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stillthefool:
”Fuck the Gods.”
"I begin to doubt they even care."
f l a s h g i v e a w a y
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"I would not suggest going that way."
All that lies down such a road is death and blood and more death. Spartacus stands as proof of such things, coated in more gore than he has ever cared for. But some men simply need killing.
"Turn back, if it is possible."
reparatum:
“Do you really need to ask?” She lives because she’s better—in regards to her skill in battle and not how virtuous she’s lived her life. “The answer is obvious.”
"Then you are most skilled." When the time come s for them to leave this place ( and leave they shall, one way or another ) she will no doubt make for quite the useful ally.
"What do they call you?" For Romans care naught for one's true name.
"You look fearful," he states, and no kindness weighs upon his tone. Were she any other woman, perhaps such a feat could be managed but Spartacus makes no attempt. Hatred still sticks in his gut, firm as rock. "Do unchained beasts scare you so?"
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He clings to life like a wildcat with a slab of bloody meat, refusing to let go, refusing to wither and die, as everybody in this ludus would so very much love to see him do. He is not blind to the irritation this causes, can see the looks in the eyes of his masters each time he rises from a strike they wish so very badly would cut him down.
It is now he sees that very look in the eyes of Batiatus' wife Lucretia. Still very much the caged ( but feral ) cat, it is all Spartacus can do to challenge it.
"Domina." A pause, and brows rise while Spartacus thinks upon the words he'll speak. A subtle reminder that he yet lives, where all wish to see him fail, perhaps to be uttered with feigned obedience. "Do my victories not please you?"
Would that they had been Crixus'.
stares at my other replies in mild confusion i guess. like this if you want a starter???
goddessofstrife:
"I was attempting to do just that.” Came her whiplike response. ”Now still tongue and allow me to finish.”
Such attitude earns the smallest of smiles from Spartacus, though it vanishes from features about as quickly as it came about. The Rebel King says no more, only dips his head to let her know his silence will hold as she explains.
thegxldencity:
❝I thought I would look upon our god-king and see if rumour held true. And here you stand, no more a god than any other here.❞
"A title chosen by another," states Spartacus. That is all his names ever seem to be; chosen by another, with little input on his behalf. In truth, he would have them all speak his true name, if only the man it belonged to was alive. But he died with Sura. "Perhaps you should look upon me in heated battle; you may yet see the promised God of which you speak."
that feel when accidental hiatus
stillthefool:
”Stop such thoughts, at once.”
"What thoughts would yo u have in their place? My ears are open to suggestion, would that you made any."
"Still tongue and explain," he all but orders. His tone is sharp, serious. There is no time to be wasted, after all. Not that there ever is anymore.
apologies, friends!! i didn't mean to let my activity on sparty dip for a little bit there, but i've had the most horrendous month of my entire life and it's all sort of catching up with me finally. ie, i'm so tired all the time and i can only really concentrate on one of my accounts. that being said, i'm going to do all the replies that i can right now bc i feel bad lmao
but yeah. sorry. spartacus might have to go on a semi-hiatus until everything's back to normal. you don't have to worry about me dropping him tho bc that's not going to happen. my head's just all over the show lately, which is my only reason for not being on yeha
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It [ h u r t s ] every day —
the absence of someone who was once there.