Kitty should learn to keep her claws in, shouldn't she? You belonged in an asylum more than I did.
[ Always in life had Naamah been elusive, someone who kept to herself and said nothing of her past or her thoughts. She was more adept at playing games than giving straight answers, more likely to tease and torture than deliver, but in these days, she wondered. Was there much of a point to hiding? It was almost cowardly, not unveiling herself, when she'd once been a queen of Hell.
Well, that could change. ]
[ filter; all judeo-christians ]
Feathered ones, Horsemen, denizens of Hell~ This is Naamah speaking.
[ filter; fellow wives ]
Testing, testing~
Quite honestly, I don't believe in this "in the reincarnate closet" business that seems to be going on. Shouldn't we all be open about who we are, if we're all of the same kind? Maybe we won't go admitting we're Zeus or Loki to our coworkers and clients, but what's the harm between us?
Here's my secret: my name starts with Ad and ends with Am.
I see you there, Eve.
I'm going to be perfectly frank here, and feel free to not stop me as I go on, but when women complain about men hitting on them while they're wearing short items of clothing, they really are just asking for it. What, exactly, is the point of wearing short dresses or skirts if you don't want men to strike up a conversation with you or call you gorgeous? The logic eludes me. Men don't complain like women do.
What a world it would be if women didn't bitch all the time.
[ filter; iriyian soldiers & high-ranks ]
There is no forgiveness for anyone who has wronged us as we've been wronged. War once was simply an option, but now it's become our only solution. We will show no mercy to those who would not return the same courtesy.
[ filter; hera and lilith ]
We'll be in Iriy by tomorrow morning. How has Iriy fared in our absence?
[ filter; ares ]
I'm returning with the Czar in the morning.
[ filter; angrboda ]
Behaving?
It still hurts. It is nice to come home to someone who's missed you. I've named her Terra.
[filter; sisters]
Ares is here.
[Dying was just the coolest thing ever. Really. It was simply fantastic. Agravaine woke feeling like he'd be run over by several tractors, surrounded by wight and completely confused as to why the fuck he was still breathing. Sure, it had happened before, people coming back from the dead. But not him. Apparently, it'd been his turn.
The hospital felt sterile as fuck, and smelled just the same. He could feel bandages adorning his body, but he didn't need to feel for what had killed him. He already knew his brother had dealt him the damage, though he didn't hold it against Gawain. It hadn't been up to them. The only person to blame was that fucking Khaos bitch.
If there was a line to throttle her, he was going to kick his way to the front of it.]
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oh fuck this shit