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Echo (parrotting) wrote in nevermore_logs,
@ 2016-05-13 13:25:00

Entry tags:

echo, narcissus

Who: Echo and Narcissus
When: Friday evening
Where: On the town
What: On a date (WUT)
Warnings: We'll see...

The charity event had come and gone, and Echo had thoroughly enjoyed herself. While a part of her had gone to spite Narcissus, most of it had been because she didn't go out on dates all that often. She wanted to dress up in pretty outfits and be waited on and complimented. She wanted someone to open doors for her and pull out her chair. Was that really too much to ask? She didn't understand what was so positively grotesque about her that Narcissus just had to put her down at every turn.

So understandably, she was surprised when he had asked her out. She felt it was because another man had stepped forward and had asked her out. It still made little sense to her that the man who seemed to hate her the most in this world wanted to take her out. He never once gave the impression he liked her in any way, shape, or form. So Echo was suspicious. She didn't know what would come of this evening. She suspected he would spend a good deal of it putting down her outfit, and if not that then her hair. She was already braced and ready for impact. Anytime someone stepped up and defended her, she felt a rush of pride and at the same time she couldn't understand why anyone would defend her.

Echo had gotten ready and waited just outside her building, per Narcissus' request. As the time ticked by, she wondered why she hadn't let the time drag on while she had been getting ready. She started to wonder if this was all just some joke. Maybe he wasn't really coming. He wasn't going to show because why on earth would he ever go out with her? At least all she had to do was turn around and go right back inside when she realized this is was all a big mistake. She would give it a few more minutes. He had complained once about people being punctual. Maybe he lived by that rule, too. Who knew? She just felt very exposed as she stood there waiting.

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amour_propre_1
2016-05-13 10:53 pm UTC (link)

Narcissis had made the move to keep Echo in his inner circle. It didn't matter that he brought her down, but he wasn't going to allow her to stray. She was the only damn constant and whether or not either of them liked it, there was a tied string between them. It made him sick to think about (because this was a pathetic move on his part), but it at least put her back in his court.

He showed up on time as he had insisted. He had a clean cut look, shaved his stubble and slicked his hair back. He didn't get out of the car, but pulled up and rolled down the window, looking at her as if she should already be in the car. "You wore makeup." He stated, not implementing if it was a good or bad thing.

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parrotting
2016-05-13 11:09 pm UTC (link)

Echo hadn't been sure whether he would be walking or driving, so she had been looking up and down the sidewalk anxiously. The closer it drew to time, the more anxious she became. Was he really coming? The time ticked by, seconds turning into infinity as she waited. She glanced at her watch again and her heart rate went up.

He's not coming. This was all a trick. I'm such a fool. What was I thinking?

Just as she was about to give up any hope of this being an actual date, she looked at the car that had just pulled up. She didn't know his car, but knew him immediately by feel and when she saw him through the open window. A wave of relief washed over her. Okay, so she wasn't an idiot and he had showed promptly on time. She offered a little smile and got into the passenger seat.

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amour_propre_1
2016-05-13 11:15 pm UTC (link)

As soon as she was buckled up and silent he tried to refrain from commenting so she wouldn't be tense, but when it came to others, Narcissus wasn't very good at keeping his mouth shut. "Stop fidgeting, it makes you look nervous." He didn't need his 'date' looking like he was forcing her out. It would make this whole thing a disaster, and he intended on at least enjoying himself for one night. Not that anyone could ever tell.

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parrotting
2016-05-13 11:20 pm UTC (link)

Although Echo fought her voice repeating his words, she couldn't help it. She was able to say it more quietly, more like a whisper. She had at least been able to do that much, even if she couldn't completely stop herself. She wished she could have worn her earmuffs to drown out all the noise. But it would have looked very strange. Normally, she didn't care about that but being out like this she wanted to look nice. She sat as still a she could in a moving car, just looking forward and not so much as glancing at him. She didn't want to seem like she was staring, for fear of what he might say.

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amour_propre_1
2016-05-15 12:29 am UTC (link)

He detested that repetitive thing she did. In person it was just better that she didn't speak at all, it was nails on a chalkboard----and yet he couldn't quite escape it because it was distinctly her.

"Thankfully you wore your hair down." He couldn't stand it being pulled back in some ridiculous pony tail. It looked too relaxed. He hadn't told her where they were going. If she agreed to a night out with him, then he was going direct where they went. What little Narcissus actually knew of Echo, he had painted a horrible picture in his mind on how she spent her evenings alone. He had to to try and keep himself from thinking she was worth the effort.

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parrotting
2016-05-15 12:50 pm UTC (link)

Her echoing wasn't somehing she could escape. It was entirely her own unique characteristic. And she hated it. She hated Hera for making her repeat others' words.

Echo continued to make her echoes as quiet as possible. Whatever could be said of her voice, at least it wasn't a harsh sound. It was gentle and almost songlike. She wished she could speak freely. She missed being able to do so, but she knew that was a blind ambition. She just sat there as quietly as she could and waited anxiously to see what he had planned. While she had dressed up, she also hadn't gone overboard because she knew no matter what he had planned it couldn't possibly be over the top. Why would he ever go to such extremes for her?

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amour_propre_1
2016-05-29 03:35 am UTC (link)

It was almost a delicate whisper, her repetitive echo. He smacked the steering wheel as if she were just suffocating his air. He should never have agreed to this, he wanted to drop her off on the side of the road---and yet he needed her in a way he couldn't ever describe. It was twisted, disgusting and the sight of her made him gag.

The goal was to win her back, as if he had ever lost her in the first place. Echo would never be able to do for any other as she would undoubtedly want from him. She was destined to forever be a servant for him. Was she not? He drove for what felt like an eternity of silence, until the car lights ahead of him blinded him. He shielded his eyes, realizing that he'd lost his train of thought. He'd meant to insult his passenger, not find himself staring.

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OOPS

parrotting
2016-06-26 05:51 pm UTC (link)

Echo jumped when he hit the steering wheel, startled by such an act of aggression. Echo wasn't a very mean and angry person, and she knew Narcissus had his ugly side... which was pretty much directed toward her all the time. So really, she should have expected him to blow up somehow. It probably would have served them both if they just moved on from whatever there was between them. It wasn't much, and Echo hadn't actively sought him out in years. For her it would have been easy to find someone else to love, but apparently he wasn't having it despite his own hatred for her.

In truth, he had been losing her for a long time. Her taking the steps to start dating proved that. If Echo had been able to call out, she would have warned hi to watch the road. But she had turned her own head to look out the window, feeling very shameful and uncomfortable. She shouldn't have come, she was sure of it. However, when she turned to look ahead she let out a startled gasp. She hated riding in cars in this city.

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	OOC amour_propre_1 2016-06-23 11:39 pm UTC (link)
	your turn XD (Reply to this) (Parent)