asgardeventide | Five ☼ Text

To those who knew him, it seems our distinguished Mr. Dave Strider has returned to his knightly duties.
Given the nature of this place, I cannot promise he will remember you all fondly, but I'm sure if he were present there would be well wishes and heartfelt sentiments for all.

[Rose isn't good at goodbyes; she never was. And all the logical reasoning in the world doesn't get rid of the crushing weight of disappointment. It's easier to hide behind a wall of orchid text and pretend she didn't care. Easier to just be grateful that the whole of the city can't see the way she looks out the window and heaves a low, disappointed sigh, can't notice the dark, tired look in her eyes.]

In other news, I humbly request Asgard's participation in a poll of sorts. You are free to answer anonymously, or filter your reply directly to me, if you are uncomfortable giving your name.

There is of course a medical clinic in our fair city, but naturally, not all wounds are strictly physical. Who among us feels it would be beneficial for there to be a business catering to the softer end of the scientific spectrum?
Specifically psychoanalysis.
Furthermore, I must request knowledge on if anyone here is familiar with such practices and is able to efficiently provide therapeutic comfort to a person should they come seeking help.
I thank you for your cooperation.

To those who knew him, it seems our distinguished Mr. Dave Strider has returned to his knightly duties.
Given the nature of this place, I cannot promise he will remember you all fondly, but I'm sure if he were present there would be well wishes and heartfelt sentiments for all.

[Rose isn't good at goodbyes; she never was. And all the logical reasoning in the world doesn't get rid of the crushing weight of disappointment. It's easier to hide behind a wall of orchid text and pretend she didn't care. Easier to just be grateful that the whole of the city can't see the way she looks out the window and heaves a low, disappointed sigh, can't notice the dark, tired look in her eyes.]

In other news, I humbly request Asgard's participation in a poll of sorts. You are free to answer anonymously, or filter your reply directly to me, if you are uncomfortable giving your name.

There is of course a medical clinic in our fair city, but naturally, not all wounds are strictly physical. Who among us feels it would be beneficial for there to be a business catering to the softer end of the scientific spectrum?
Specifically psychoanalysis.
Furthermore, I must request knowledge on if anyone here is familiar with such practices and is able to efficiently provide therapeutic comfort to a person should they come seeking help.
I thank you for your cooperation.

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

[There's a demon in the video, lying on a decrepit, gray and threadbare couch. She's looking up at the ceiling, and thank god she's dressed again. Her lips are curled up in a vicious rictus of a sneer.

Dave was nothing to her. She didn't even know him. The other, however, was funny.]

Ooooh, does this mean I get to lie on a couch in front of a gray haired old man and tell him all about my daddy issues and cigars in my dreams? Count me in as completely on board with this idea!

[Pity her counselor. She was looking forward to breaking their mind.]

Leave her alone, Samantha.

[ this? this isn't something she likes. she knows that Rose can take care of herself, but she won't sit by and watch her be belittled with what's just happened. ]

Edited 2012-07-17 21:48 (UTC)

Kanaya... my, my. I seem to have caught your attention, have I? Are you offering to entertain me in her place?

[And here she hadn't really planned to go much further with her little tease. But the pale little troll had gone and piped up.]

I'm afraid that most consider me to be quite boring. I'll simply ask you to take your boredom somewhere else.

Edited 2012-07-17 21:56 (UTC)

I... am not like most people, Kanaya. You will find that what I find entertaining varies quite heavily from the norm.

[she seemed to piece something together, and her lips curled upwards, fangs showing as she purred.]

Oh, were you referring to my little request earlier?

I don't care, and I'll say it again. Take it somewhere else.

[ but that makes her raise an eyebrow. ] Request?

[she waved away the other comment. She was done talking to Rose at this point. The girl had proven mildly entertaining, but trolling took so much brainpower sometimes. Tormenting Rose would take far too much of her brain to be worth the effort.]

mmmm? Oh, I was seeking a playmate not that terribly long ago. There are a few ... entertaining souls roaming around this place, if you look hard enough. It's just a question of staying power.

Fine then -- keep looking for your "varied entertainment". There's nothing for you here.

[ for baing a troll, kanaya isn't very good at acting like one. ]

Edited 2012-07-18 16:00 (UTC)

[She really did have a bit of trouble at times, didn't she? Of course, it did not help that Samantha seemed to be taking things way too seriously no doubt. Part of the fun of trolling was not being serious about it, and the demoness always seemed to be too ... aggressive about things.]

Oh very well. You might actually be right, you know.... Enjoy your little knight's outpost, dearie. I'll find you a shiny lance to go with your lipstick.

[As she cut the feed off, she smirked. Was she accusing the troll of being a white knight? Possibly, assuming she even understood the concept.]

[Rose isn't any stranger to derision or belittling of her interests; it takes more than a couple of snide remarks to hurt her feelings. Dave's disappearance may have temporarily taken some of the bite out of her, but it's not enough for this to send her crying from her bracelet.]

I can't promise you an elderly therapist unless one volunteers, but should that not be the case, I would be more than willing to expound upon your parental obstacles in life and the phallic imagery of your dreams.

[Snark back, and educated snark at that. She was positively twitterpated. And just for that, she'd send back a text.]

Oooh, and here your little friend was worried about you. You're more than capable of handling yourself, aren't you? Either way, my vote stays. Far too many hangups among our neighbors, I say, not to get a good bit of mileage out of it.

I might even take you up on that someday.

I've had time to hone my defenses against the antagonistic inclinations of bored individuals.
My gratitude for your say in the matter. I'm available on call, though if you arrive without an appointment, I'll be forced to charge an additional fee.

[Oh, she was going to remember that. There was a temptation to make a sudden appointment right now, just to see how Rose reacted, if she squirmed. At the same time, she was tempted to flirt with the furious protector. Oh what a tearing sensation, a vampire or an intelligent shrink head to toy with. Making a note to remember Rose, she cut the feed off and giggled.

How cruel that they were making her decide. She wanted to toy with them all!]

Five ☼ Text

Video

Video ; /THREADJACKS ;__;

Video - Oh, she earns it. She's not even good at trolling

Video

Video

Video

Video

Video

Video

Text

Text

Text

Not quite here