purgatio: ([z] if your heart can handle it)
Albedo ([personal profile] purgatio) wrote in [community profile] insomnis_veritas 2014-03-30 06:59 pm (UTC)

[ The words ring in his skull, and echo hollowly. Of all of the arguments to be chosen, right and wrong, good and evil, are likely the worst. The ones least able to affect, least able to cause meaning.

That's not what nothing means!

She is so wrong.

Albedo laughs then, the broken sound of mourning curdling up from his throat to burst out in a rush, growing to something frantic and amused, and he feels the taint coiling upward at the pain, his own, at the wording, hers, and Albedo allows it.

He closes his eyes and goes limp, hands dropping from hers.

When they open, there exists a florescent glow to match the mad grin. ]


Something good, is it? Have you forgotten that I am the villain, Maximum Ride? That I was the one who spoke of wolves and sheep?

[ It's a ridiculous contradiction, the demeanor shone now to the one that existed only moments prior.

It's a way to escape, to hide, and Albedo relishes it. ]


I'd rather spend my time unshackling humanity from their weak ideas of culture, deconstructing their methods of civilization. If you'd like me to do something with my time--

[ And the word is hissed out. ]

--Perhaps I should spend my days destroying everything I see as false. Ah, but--

[ The rant pauses; he views her carefully. Smiles smugly. ]

I'd be destroying myself in the end as well, wouldn't I? For regardless of your beliefs, darling, I am nothing but a lost cause waiting for an end.

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