/Turns up late with a latte and fresh tears!

[sadist_dormouse]

Mundane,

Far be it from me to stop you, but you are rather late to this particular Tea Party~

My story finished a long while ago and you've only yourself to blame if you've waited so long to finish it.

... stop crying!!

✄

[OOC: Hello! I've dusted off the five year old cobwebs from this particular psycho and returned to RP-ing, please be gentle! This was all prompted after finally coming back and finishing the Pandora Hearts manga. I'm hoping I can find some cast mates to play with to soothe my aching heart!]

Comments

[bound_by_this]

Now, now, you must give them some credit. Better late than never, and if those tears are for you, then surely you must appreciate them a bit more!

<3

[sadist_dormouse]

You're the last person I want to hear advice from... after all you've done. [It pains him but he still can't fully hate you]

*grins!*

[bound_by_this]

Are we really so dissimilar? ...but perhaps you're right. There's no going back, no amount of apologies that can undo what's been done.

I worrried all the PH RPers had moved on <3

[sadist_dormouse]

... No. I suppose we aren't [He frowns] the only difference is that I have never betrayed you.

I haven't seen many about recently, myself. I picked this guy up on a whim last year after a PH kick

[bound_by_this]

....

...I suppose I deserve that.

Then I'm very glad to have found you. I've returned after 5 years away haha!

[sadist_dormouse]

You do... [he sighs] Did you ever even care about Gil and I?

Heh! It was on a whim that I glanced on DM too!

[bound_by_this]

I...

I think I did. But that's not a very good answer. ...it's difficult, you know? I'm not sure when I started pretending and didn't stop. Everything was the same, everything might as well have been genuine.

...but I'd like to think that I did. You, both of you...

I'm glad you did hehe, I had all but given up hope!

[sadist_dormouse]

I want so much to believe you.

But you hurt Gil!... and I-... I can never forgive you for that. I-I can't...

[He says it like he really wants to believe it.]

Aw! Well, it is good to meet you! :D

[bound_by_this]

[There really isn't anything he can say to that. Does he regret the things he's done? He can't say. There's so much he can say he regrets, but he doesn't know how sincere those feelings are.

But if there's one thing he does know, it's that he can't refute those words Vincent speaks.]

...I know.

[He says this quietly. He doesn't blame Vincent for saying what he does, whether Vincent himself believes it or not.]

Hehe

[sadist_dormouse]

[Theres not much Vincent can say to that.]

You were the first person who had ever been nice to me... besides Gil.

[bound_by_this]

.....

[Jack smiles faintly.]

...I'd like to think that there were times then that I enjoyed the company of the both of you.

[It's as honest an admission as he can make. He knows that he'd seen something in them, he knows that he'd been initially drawn to them because of Vincent's eye. He knows what he did, but at the same time, it had felt like it had happened to someone else.]

[sadist_dormouse]

[Vincent had imagined this going many different ways, he had imagined harming Jack in all sorts of sordid and cruel ways. Torture, dismemberment... just to make him hurt the way he'd hurt them.

Vincent had been broken, like a marionette with the strings cut. A child traumatised by a situation devised so that he could only fail. There hadn't seemed to be any winners in Jacks plan... only collateral damage.

Vincent was damaged. Molded by the world and its cruelty. He was a monster and now he was faced to face with one of his makers... and yet now when faced with the Master he'd loved so much, he feels but sadness and the urge to ask many unanswered questions.]

Was it worth it?

[bound_by_this]

[Jack had long been broken, and he hadn't even known it.

Vincent's question catches him off guard. He's become used to people saying how much they'd hated him for what he'd done, accepting it as due. Being questioned in itself is nothing unusual, for even Oz had asked him things. But he feels there's just something different in the questions Vincent asks him. Maybe he's imagining it. Maybe it's something of whatever genuine feelings Jack has somewhere beneath all the masks that had calloused his heart.]

There was a time that I thought it was. When I thought everything was to a purpose. ...I think I wasted it. I wasted so many things...

I'm applying for a game ;A; I found other PHers! I'm scared haha!

[sadist_dormouse]

You did.

[His words are said unkindly, but then surely if anyone deserves it, it's Jack. This entire conversation is like a game of chess. Vincent had started on the defensive and now he was strategising his offensive.]

How do you feel feel about us now?

[In a way it is a form of emotional torture, even if its painful for Jack. Vincent doesn't care. Like picking a scab, the pain is part of the process.]

Oh awesome! Good luck! :D

[bound_by_this]

[He knows. One more confirmation hardly makes a difference. Jack smiles faintly, shaking his head a little.]

I'm not sure how to answer that. Should I say that I'm proud of what you've become? That I'm happy to see you've survived? You two always had the makings of survivors, I think.

You should join too~ <3 We can have an angst fest! xD

[sadist_dormouse]

Do you mean any of it?

[He frowns. How can Jack, the master he'd loved so much be nothing but a construct of this seemingly soulless creature?]

Haha, I don't know if I can handle another game x)

[bound_by_this]

I do mean that I'm not sure. That's probably the most certain I can be about...about most things.