Entry 501; Day 901

[misterblackbird]

Every time I've encountered my father--

The madman at the head of so much bloodshed, murder, and destruction is my father and--

That night, at the Butterfly Mansion, when my father--

I have made such promises, and yet my father--

I cannot rest until either my blood or his blood is spilled, but my father--

My father--

[ooc: Cain's greatest weakness? Almost certainly his father. Unfortunately. More than blue eyes, more than red(dish) hair, more than a difficult woman. His father. Strikes are all hackable. He's doing his best not to actually make this post at all. Too bad that attempt failed. Short Cain post is short?!]

Comments

[primrosella.livejournal.com]

[She is seriously thinking about whether or not to even touch this one.]

[misterblackbird.livejournal.com]

[You know you can't resist.]

[primrosella.livejournal.com]

[Simply irresistible~]

It's only another few hours.

[misterblackbird.livejournal.com]

Yes, I know.

[primrosella.livejournal.com]

Are Riff and Merry there with you?

[misterblackbird.livejournal.com]

Yes, of course they are.

[primrosella.livejournal.com]

Good. I'm glad for that. The two of them, at least, are better than anyone at--

[misterblackbird.livejournal.com]

You needn't worry for me.

[primrosella.livejournal.com]

...

I can't help it if I do.

[misterblackbird.livejournal.com]

Yes, but you needn't.

[primrosella.livejournal.com]

Then I'll try otherwise, as you like.

[misterblackbird.livejournal.com]

Thank you, Rosella.

[sparkling-by.livejournal.com]

...in heavens?

[misterblackbird.livejournal.com]

No. And I certainly wouldn't pray to this one, even if he does try to style himself as a god.