little he really does care, and at the nasty way he has spoken to her. But something inside her snaps. She doesn't have to worry about any other feelings that she has for him anymore. There's not a relationship here that she's desperately trying to maintain. This is, as he's said, nothing, and he makes it perfectly clear just how much he wants rid of her. But that's not fair*
No.
*That's all she says at first, but as he moves past her side, she turns and shoves her fist against his shoulder, giving him a violent push. It's almost a punch, if not the strongest one she can manage*
You don't get to boss me around, Ikki. You don't get to tell me what to do. If you want rid of me that much, then stop trying to "see me" without being near me. Who do you care who I spend my time with anyway? That is none of your concern.
I tried to have a conversation with you. I tried to be friendly. And what I get is this. You don't get to push me around, Ikki, treat me like shit, and then give me warnings. I don't know what the hell you think you are, but you do NOT have power over me.
12th
It doesn't really matter. He has no interest in whatever she wants to say or however she wants to bend his own words to feel more special or play the role of the victim even more.
So instead of listening, or stopping, he continues moving and focuses in finding Marco. Her words become little more than a buzzing sound and as soon as he finds Marco, Ikki leaves in a flash of light and a loud banging sound, moving at top speed before she even finishes. As if she wasn't there, as if there was nothing that held his interest there, because that's exactly what he thinks.]