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Post by Marik_Ishtars_Gurl on May 24, 2003 18:55:43 GMT -5
"Hey, hey, don't get me wrong---it's nothin' personal, mongrel," Ruby says now. "But others have tried, like you have. And it doesn't work. But I live life to the fullest---just without any men in it." She smirks. "I don't need men to be happy."
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Post by Killer on May 24, 2003 22:46:01 GMT -5
Killer is once again caught off guard when Ruby doesn't really speak defensively as he was expecting. He drops his head for a few moments, trying to recover.
"I'm not sayin' ya do," he replies after a while, "But I still think you'd be much happier if you'd take down that wall and be yourself."
He shudders a bit as he's just now becoming aware of the damp chill in the foggy air, pausing to give himself a thorough shake in an attempt to get rid of it.
"And I hardly consider myself a lady-killer," he snorts, "I'm just...Killer. And I'll say this again; I only wanna be your friend. W-what would you classify us to be in this situation right now? I mean, we're more than just mere acquaintances, aren't we? We're not enemies. If we were, I'd be six feet under right now, no doubt. So what's left?"
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Post by Marik_Ishtars_Gurl on May 27, 2003 2:59:01 GMT -5
Ruby again finds Killer's remarks utterly amusing.
"What makes you think I ain't bein' myself?" she says roughly.
OOC: Imagine her as a female Wolverine from X-Men! XD
BIC: "I kick butt for a livin' and I enjoy every minute of it." Ruby stands offensively, as if to attack something. "Everything I am, you're seein' in front of you. I'm no softie and I ain't kind."
She turns to leave. "I don't got friends and I don't need 'em. I only need me!" And with that she vanishes into the night for probably the half-dozeneth time.
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Post by Killer on May 27, 2003 23:16:58 GMT -5
OOC- LOL!
BIC- Killer sighs and rolls his eyes helplessly as he once again has to pick up his pace to stay on her tail. "If she doesn't kill me by dawn," he thinks to himself, "All this runnin' prob'ly will."
"Yeah, I believe that like I believe a cat has good intentions standing under a birdbath," he snorts in response to her claiming she's not kind, "That's a lie if I ever saw one and you know it. If you weren't kind, you woulda busted my glasses earlier in the Fleabite joint when Charlie threw 'em to you. Likewise, you wouldn't have bailed me out that night Charlie was after my blood in New Orleans. You must have some kinda softness in ya. You woulda looked away and let him have me otherwise. You'll hafta come up with somethin' better than that."
If nothing else is gained from this night, Killer knows he will probably be fit to run a marathon when it's over--after about six months of recovery, of course.
"Y'know, you didn't answer my question," he reminds her after a moment, "Like I said, we're more than just acquaintances and we're not enemies, so...what's left?"
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Post by Marik_Ishtars_Gurl on May 28, 2003 6:26:18 GMT -5
Ruby snorts. "Hey, I'd do anything to make Barkin mad," she says. "That don't make me kind. I just want him to get showed up at every possible chance. As for your question . . ." She pauses, narrowing her eyes. "I dunno what's left," she admits.
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Post by Killer on May 28, 2003 22:39:04 GMT -5
Killer's expression says he believes otherwise. Maybe she does like to get a rise out of Charlie, but he's certain that, even if the attacker hadn't been Charlie, she still would have stepped in.
"Is that your final answer?" he asks playfully, then continues on a serious, yet light-hearted note, "I dunno about you, but I'd say all that's left is friends. No bones about it. Friends--true friends--tell ya the truth even when ya don't wanna hear it. Trust me, I know. Hedge does it all the time, heh. So, the question here is...will ya humor me? Consider me a friend and, if I betray you, you'll have every right to re-arrange my face, stuff my tail--what's left of it--down my throat, and kick me into the next millenium...and anything else you'd feel justified in doing. Whadda ya say?"
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Post by Marik_Ishtars_Gurl on May 29, 2003 5:27:59 GMT -5
OOC: LOL!
BIC: Ruby snorts. "I'd say, 'What the heck have you been drinkin' tonight?!'," she replies.
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Post by Killer on May 29, 2003 22:22:26 GMT -5
Killer heaves a frustrated groan and slaps a paw against his forehead, dragging it down his face, exasperated. Trying to keep from losing his patience, he takes a deep breath, holds it ten seconds, exhales, and tries to take it easy.
"I don't drink," he forces a pleasant tone, "That stuff doesn't sit well with me. I'm totally sober and dead serious. Accept me as a friend and, if I blow it, crush me into a pile of dust, suck me up with a Dirt Devil, and dispose of me in the nearest trash can."
He definitely would not be saying this if he didn't have a little confidence in himself. He tries his hardest to be a good, trustworthy friend and he's been told--mostly by Hedge--that he does a good job. Friendship is something he takes very seriously.
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Post by Marik_Ishtars_Gurl on May 30, 2003 5:21:36 GMT -5
Ruby smirks now. "Gotta say one thing for ya, mongrel---you're persistant. I do havta admire that. After all, there ain't many who dare to be persistant with me."
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Post by Killer on May 31, 2003 23:11:06 GMT -5
Killer shrugs, not sure whether to take persistance as a compliment. He knows being persistant is a great way to get oneself into loads of trouble. After all, he's learned that from the best--his boss.
"Well, there's two sides to every coin," he reasons, "Some might say persistance roots from stupidity, others--in certain cases--might say it's brave. I don't have a reputation for being brave, so persistance comin' from me is prob'ly stupid. Anyway, back to the point here. Do we have a deal?"
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Post by Marik_Ishtars_Gurl on Jun 4, 2003 5:39:55 GMT -5
Ruby snorts. "Make believe we do, if ya want," she says, heading off.
OOC: Killer, I luv the new color scheme, but it's a bit hard on my eyes ^^;;;
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Post by Killer on Jun 4, 2003 21:37:30 GMT -5
OOC- This a lil' better?  BIC- Killer shifts his weight to his hind legs and clenches his fists at his sides for a brief moment, seething with frustration. Everyone has a limit and Killer's next move proves he's been pushed past his. He lunges forward and cuts Ruby off, literally coming nose to nose with her and looking anything but cool, calm, and collected."Look here you," he snaps, jabbing her in the chest with a paw as he speaks, "Wake up and smell the kibble! This ain't the Land of Make Believe on Mr. Roger's Neighborhood. You can't pretend to be friends with someone. Besides, if I pretend we have a deal, you can pretend I messed up and then not pretend to beat the snot outta me! Get my drift?" Still in her face, he takes a deep breath, having blurted all that without a pause. He doesn't even bother to wonder if his lecture made any sense, too angry to care. His blood pressure must have sky-rocketed at that point. His hackles are standing on end along his back and his muzzle sports a nasty snarl. |
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Post by Marik_Ishtars_Gurl on Jun 21, 2003 5:42:29 GMT -5
OOC: Much better ^^
BIC: Ruby is unfazed, as always. "Oooh, spunky," she says. "Well, I don't do 'pretend' anyway. But I don't have any desire to beat the holy heck out of you. I'd rather go after Barkin." She sneers at the thought. "I just need another good reason to. And with his <i>charming</i> personality, I betcha that reason will show itself pretty quick."
She walks off, her firm intent to end the conversation here and now.
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Post by Killer on Jun 22, 2003 21:32:00 GMT -5
OOC- You wanna start the next thread?  |
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Post by Marik_Ishtars_Gurl on Jun 23, 2003 17:15:58 GMT -5
OOC: Sure XD I'll just need to think of a good way to do it ^^;;
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