http://impure-tale.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] impure-tale.livejournal.com) wrote in [personal profile] impure_tale 2010-05-13 04:58 am (UTC)

[Spam] - gotta run out, be back soon

[A breath. The Marquis sat down in his chair and gestured for Jack to do the same. He waited for him, staring into his goblet contemplatively.]

When I found him, I had a cane on my person. There was a brief struggle, and I landed multiple blows. I bit off part of his ear, taunted him that he'd just killed the one person that could stop me, and had a Warden not come at that very moment, I would have raped him. I said that I would, and the more I think back, the more I say that it was simply something to scare him, I think that in those moments, in my anger, my own madness, I probably would have done it if I were not stopped.

[He takes a sip of wine.]

And we continued to antagonize one another after that. He found ways to send others after me, tried to kill me once himself -- I published at least one manuscript featuring him and the Doctor. I never took him seriously. I never knew what a Master at full power could be. I never called him by name, never took his threats to heart even when he made good on them. None of that, until you came [a glance] -- or a you that you do not remember. And I did not understand the severity of his crimes against you. I took your words lightly and alienated you from me. And then I saw him openly brag, in detail, about a number of the things he'd done to you, and then I understood. And you would never allow me to apologize. Which was your right.

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