Voicetesting

[heartless_huntsman]

Well... Hello, I suppose. Seems like a good place to start things.

It's sweet that you want to give me a chance to be happy, real sweet. Don't know how you plan on doing it, or even if you can, but I still appreciate the effort. Not too happy about how things ended up for me either.

Who knows, huh?

Maybe I'll get to feel something.

Comments

[storybrookesavior]

Maybe you will.

Hey Graham.

eep, pardon unfinished tag

[heartless_huntsman]

[ Wow, awkward... ]

Emma... Hi.

[ Argh, what to say? "Sorry about dying in your arms, want to go grab a coffee?" ]

np!

[storybrookesavior]

[yeaaaaah that would be a start. lucky for you, Emma's the proactive sort on breaking up awkward situations.]

[her arms cross over her chest] FYI? I wasn't too happy over what happened to you either.

[heartless_huntsman]

[ Go Emma! This is why he lo--likes you.

Why are you looking at him like that, though? ]

Well, I didn't die on purpose!

[storybrookesavior]

[trying not to laugh at the outburst]

I know. Maybe I just have bad luck.

[heartless_huntsman]

[ She was the one looking all stern! ]

Think so far you've had better luck than most of us, all things considered.

[ Though she... probably might not think that. Hm. ]

No offence.

[storybrookesavior]

[You know what? She's in a good mood.]

None taken. You're probably right anyway, just like you were right to believe in Henry. [She has James's -- her father's -- Charming's sword with her, sheathed and attached to a belt around her waist. Her hand rests on top of it lightly.] I sort of... wonder. About what could have happened if I believed him sooner. He almost died too, you know. [--aaand good mood gone]

[heartless_huntsman]

I know. A lot of things would have been different.

[ He gives her a little smile that's sort of supposed to be reassuring. Or at least something akin to it. ]

But that doesn't mean they would have been better.

[storybrookesavior]

[broodily staring down at the toes of her boots]

I don't know. Maybe things wouldn't have become so crazy. Maybe I could've gotten to Regina before she could do all nasty things she did to everyone in Storybrooke. Maybe you wouldn't have had to die.

[when she finally looks up and catches the smile, she returns it half-heartedly]

Feels like I was cheated somehow.

[heartless_huntsman]

Think that's how most people feel when they lose someone.

We were both cheated.

[wildembrace]

It's always a nice thought when they say it, at least.

[heartless_huntsman]

I'm not dead yet so she's doing better than my original writers so far.

... granted she hasn't had all that long to do much of anything.

[wildembrace]

I am pretty sure I am the only one in this head of my mun's that she hasn't killed off somewhere, so I guess I am pretty lucky.

She did make me part of your 'world' once though for some threads and I can't say I was envious of any of you. Sorry.

[heartless_huntsman]

I can see how you'd fit.

[ Want some scratching? ]

I get to be the Evil Queen's pet and then I die. If you envied me I'd be worried about you.

[wildembrace]

[Oh god yes please. All the scratches.]

I am pretty sure my alpha wouldn't actually kill me, but whatever the mun says about us being mates, I am pretty sure I'd fit closer to 'pet' in definition terms.

Maybe you can escape her, here?

[heartless_huntsman]

I think that's kind of the plan. And I'm sorry to hear about your Alpha. That's no way to live.

[ Have some scratches then, Brother Wolf. ]

[wildembrace]

[He's practically going to melt right into Graham]

It's not too terrible. I guess someone being painfully possessive is better than no one caring at all.

[heartless_huntsman]

[ Bit starved for affection, is he? ]

You know, considering how that ended for me I hope you don't expect me to agree.

[wildembrace]

Sorry. I don't always do a lot of thinking before I speak

[heartless_huntsman]

That's all right, you didn't mean any harm.

[wildembrace]

It has a tendency toward getting me in trouble.

[heartless_huntsman]

I wouldn't harm a wolf who's done nothing to me.

[the_wolf]

Do you have any idea how pathetic you sound right now?

[heartless_huntsman]

Um, no?

[ He didn't think he was sounding all that pathetic, actually. ]

[the_wolf]

Whinging about happiness and feelings. They are all over-rated and these 'mundanes' who use us like puppets and playthings are not interested in it. Even if they claim that to be truth.

All they desire out of you is someone to torture, to forget about the tortures they, themselves, go through. They are not your friends, nor do their sympathies have any correlation to their actions.

You are doing not but fooling yourself to believe otherwise. It is a fools mind set.

[heartless_huntsman]

And people think me bitter.

But they are humans, so you might well be right.

[onebite]

It's you again.

[heartless_huntsman]

... yes?

[ He's not entirely sure what the correct response to this statement should be. ]

[onebite]

I wanted to thank you for what you did.

[heartless_huntsman]

It was the right thing to do.

[onebite]

[she smiles faintly] It was a lot to risk.

[heartless_huntsman]

Better my heart than yours. I didn't have much to lose.

[onebite]

I'm sorry. I wish there was a way I could help you.

[heartless_huntsman]

One day you will defeat her, and then I will be free.

[ He has faith in her. ]

[onebite]

I will. I promise you that.

[heartless_huntsman]

If anyone can, it's you.

[faustianism]

Wouldn't that be a good happy ending. Being able to feel... it doesn't make you human if you don't, does it.

[heartless_huntsman]

You'd know, wouldn't you?

[faustianism]

I've never said I couldn't feel. I just choose not to.

[heartless_huntsman]

Why?

[ This would be the Sheriff asking, the Huntsman has no problems understanding why one might want to distance oneself from people. ]

[faustianism]

[He gives a smile, and it's not really a pleasant one.] It's easier not to get hurt if you can't feel, dearie.

[heartless_huntsman]

[ Allow him to mull that one over for a little. ]

Yeah. Yeah, I suppose it is. Makes it damn near impossible to be happy, though.

[faustianism]

It is. That's why happiness is so hard to get. You need to give up a lot to attain it. Sometimes, you need to get hurt.