dear_mun | dusting off an old muse....

Entry tags:

dusting off an old muse....

You always come crawling back. Just like all the others.

Funny, isn't it? Perhaps this time, you've learned your lesson. Shall we teach a few others the same?

Threaded | Top-Level Comments Only

Stay. Away.

I wouldn't count on it.

It's not me you'll have to convince, Deathweaver. Though even if it were, you wouldn't be doing a very good job.

[ Did he say the magic word? No seriously, there's one person who loves studying!! ]

This again? [ It's a slight jest just to test the waters. ] And here I thought it due to recent events.

[ Recent events that she's not willing to talk about, thank you kindly. ]

Your presence here is not wanted. Keep to your frozen tomb, traitor prince.

I would.

Thus, so should you.

...we don't speak of those.

Since when has that ever stopped me? Its practically an invitation, sealed with wax and all.

[ Glad he's on her side. ]

So what is it that has you venturing out?

[scowling.] If I see even a glimpse of your face on that island, I will find you, and I will cut you down where you stand.

Aside from the girl's inability to remain decisive in her choices, you mean.

[Not a question.]

I suspect the enabling of her peers has much to do with it. Not that I would complain, of course.

Now Deathweaver, I may have raised you myself, but you hardly possess the skill to do little more than perhaps lightly scar my dreadplate.

Raising your blade against me would be most foolish of you.

I think you'll find that I can do much more than that against your current form, Arthas. [Byfrost DOES INDEED SEEM MORE POWERFUL ...]

I do apologize on behalf of my own, but I feel my sympathies are better aimed at whichever world you find yourself headed towards.

[ No offense, Arthas, but your attitude in any form is worth apologizing to an entire game for. ]