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I hear you, stranger. [LARVA] - Ruthless - 05-07-2020 you are a craving I can never satisfy Ruthless @[Larva] RE: I hear you, stranger. [LARVA] - Larva - 05-27-2020 i will be brutal He no longer cares for the troubles of others when they don’t concern him in any degree. Larva has already forgotten Wolfbane and moved on to the next thing – how to pick off the few of his young that he dislikes. Would Vulgaris finally let him cull that awful daughter of his, with her snickering and vile games? Probably not. But maybe Ryatah will give birth to something ugly and he can pull it apart like wild dogs tearing into a dying animal. There is some comfort in that thought. His sage green eyes lift to spot Ruthless in a little gathering of naked trees and he remembers her. The stupid one. A smirk pulls at one corner of his lips, but he does not say any of these memories aloud. Instead he draws closer and offers her a polite little nod of his head. He’s in a good mood today. “You survived your little ordeal. How fortunate,” he says with a light laugh. “And yet you don’t look happy to be breathing. Was not everyone so lucky?” And then Larva watches her. He has watched his loved ones die and it has made him callous to it. There is such precious little for him to lose anymore and it has left him hollowed out. There is only rage left to walk the echoing halls of his ribs – a rage that wants only to take from others as they have taken from him. “Your name was… Ruthless, right?” he asks as his eyes trace the outline of her wings. “The older I get, the more names I have to remember, so I hope you’ll forgive me if I’m wrong.” Then his gaze drifts across her hips before he reminds himself he doesn’t have to be a lecherous fool all the time. Larva focuses instead on her mouth to avoid old habits. RE: I hear you, stranger. [LARVA] - Ruthless - 05-28-2020 you are a craving I can never satisfy Ruthless @[Larva] RE: I hear you, stranger. [LARVA] - Larva - 06-12-2020 i will be brutal In his youth, he was often inspired to protect the weak from tyranny and monsters like himself. Strange bouts of kindness stained his heart and rallied him into action. But each day that gentleness grew rarer and his outlook darkened. Now, he is content to look out for himself and only himself. His love for others has withered and died as he learned that everyone he cares for leaves in some way or another. This is why he simply laughs when she chastises him for leaving the group that day. He does, however, offer her a casual roll of his shoulders. “I would prefer not to die again if I can help it,” he explains with a sharpened smile. He’s pleased when she tells him he is correct in remembering her name. But her comment makes him tilt his head and that grin fades into a thoughtful stare. “You are still very young. This world has not chiseled away at the core of you. You are quite fortunate, in that regard.” He does not elaborate on what he means or how life may gnaw one down to their raw, feral heart. Larva has seen the depths to which he will allow himself to plummet and clawed his way up from them time and time again. There is no doubt in his mind that there will come day he hits rock bottom once more. “What did you learn that day in the field, Ruthless?” |