♚ drosselmeyer. (
bloodwritten) wrote in
dear_mun2012-04-13 09:13 pm
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good god what am i doing.
This isn't how the tables turn! The puppet master does not simply become a puppet, you silly, silly girl!
I am not a character in your stories - I'm the one who creates them!
Unless, of course, you've a particularly good one for me.
In which case, start spinning.
[oh the uproarious laughter.]
I am not a character in your stories - I'm the one who creates them!
Unless, of course, you've a particularly good one for me.
In which case, start spinning.
[oh the uproarious laughter.]

WHAT HAPPENS WHEN HE COLLECTS ALL FOUR?
The chance to be involved in my own great drama? Involving the rest of the players with direct confrontation? Perhaps more troublesome, but you may be onto something, young prince.
HE IS NOT GETTING ANYWHERE NEAR RUE. The prince forbids it. 8l
[Siegfried's mouth tightens. No, that most certainly is not what he wants. To provide inspiration for Drosselmeyer would be, at best, a dangerous thing to do. He wants no part in the creation of more tragedies. However, his response is mild.]
...I believe you could do to learn... prudence.
[His eyes narrow, though all that is apparent in them is thoughtfulness. However, his words carry the the unmistakable hint of a reprimand.]
You shouldn't involve yourself so quickly.
what are you talking about they'll all be best friends. duh.
It's only our methods which are different.
no subject
[This is merely a fact for him. The comparison stings his pride a little, however.]
no subject
[not that he looks terribly affected by it.]
no subject
[He has to challenge it. He doesn't trust that kind of sacrifice; it would be simply too cruel. But then, so is Drosselmeyer.]
I cannot believe that.
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