on being homeless...

[forourqueen]

Find my rotten undead ass a place to be, woman! I'm weary of just loitering in your headspace like a confused cockroach. I have daggers that need to taste blood and a reputation to uphold!

Well. Not much of a good reputation, but that's the point.

...Dark Lady watch over me, because your lack of intelligence certainly isn't.

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[fatherandsun]

[He's just going to stare. What ARE you?]

[forourqueen]

[Dead. He's very dead. Also pissed.]

What are you staring at, girl? Go shoot fireballs or heal shit.

[fatherandsun]

Gnhn...?!

[GIRL!?]

Did you just say I'm a girl?

[forourqueen]

[Well, not with that deep voice.]

Heh. Your hair fooled me.

[fatherandsun]

Hmph. Considering your rate of decay, I would imagine it doesn't take much to fool you.

[forourqueen]

[Oh no. No, no, no. Bad Konzen.]

Pardon? You living assholes and your fucking superiority! Who in the name of the Twisting Nether gave you the dumbass idea that rot has anything to do with intelligence?

oh konzen you prissy bitch you're just mad he called you a woman

[fatherandsun]

[Konzen folds his arms.]

If your stench is any indicator, you're losing yourself. When a mortal, or immortal, loses what gives them the ability to have cognitive thought or sentience, they tend to lose their status as intelligent.

[He gives the other an unimpressed look.]

Though, from your little outburst, I'd say you weren't blessed with much to begin with.

hahaha

[forourqueen]

What? What the fel does my reanimation have to do with anything, you useless caster?

[Have a bony finger in your direction, sir.]

My people are as sentient as every other damned species out there. You're just being a prissy little bitch. Go do your nails.

Re: hahaha

[fatherandsun]

Excuse me?

[DANGER. DANGER WILL ROBINSON.]

Care to repeat that?

[forourqueen]

[He'll just draw a dagger...]

You heard me.

[fatherandsun]

Tch. Resorting to violence when you boast of intelligence?

I thought you were trying to accomplish something a moment ago with what grasp of language you had.

[Even so, he's bracing. Oh, Konzen. The mouth is the root of all disasters.]

[forourqueen]

Violence? I haven't even done anything yet. You'd be surprised just how much violence I'm capable of.

[Flinging that dagger next to Konzen's ear, now.]

Temper and enjoying a bit of mayhem doesn't mean I lack intelligence. Besides, I'm having a nice conversation with you, and I haven't tried to eat your brain yet.

Are you done sprouting shit about my people as payback for calling you a woman? It's quite childish.

[fatherandsun]

[Konzen doesn't flinch, but inside his gut does as bit of a pirouette.]

If I want to react with mild irritation to an insult then that's my right, as it is yours. Besides, this entire exchange has been nothing but my stating facts about decay and then being corrected by you, the only occurrence of lasting sentience in a decaying but still living body that I've ever met.

[He tilts his head.]

How is it that you've maintained your intelligence? I'm genuinely curious now, not angry.

[flickerember]

[There is not enough D: in all of Azeroth or Outland to equal the face Meinal's making right this second.]

Scourge-! Wait, no. Forsaken. -Aah! That's even worse!

[forourqueen]

[Rogue, too. Pardon his Vanish, lady. Casters should be stunlocked.]

[flickerember]

[Ohhh eff. Where'd he go?! Blasted Rogues. Fine. If he's within range, he's about to get a face-full of Blast Wave.]

[heardyoucall]

[There's a certain resemblance he gleans from a momentary glance that throws him completely. He knows what he's seeing can't be him, but it's still enough to give him one hell of a jolt.]

[forourqueen]

Willpower.

[He splays out his rotted fingers, the flesh missing from the fingertips and the bone sharpened to claws.]

We were slaves to a master, without a will of our own... but we broke free.

[forourqueen]

[Oh, he's played with enough casters to know you don't get close until they've already used their ability once.

He'll be nice and just try to sap this one, though.]

[forourqueen]

...what?

[heardyoucall]

Nothing.

[fatherandsun]

[Slaves. Konzen thinks upon Nataku and his terrible fate, inwardly kicking himself. He nods slowly, then sighs.]

I apologize, in that case, for my prior statement. I don't abide by slavery in the slightest. It turns my gut to know anyone can thrive on the enslavement of another.

[forourqueen]

Then keep moving, human.

[flickerember]

[Too bad she just Blinked a few feet that-a-way.]

W-wait! Wait a moment!

[forourqueen]

Bullshit. You're human. Humans fear those who are different. The hurt what they fear.

In my case, they probably should. Those who are still undead, soulless slaves have waged war upon the living for years.