~Jaxen Thanatos, FW Interlude, entry 4~
“I don’t understand how you can stand mingling amongst the filthy sims, pretending to dress like them, act like them...even walk like them brother. We are not them; we are superior, you should learn to accept that. Hasn’t our uncle-”
“Felix, the day I want advice from you, I will ask. What do you want?”
“We can’t just catch up?”
“While I am sure mother would love that, you are too narcissistic and calculating and always have a purpose to every single conversation you have.”
“You wound me brother. Maybe I just want to catch up. After all...I hear rumors.”
“And I grow more and more bored by the minute.”
“I hear rumors...of you and a little petite brunette...or she once was petite, but now it seems she may be enjoying food a touch too much, hm? Fattening up the cow for slaughter? I am SO proud of you brother...”
“When I catch your little spy, would you like their heart or liver? You are on dangerously thin ground right now brother, either tell me what you have been PESTERING me about for weeks or I am walking out, and changing all of my numbers.”
“I guess sharing is out of the question then...shame, she seems like a delicious treat...”
“Plum off Felix. Enjoy the next fifty years alone, because only you can stand your face.”
“I have decided you are not worth my time, and it was a mistake to come and try to get any real answers out of you. Do not call me again.”
I walked down the stairs, noticing that he was glaring into his wine glass. Whatever. I wouldn’t let him touch Sally...and I wasn’t about to throw him from his penthouse, he would know he got to me then. Fattening up the cow...he would never change, would he? If he truly needed something from me, he had about sixty seconds to reach me, because once I hit that elevator, I was gone.
