Someone is cranky at being picked up.

[thedemonshead]

Madame,

Far be it from me to attempt to talk you out of this fallacy. I am merely attempting to lodge my misgivings about this endeavor and if you had even a whit of sense you'd realize just how useless this whole enterprise of yours is. You are a child in comparison to my many years on this earth. How can you even begin to understand the complexities required to write me effectively?

I shall not stand idly by as you run my characterization and carefully wrought reputation into the ground with your tawdry attempts at escapism.

Madame, I sincerely entreat you, stop this madness now before things get ugly between us. Do not think that just because you are female that I will stay my hand in this manner.

....no, your gender has nothing to do with this and I do not appreciate your accusations of sexism on my part. Nor do I think the details of my relationship between me and my children are any of your concern. You modern people have no true grasp of propriety or polite conversation it is extremely wearisome.

For your own sake, I would suggest you stop on this tangent immediately.

But, seeing as how I cannot seem to dissuade you from this matter, I fear we shall have to be enemies from here on out, Madame.

Comments

[wholenewstory]

Think you're...pretty childish.

[thedemonshead]

From your limited perceptions perhaps I am. But you too are naught but a child as well and I would not expect you to understand such intricate matters.

[wholenewstory]

Not really. Never - got to be.

Your...League. Saw to that. For me. For - your grandson.

[thedemonshead]

If you are seeking forgiveness from me thenI fear shall be waiting a long time.

Your so-called 'childhood' might have been taken away but you were given invaluable skills that will insure your safety and that you will never be a victim ever again. It is an equitable trade in my eyes, even if you do chose to fritter away your abilities these days.

[wholenewstory]

Shouldn't have - ever been a victim. None of us.

Met him, you know. The first. Mad Dog. [Her brother. Her victim. Her killer.] If anyone's life was - wasted. It was his.

[thedemonshead]

That creature was unbefitting even the term 'human'. I do not agree with your father's training methods, only that he produces results.

[Ra's granted Cassandra a cold look.] With any experimental program, there are always setbacks until it culminated in a superior individual such as yourself, Cassandra.

[wholenewstory]

[Cass just stares at him, before grimacing.]

You're...gross.

Not - superior. And neither are you.

[thedemonshead]

[His lip actually curled in disdain.]

I assure you, I was not propositioning you, child. Merely expressing my admiration for your father's flawed if effective work

[robinred]

[Right, so you know what they say about curiosity and killing and cats-- not that Tim's comparing his life's value to a cat's, no, but.]

Do you ever surround yourself with someone other than a slave or an enemy, Ra's? [As in, ha, what a surprise he's conjured up another one.]

[thedemonshead]

You will find as you grow older, Timothy, that the line between enemy and ally fades until there is no distance between them. Do you think I have lived this long by foolishly bestowing my trust in those around me?

[Even his own family--especially his own family--was not to be trusted.]

[robinred]

[And what a pain (what a fucking pain) that he realizes: he gets it. Frown firmly in place.]

That's a "no".

[demon_brat]

... denying being called sexist? Really, Grandfather? It makes your overall credibility lower significantly.

[wholenewstory]

Didn't think - you were. [But ew, Ra's, thank you for that image.]

Still gross. That you think - I'm better, because...of how I was born. Because - of what he did to me.

[thedemonshead]

You are the one who puts it in such black and white terms. I prefer to think of it as having levels of trusted companions around me. [This was said in the most mild of tones. Butter wouldn't met in that man's mouth.]

[thedemonshead]

In regards to your mother? I am no. Her sex is just a small factor in why she will never be a suitable heir. Not that I can expect you or my feeble minded typist to understand this.

[demon_brat]

>Tt.< You actually believe yourself.

Pathetic.

[thedemonshead]

[He was just as grossed out by the mental image there, Cass.]

I know you are better for just those very reasons. Your parents were two of finest martial artists in the world. By your very genetics alone you are superior to ninety percent of all the martial artists alone.

You find it hard to accept because you are still young and filled with idealism but as you grow older, I suspect you will come to see just what a blessing your pedigree is and just what a boon your father granted you by giving you the training he did.

[thedemonshead]

And you still do not grasp the true extent of your mother's weakness. Her soft-heart and weak will when it comes to you and the Detective have proven that thoroughly. Her sex is merely a tertiary concern.

[Pale green eyes sharpened.] Besides, after having seen the way you address certain young ladies around you, I'd said the title of sexist would land squarely on your shoulders.

[pretty_bird]

[Sigh..just...sigh]

I really hate it when she's right.

[plains_hunter]

Today is just full of old faces. Still doing terrorist stuff, Ra's?

[thedemonshead]

I am sure I will regret asking this but just who are you referring to and in which matter is she correct?

[pretty_bird]

A good friend, back when we had a thing she warned me you were this way.

I always gotta fall for the charming, egotistical bastards.

[thedemonshead]

I find your clever byplay decidedly lacking, Blake. You should leave the clever quips to those better suited to such things. [Ra's said with stiff formality.] And the 'terrorist stuff' as you so crudely put it is none of your concern.

[robinred]

By having levels of "trust", what you mean is "how easily I can have them killed". [Black and white? Him? Sure. Either something was done right or it wasn't-- either someone was right, or they weren't. --it sounded a little like an insult.]

[Now, especially. Ra's was making sense, what he was saying was right. And that was all twisted, all wrong.]

It might be a good thing you say your mundane doesn't understand you. [It means they're sane enough.]

[thedemonshead]

Ah, yes, Miss Gordon I presume. Do you truly think our time together so abhorrent, Miss Lance? There was a time you considered me a suitable mate.

While our insurmountable differences grieve me I do not harbor you any true ill will. [So said the psychopath who'd nearly killed her.]