judexdolohov:
“I’m not sure you’re at liberty to say what my family would have wanted, honestly I’d rather be with them then here.” Sometimes he thought that, thought that it would be easier to end his suffering and just be with his wife and his child once more, but he knew that wasn’t the way things should be done. He was stronger than that. Jude chuckled darkly at the others mention of giving her a taste, “Well this is one, drinking myself into oblivion. Revenge is another. Dark magic. Light torture sometimes comes close.”
Diana let the bitterness and the semi-suicidal statement he had just uttered go. He had a fair point. She was a complete stranger to him, not exactly a viable candidate to speak for his dead family. Her eyes seemed to light up with interest as he listed out a few activities that aligned with his own twisted sense of enjoyment. She crossed her legs slowly, deliberately, and shifted just slightly to turn more in his direction, returning his chuckle with one of her own. “I am pretty sure I asked you to give me a taste, not just tell me. Or were you just trying to scare me off?”













