Yami Sierra: I AM THE VOODOO DOLL.
RubyMoon199: ...actually, he is. ;X *points to Diabound* VOODOO PUPPET
RubyMoon199: Dia: ...oh, hell, no.
Yami Sierra: ... ... Diabound, I am afraid for you. :|
Yami Sierra: Malik: I'm not. *snicker*
RubyMoon199: Dia: *eyes Malik* That's because you suck. Literally, no doubt. :<
Yami Sierra: Malik: If I recall correctly, which I do, you were the one who sucked. >>
RubyMoon199: Dia: *snort* With all the people you've been with, I'm sure you've had time to catch up.
Yami Sierra: Malik: Ha, ha. I'm sure the pharaoh taught you proper royal manners while you spent time together.
RubyMoon199: Dia: Would you STOP with the Pharaoh already? It was ONCE and it was only because--...*huff*
Yami Sierra: Malik: If you won't tell me, then I can't possibly know WHY. *snort*
RubyMoon199: Dia: *glare* Because of YOU.
Yami Sierra: Malik: Well, I half-figured that, otherwise you wouldn't have done it.
RubyMoon199: Dia: So, shut up about it, then! It's your own damn fault.
Yami Sierra: Malik: Fine, it was my fault, I'm guilty, blah.
RubyMoon199: Dia: *snort* You don't even care.
Yami Sierra: Malik: I could say the same.
RubyMoon199: Dia: Since when have *I* stopped caring? Damnit, Mailk!
Yami Sierra: Malik: Since you slept with the fucking pharaoh? *snarl*
RubyMoon199: Dia: It was to make YOU jealous, you idiot!
Yami Sierra: Malik: ... Why would you do that if you knew I'd get ANGRY?
RubyMoon199: Dia: Because I WANTED you to get angry! I wanted you to get as angry as I got when I heard about you and your fucking other self!
Yami Sierra: Malik: If you'd told me instead of running off and FUCKING around with the pharaoh, then I probably would have felt guilty!
RubyMoon199: Dia: *snort* You wouldn't have cared, even if I had told you. You would've just made excuses, said I wasn't there, said he was practically you anyway. Gods, you don't even get it...
Yami Sierra: Malik: Maybe I don't. Who cares.
RubyMoon199: Dia: *I* care. I fucking care that you keep sleeping around, even though you KNOW first-hand how angry...*trails off, shaking his head*
Yami Sierra: Malik: *sneer* You slept around. What's the difference?
RubyMoon199: Dia: Once. And I regretted even while I was fucking doing it. You've done it, what, ten times to count, without a sign of remorse.
Yami Sierra: Malik: I slept with my other self a few times, so what? You weren't here.
RubyMoon199: Dia: And that makes it okay?
Yami Sierra: Malik: Maybe. We're not official, anyway.
RubyMoon199: Dia: *growls* Maybe not, but I thought MAYBE, seeing as how you stuck around...God. I can't deal with this. Fine. I'll leave again. Give you a good excuse to sleep with your precious other self some more.
Yami Sierra: Malik: Where are you going to go? I only stayed around because I wanted to know some things, stupid. *narrows eyes* But if you're offering me the chance to sleep with him, without feeling guilty, then, fine.
RubyMoon199: Dia: You don't even FEEL guilty, Malik. And what do you care where I'm going? You should be leaping for joy that I am. No more fucking attachments or worries about who you're going to sleep with...
Yami Sierra: Malik: Don't put words in my mouth, Diabound; how the hell would you know what I feel? You seem to be such an expert.
RubyMoon199: Dia: You said it yourself, Malik. You slept with him a few times. So. What. Yeah, I can really feel the guilt coming off you in WAVES. Besides, if you really gave a damn or felt guilty, you wouldn't have done it so fucking much.
Yami Sierra: Malik: I don't have a lot of spare time to feel guilty over things that mean nothing, Diabound. I don't care about him - no attachments, like you said.
RubyMoon199: Dia: And that changes everything, right? If it's just emotionless fucking, then...God, Malik. You couldn't even wait three fucking weeks for me. I know how much you care.
Yami Sierra: Malik: You suddenly want me to care? When did the great Thief King become so sentimental?
RubyMoon199: Dia: ....Since I met you.
Yami Sierra: Malik: ... I can't tell if this is one of your tricks.
RubyMoon199: Dia: *sigh* I don't need to bother with tricks, Malik. You said you wanted me to open up. Now I have. It's not like it matters much anyway, seeing as how you won't believe me either way...
Yami Sierra: Malik: ... *tenses up* I should probably go.
RubyMoon199: Dia: Yeah. Wouldn't want you to get attached or start feeling guilty, now. *shakes his head, turning away*
Yami Sierra: Malik: *refrains from snapping back* I guess that's how it is, then. Later, Bunny.
RubyMoon199: Dia: I just hope you end up happy with your choice, Malik...even if you don't care about any of us.
Yami Sierra: Malik: And I hope you end up with a severe case of STDs. *stalks out, slamming door behind him*
RubyMoon199: Dia: *winces, rubbing his head* Fuck.
Yami Sierra: [Dawn, that was my subtle way oftelling you it's TIME FOR BED. :|]
RubyMoon199: ((...;; ))
RubyMoon199: ((...that was sad. ;;;;; ))
Yami Sierra: [... I know, wtf. My eyes are all watery. ;; ]
RubyMoon199: ((*wail* They hafta make up soon. I feel all sniffly. ;;;; ))