filii proelio

"To know what you want, know you'll never truly have it."

[saltstung]

“HEY – you! You gotta m o v e, you can’t stand there.”

[halfolympixn-blog]

“Wow--I’m sorry, I didn’t realize you were working over here. I’ll move, where’s the best place for me to be out of you way?” 

[withmanyteethrpg-deactivated202]

West’s expression darkened immediately at the mention of his father, the traces of humor and jest all but vanishing. “You know Lindy, it seems to me your mother’s ego is starting to rub off on you – and not in a good kind of way. I have plenty of charm, thank you, though, if we’re trading advice, as it seems we are, I should also tell you that when a man says he doesn’t care about a woman’s conversation, it generally means he’s not interested. As difficult as it might be to grasp, men aren’t women. We don’t say one thing and mean something else entirely. But it does tug at my heartstrings to know you care enough to pay attention to my, as you put it, lack of love life.”

[halfolympixn-blog]

“The charm of a hellhound maybe.” Lindy’s lips pursed, her eyes running over West’s face. “I’m going to have the positivity to assume you’re saying that because I’ve somehow offended you, and not just because you’re actually a sexist asshole. I pay attention to everyone’s love life in this camp West, don’t count yourself so special. Love is my life, if you haven’t noticed. And I’m trying to help it be yours as well. Now we can either stop this ridiculous argument over nothing, or you can tell me about your dream date, and I can move on to finding you your perfect match.”

[withmanyteethrpg-deactivated202]

“Elephant march?” At that, Georgia would raise her eyebrows, glancing down at her thin frame, the flower beds, and back up at the boy before her. “It’s not my fault you decided to build a greenhouse in the middle of the path. Perhaps you should have thought that through more, rather than blame someone for trying to get to her cabin.”

[halfolympixn-blog]

“Oh you’re so right, excuse me for wanting to make this camp look the slightest bit brighter for people like you. Next time I’ll just grow my flowers in the woods where no one can trample, or let alone even see them. Although seeing them would apparently do you no good, considering you saw them and crushed them anyway.” Finn’s arms would cross over his chest, his shoulders lifting hastily. “So what’re you going to do now to make up for this?”

[lillixns-blog]

“Oh shit–was that–was that your flower patch? Dude, I didn’t even realize…it’s like, it just blended in with the grass, or something. You’re so good at guessing ages too. You’re just a jack of all trades aren’t you? Let me guess, are you Hermes’ kid?”

[halfolympixn-blog]

“None of the people in this camp have any taste or class, do they? You go tramping through my flowers, and then try to insult me--as though calling me a ‘Hermes’ kid’ is some kind of insult. But what can you expect from children, right?” Finn would shake his head, eyes dropping towards his would be garden, now a mess of muddy footprints. He’d sigh heavily, his eyes rising back to meet Kay’s. “What’re you going to do to make this right?” 

[godlyspawn-blog]

“No, it probably won’t.”

[halfolympixn-blog]

“You’re a stubborn piece of work aren’t you. Well, as long as we’re on the same page then.” 

[godlyspawn-blog]

“It’ll be a bit hard for me, actually, considering this is how my voice always is.”

[halfolympixn-blog]

“Well isn’t that just lovely. I suppose we’ll just have to pretend I didn’t comment on it then, won’t we? And I also suppose that if you’re telling the truth, your tone of voice won’t shift at all, am I right?”

[withmanyteethrpg-deactivated202]

“Tie me to a pole, and force yourself on me. Are you sure you’re old enough for that kind of thing, Lindy? You know it seems a little mature for you. Maybe wait a few more years, hm? Again, don’t want you to hurt yourself.”

[halfolympixn-blog]

“You know West, maybe it’s your father’s abysmal techniques rubbing off on you, or perhaps it’s your own lack of charm--but I’ll just tell you that typically, when a woman comes up to a man to hold a conversation about something, she expects to actually talk about it.” Lindy twirled a lock of hair around her finger, tilting her head in West’s direction. “And whether you believe me to be ‘mature’ enough or not will not keep me from following through on my threat--only you won’t receive half the pleasure you think you’re so smart for implying from it. Now are we going to talk about your lack-of love life, or should I just try again tomorrow?” 

[withmanyteethrpg-deactivated202]

“Shit – is this? Gods, I’m sorry. Maybe next time you should do something a little bit more preemptive, yeah? Like, I don’t know, put a fence up or something?”

[halfolympixn-blog]

“And perhaps you should watch where you’re walking. I think a fence would do little to combat your elephant march, but maybe that’s just me.” Finn would sigh heavily, fingers running quickly through his hair. “Not a lot of good a fence is going to do now that you’ve gone and ruined things anyway.” 

[godlyspawn-blog]

“Is there anyway you could not do what you’re doing right now? Or is that too difficult?”

[halfolympixn-blog]

“Is there anyway you could take another tone of voice with me? Or is that too difficult?” 

[withmanyteethrpg-deactivated202]

“Look. Listen. Look – hey – before your hurt yourself or some shit, let me just stop you and remind you, I don’t care.”

[halfolympixn-blog]

“If I really believed that, I wouldn’t be standing here talking to you West. Now are you going to be receptive to the discussion I’m trying to have here, or am I going to have to tie you to a pole and force myself on you?”

[halfolympixn-blog]

“You would think a person would be able to fill a watering can without fear of some absolute moron coming in and tearing through his flower patch like it’s a gods damned play area. Honestly, are you five years old?”