[Defensive as it may be, she needs to get this out before there's any chance of her cooling off. Allure's giving him an apologetic look, at least?]
I told that bastard one thing and one thing only and that was to keep his goddamned mitts off of you and he's gone and done that exact damn thing! Goddammit, Tyler, you shouldn't have to put up with an absolute freakish creep like him.
[It takes her a moment, but she's pausing to rub at her face with a soft huff, even if it can't be heard, the body motion is probably enough.]
I don't take kindly to people harassing those around me I give a shit about. And if I have to find him and deck him in the face, then so be it. There are a few things I would gladly get my hands dirty for.
[He appreciates it, Allure. Isis is giving Allure a sympathetic look in return.
Tyler just looks tired. And can only assume Steven told her everything, so why bother hiding it now.]
On a purely technical level, he hasn't touched me. Him grabbing me on Ox was before you set that, and he hasn't actually touched me since. His Murkrow attacked Isis because she went on the offensive first. I know none of that is the point, but if you confront him about that he's going to try and rules-lawyer out of it on that technicality. I know how those kinds of people think.
[Though his hands noticeably wobble on the word 'people'. Hm.]
It's not like I want to put up with it, but every time so far it's been him sneaking up on me, and I... [His hands falter again as he glances away from the camera for a moment.] I'm not good at handling that. It gets to me.
[This is a whole mess and she knows it damn well. Which might be why she... at least seems calmer, if not frustrated still. But it's better than being mad, perhaps.]
If he's bothering you that much with what he's doing, then it's still my business. While I may be a cold-hearted bitch with the best of them, I do not take kindly to anyone I do like being put in spots like this.
I don't have anything left and very little here for that matter, so the defensive and aggressive levels are turned up to eleven.
[She's pausing for a moment, not... quite sure if that came across in a manner she meant for it to.]
It probably won't stop him, unfortunately, but if I have to find ways to make his life a living hell until he gets the point, then I have no problems doing so. Making people suffer is my specialty, after all.
If I may ask, why is that? You don't have to tell me if you don't want to.
Tyler doesn't comment on it, but her protectiveness gets a brief smile. Brief, because her question comes soon after and wipes it off his face completely.]
I... should, frankly. There's not much to tell, really.
[Isis nuzzles against his cheek, and he pauses for a moment to run his fingers through her feathers.]
About three months before I got taken here, I escaped from about five years of indentured servitude where my... my Keeper would use me to write stories, and punished me if they didn't meet his standards. He was very hands-on in his approach with us, and was. Significantly taller than me. [His hands are trembling a little, but his gaze remains even on the screen.] He took a lot of enjoyment in sneaking up on me and being. Rather physical while I was working. He liked making sure my stories were entertaining enough for him. And... tried teaching me to talk.
[Shhh, it's totally just in a friendly way. Of course. But she's silent and attentive during this whole story. It's... well, that's not what she had expected, but it makes sense why these sorts of things would get under his skin.]
That's awful, darling. Though I can see why all of this would have made you uncomfortable. Which, in my humble opinion, means that I need to ruin his damn life all the more, don't you think?~ [Awful, absolutely awful.]
A disgusting thing like him absolutely does not need to be getting away with these sorts of things.
I know Steven plans to use oneiromancy - Changeling dream-walking, kind of - to invade Solus's dreams when the next weird weekend rolls around. He asked me if I wanted to help with it, since I know one of the most potent Changeling powers. When I explained how risky I thought it was, for something so... [His hands waver, toying with a few words, before he finally settles on] petty, he backed down.
[Honestly, she's not that surprised. They all do in some way, shape, or form.
She's quiet and still for the longest moment on that petty part. But...]
That's the difference between mortal and immortal, I guess. When you can't really die, you stop seeing things as petty. Or maybe I'm just as petty, who knows. Either way, I hope you understand that I cannot sit back and do nothing.
[She's still again for a brief moment, though she's nodding slowly. It's not entirely surprising that he can't, but she's not entirely sure how to word this...]
Somewhat feels like that's why I'm here, if that makes any sense. Some twisted version of atoning for shit I've done in the past. For as much as I've manipulated and toyed with and harmed people previously, there's a limit.
I don't want to see you harmed, in particular.
[What does that even mean? She really doesn't know.]
[He's not sure either, but it still makes a pink flush cross his cheeks.]
You know I think the same for you, right? [let's just. own that. and then move on immediately] If both of you weren't in serious positions of power over him, with how strong your teams are, I'd actually be trying to talk you out of it.
[God. She's fairly certain she's had her cheeks and face more pink and red in this place than she ever did while alive back home. But that faint hint of pink on her own is showing its way again.]
Do you? One day we'll... probably have to have a talk about this mess. Under better circumstances. [Meaning hopefully no time soon, ugh.] Even if I wasn't, it still wouldn't stop me from trying. Just because I don't have my magic and abilities here doesn't mean I'm completely without teeth.
[Who needs to talk about feelings, sure as hell not these two. They're Totally Fine!]
As far as I'm aware, he only has Ghost types. [There's a slightly nasty smile on his face.] Ghosts and his Murkrow. I can't imagine Nex has had a good romp around in a while, you know.
[That's a slow grin as she glances back to Nex who's just stretching off camera.]
Pokemon are quite a fair bit more than intelligent than they let on and given her... tendency to come and go from nowhere, I would say so. Even if she doesn't, it shouldn't take her long to figure it out again.
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I told that bastard one thing and one thing only and that was to keep his goddamned mitts off of you and he's gone and done that exact damn thing! Goddammit, Tyler, you shouldn't have to put up with an absolute freakish creep like him.
[It takes her a moment, but she's pausing to rub at her face with a soft huff, even if it can't be heard, the body motion is probably enough.]
I don't take kindly to people harassing those around me I give a shit about. And if I have to find him and deck him in the face, then so be it. There are a few things I would gladly get my hands dirty for.
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Tyler just looks tired. And can only assume Steven told her everything, so why bother hiding it now.]
On a purely technical level, he hasn't touched me. Him grabbing me on Ox was before you set that, and he hasn't actually touched me since. His Murkrow attacked Isis because she went on the offensive first. I know none of that is the point, but if you confront him about that he's going to try and rules-lawyer out of it on that technicality. I know how those kinds of people think.
[Though his hands noticeably wobble on the word 'people'. Hm.]
It's not like I want to put up with it, but every time so far it's been him sneaking up on me, and I... [His hands falter again as he glances away from the camera for a moment.] I'm not good at handling that. It gets to me.
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If he's bothering you that much with what he's doing, then it's still my business. While I may be a cold-hearted bitch with the best of them, I do not take kindly to anyone I do like being put in spots like this.
I don't have anything left and very little here for that matter, so the defensive and aggressive levels are turned up to eleven.
[She's pausing for a moment, not... quite sure if that came across in a manner she meant for it to.]
It probably won't stop him, unfortunately, but if I have to find ways to make his life a living hell until he gets the point, then I have no problems doing so. Making people suffer is my specialty, after all.
If I may ask, why is that? You don't have to tell me if you don't want to.
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Tyler doesn't comment on it, but her protectiveness gets a brief smile. Brief, because her question comes soon after and wipes it off his face completely.]
I... should, frankly. There's not much to tell, really.
[Isis nuzzles against his cheek, and he pauses for a moment to run his fingers through her feathers.]
About three months before I got taken here, I escaped from about five years of indentured servitude where my... my Keeper would use me to write stories, and punished me if they didn't meet his standards. He was very hands-on in his approach with us, and was. Significantly taller than me. [His hands are trembling a little, but his gaze remains even on the screen.] He took a lot of enjoyment in sneaking up on me and being. Rather physical while I was working. He liked making sure my stories were entertaining enough for him. And... tried teaching me to talk.
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That's awful, darling. Though I can see why all of this would have made you uncomfortable. Which, in my humble opinion, means that I need to ruin his damn life all the more, don't you think?~ [Awful, absolutely awful.]
A disgusting thing like him absolutely does not need to be getting away with these sorts of things.
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I know Steven plans to use oneiromancy - Changeling dream-walking, kind of - to invade Solus's dreams when the next weird weekend rolls around. He asked me if I wanted to help with it, since I know one of the most potent Changeling powers. When I explained how risky I thought it was, for something so... [His hands waver, toying with a few words, before he finally settles on] petty, he backed down.
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She's quiet and still for the longest moment on that petty part. But...]
That's the difference between mortal and immortal, I guess. When you can't really die, you stop seeing things as petty. Or maybe I'm just as petty, who knows. Either way, I hope you understand that I cannot sit back and do nothing.
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I. I didn't mean it like that.
[He just sighs quietly.]
Whatever you guys want to do, I'm not going to stop you. I just... can't help.
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Somewhat feels like that's why I'm here, if that makes any sense. Some twisted version of atoning for shit I've done in the past. For as much as I've manipulated and toyed with and harmed people previously, there's a limit.
I don't want to see you harmed, in particular.
[What does that even mean? She really doesn't know.]
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You know I think the same for you, right? [let's just. own that. and then move on immediately] If both of you weren't in serious positions of power over him, with how strong your teams are, I'd actually be trying to talk you out of it.
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Do you? One day we'll... probably have to have a talk about this mess. Under better circumstances. [Meaning hopefully no time soon, ugh.] Even if I wasn't, it still wouldn't stop me from trying. Just because I don't have my magic and abilities here doesn't mean I'm completely without teeth.
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As far as I'm aware, he only has Ghost types. [There's a slightly nasty smile on his face.] Ghosts and his Murkrow. I can't imagine Nex has had a good romp around in a while, you know.
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Ohhh, is that so? Even with that murkrow, I'm certain Nex has more than enough levels over it to absolutely fuck it up.
She's been getting rather antsy lately, what with the extra cats around and the birds being... well, them.
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Pokemon are quite a fair bit more than intelligent than they let on and given her... tendency to come and go from nowhere, I would say so. Even if she doesn't, it shouldn't take her long to figure it out again.