Beyond the Sea ((Keto))

[NITA ISIS LARENE]

Nita had all but turned her back on him. In her eyes, they had said everything they needed to say and she had no reason to listen to anything else. The further away she moved, the better she felt until long she realized that he was the one making her feel angry when she otherwise had no reason to be. The sooner she got away from him the better she'd feel, she was certain of it. What she wasn't certain about was how he'd react to her words. She meant everything she said and if that meant her demise, so be it.

She was by no means afraid of him even though he could be intimidating. The same story seemed to repeat itself every time. She saw a handsome male, felt the need to flirt with said male, and either ended up growing bored or running away fearing for her life. She wasn't all that smart and really hadn't learned her lesson if today was any indication. She had a weakness and men like Keto were it. She was plainly aware of how her behavior rarely boded well for her, but she never let that stop her.

Thinking herself finished with him, she was rather shocked and surprised to find him come up within her face. She looked at him plainly, once the shock had worn off and sighed. He wanted to scare her, but it didn't have the affect he wanted. Had he been a shark, and she would be trembling. Maybe he had forgotten that she single-handedly killed an animal several times her size, one that frightened her considerably. Was she really to be afraid of him after accomplishing something of that magnitude? Nita merely laughed, rather manically, as if losing all common sense.

"Oh silly Keto! I asked, though beating around the bush, to at least accompany you and then you spurn and patronize me. No, no, no. I've met some of your people in my travels and I didn't like what they had to offer, remember? Tisk, tisk. I had really thought you were above the drivel you liked to associate with, but no, you're worse. I should be afraid of you, cowering in my skin, but I'm not. You're pathetic and comical. The ancient act doesn't work on this mermaid." She was really treading on hot water and she knew it, but what else did she have to lose?

The only thing she should be fearing was her life and if he really intended on harming her, he'd have done it already instead of putting on an act. "Though, you are right about me." She paused for a minute, her laughter finally coming to a stop. "I should watch my...tongue. Everyone knows where it's been and who it's been in." She laughed again, shaking her head. He could do whatever he wanted to her. She really didn't care. He was trying to talk her into joining his group, or at least seeing them, but she didn't think that was going to happen.

"The only way I'd lower myself to...your level my...friend, is if you drag me there. You would do well to watch who you're talking to. Don't underestimate me. Many have and those who did never lived to see another day. You keep calling me princess and thinking I'm beneath you. Who are you? You're nothing but a leader of what? A clan? Yes...a clan that is beyond low. What are you going to do...choke me? Go on...I want you to." She wasn't laughing or smiling and her eyes seemed to emit a new color. She seemed almost crazed, but she was sane and aware of what she was doing. She wanted to see if he'd really hit her like she knew he so badly wanted to do.

[KETO AYSU VELLAMO]

TOO PRETTY FOR ME
and maybe baby you're playing hide and go seek

I'M HOPING FOR THE BEST

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Finally the act had worn itself. He narrowed his lifting his hand from her throat and instead placing his thumb and other fingers on either side of her face to keep her stare on him. His lips covered his teeth again and he simply stared at her as though digging for something much more behind a pretty face. By the look of his searching eyes, his hunt was going unsuccessful thus far. But still he continued this for a few moments. His eyes finally stopped when they met back up with her own. He scowled, wrinkling his nose and dropping his hand away from her face.

He reflected on her words. His brows were furrowed and he suddenly shook his head to himself. “Like you, I am not afraid. I am not afraid of anything,” he explained slowly, almost to himself. His eyes had wandered away thoughtfully, his face still scrunched up while he tried to sort out his own thoughts that were running through his head. “But I do find that I am afraid of your challenge.” The challenge really should not have been much of one. Keto had choked enough things in his day; sea and land dwelling beings alike. He had done it out of pure survival though, there was no pleasure or intended abuse behind it. Well, at least most of the time. There was no doubt he had wrapped his hand, the same he had around her throat, around the throat of another who was of his breed. Keto had just as many emotions as anyone in this world. He simply had some dulled and cut rather short because of his upbringing. Everyone had their flaws, and that was his own. Then again, some saw it as the opposite of weakness. Keto wasn’t sure what side he was on in that debate.

Keto’s eyes darted back up toward the female, his stare hard and full of a subtle warning. He had allowed the two of them space now. He had drifted back quite away, back toward the place from where he had been born, back into the darkest corners of the oceans. He welcomed the darker waters too, finding far more comfort in them than the openness of the world above him.

His wound was still raw and he was suddenly reminded of that as his body became weary because of the notifications of pain his brain was trying to send to him. For the moment he ignored it but he knew that he could not last too horribly long swimming around where the waves were close overhead. He also knew he didn’t want it to tear any further open than it was no, in worry that blood would pass through the broken flesh and call forth the predators that were lurking in the waters all around them. He needed to be in a place where he felt comfortable and able to get around with too much effort. And that was back in the waters below him. The opposite of where Nita was traveling too, he was sure.

“You aren’t afraid of me,” he mused lightly, his features finally softening. Then he gave her a gentle grin. “You’re a fool. Not for not fearing me but for speaking the way you do with so little to back you. Much of our world is against you because of your reputation. You are beneath me. Anyone would take my side before yours. Your title is tainted. You know that.”

He tilted his head forward, chin falling toward his chest. His eyes lazily looked over the darkness beneath him. He grinned again, a soft chuckle rumbling in his throat. He really had her going. He wasn’t sure of her temperament but now he knew it was easy to get something out of her. As it usually was to get one out of him. Of course, Keto was old. He could change persona's in an instant if it benefited him. He wasn’t sure what she could do.

“If you don’t want my help… I suggest you try to enjoy your time sleeping with whoever you want. It may not help emotionally but you might live. I did… make a promise though, many years ago. You are far too young to remember that though,” he grinned, almost fondly now. “I’ve had my eyes on you since you were born. Too bad daddy isn’t around anymore to explain that to you though.”

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tagged: nita isis larene
song: too pretty by state of shock
words: 741
notes: i have an idea >.>

[NITA ISIS LARENE]

The truth always seemed to come out when she least bit expected it. Hadn't he been the one, just a minute prior that seemed eager to want to choke her? What had she said or done to cause him to back off so suddenly? She looked him up and down and couldn't quite understand what he was getting at. Clearly he knew things about her and her family that no one else knew. She worked real hard trying to keep most of her own secrets just that. Who was he really? The more she associated with him, the more weary she became.

He wasn't afraid of anything. Again, she wasn't convinced. Maybe it was her age, but she hadn't met anyone, regardless of their strength, who didn't have at least one fear. However, she saw no use in making an issue out of it. After all, she had just said he had no heart. Perhaps that was true for his also having no fear. Anything was possible, even if she was too stubborn to admit it. She knew her own flaws and weaknesses and was aware of them all. Maybe he was now in a position in life where he didn't have to acknowledge such things anymore.

"Ah, so now you show me your...true colors." She replied with a smirk on her face. He was certainly doing a 180 and the reckless and handsome stranger that he was just several minutes ago was now replaced with the cutthroat and volatile warrior that seemed to better suit his personality. Surprised? She was, but it soon subsided. Maybe he was unaware of his own faults, but she could already see one glaring right back at her. She saw no reason to trouble him with mentioning any of them, however.

Surprisingly, the only thing going through her mind at that moment had nothing to do with the many revelations he threw at her. He was a very interesting, if not contradicting man and she was still rather fond of him, regardless of all the things he said to her. It didn't matter much. She came to the conclusion that she'd only be satisfied in life once she had him to herself. That would be her little secret. She'd continue to lead him on, thinking she wanted nothing to do with him. So far, it seemed to be working.

Such was the process of thinking in Nita's mind. She usually thought of the most random things at the worst possible moments. She wanted Keto, but to get him, she'd have to work even harder than she ever had to. He didn't seem interested in her at all, which would make this even more of a challenge. Nita blinked a few times, snapping out of her reverie. This wasn't the place for daydreaming. "For the millionth time, I haven't used my 'title' in decades. It serves me no purpose, so I really don't care." Didn't he listen to her at all? It was very frustrating.

She swam half-way around him for no particular reason other than the fact that she wanted to move around. She was facing his back before she decided to resume her original position. Her fin was still aching considerably, but she knew that it wouldn't get any better unless he moved around and worked with it. For all she knew, he was planning some sort of attack on her. It wouldn't have surprised her in the least, if past behavior was something to go by.

"Daddy isn't around period." She replied with indifference. He seemed to like assuming that she needed her father for something. She hadn't spoken to the man in decades, hadn't seem him and had no real desire to communicate with anyone who shared the same blood as she. Why Keto kept insisting otherwise was beyond her. "I always enjoy sleeping with whoever I want. I think someone's merely jealous that I haven't slept with them yet. It's understandable." She joked.

However, he did spark her interest. "And what promise did you make to my dear old father, old man? Clearly you have something you want to get off your chest, so spill it. My father had a lot of secrets, a lot of friends and a lot of enemies. Spare me the muddle and get to the point." Of course she couldn't help make a joke about something he said. "A lot of men have had their eyes on me since I was born. Most of those men were lucky enough to see more than what they bargained for." She was being partially truthful, but it didn't really matter.

[KETO AYSU VELLAMO]

TOO PRETTY FOR ME
and maybe baby you're playing hide and go seek

I'M HOPING FOR THE BEST

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She had swum out in his direction again. Obviously she wasn’t done with him or as bored of him as she seemed to want him to think to be. His blue eyes followed her swimming form around casually, almost like he was loosing interest in her now that she had taken the time to turn around and come back in his direction. He tilted her head away from her, giving a fake show of thought as she spoke to him again. Reminding him that her dear old father was no longer in the picture and never would be. Of course, she said it much more simply than that. He was just out of the picture. Period. Keto grinned at this, but it was an airy almost stupid looking smile that obviously told anyone looking he was smiling to himself. He also continued the grin when she continued on about how she liked sleeping with whoever she wanted to. Earlier she had said that sleeping around really wasn’t enough for her. But, then again, she had said that it wasn’t enough for her emotionally. He supposed she could deal with it physically but he still didn’t buy that bit. She could say whatever she wanted but Keto had already taken in her earlier information and was going to listen to his instincts on this one. As he usually did in almost every kind of situation. Most of the time he was right, and even if he wasn’t he could make a very quick save if he needed to.

Keto licked his bottom lip, raising his left eyebrow up nonchalantly when she began to question him. His grin was managing to still stick around too. Now he knew that he had gained this female’s interest all over again. This time though he hadn’t had to use any accidental charm or her strange attraction to him. This time he got to use the knowledge that he had stored away in his head for many years. But he wasn’t going to make it that easy on her. There was no way in hell that he was going to make anything easy on her. Whether that simply be because of the blood that coursed through her veins or because of the anger that she had cast upon him, Keto wasn’t sure. Ah- but wait just a second. He figured it out. He wanted to make her guess. He wanted to make this a mystery for her and leave her wondering and guessing and asking. Keto wanted to play with her more and he was sure that this promiscuous female could figure that one out. She wasn’t completely idiotic after all.

For the moment he skipped the questions she had about her father and the promise that he had made with him. Keto had no intentions of giving anything away too easily. Instead he decided to go ahead and give some thought to the last thing she had said. He almost wanted to roll his eyes at the words because of his earlier agitation that was teetering inside of him and trying to rip at his conscience as it usually did. He held it back though with ease, for the most part, and finally turned his head completely toward her to show that he really had been listening to her this entire time.

“Don’t flatter yourself. You may be beautiful but I have no intentions of having any kind of intimacy with you,” he stated quite simply and truthfully. Keto wasn’t much used to affection so really… no matter how much he acted on certain things he would surely brush off any kind of affinity. It just wasn’t his thing and he had learned that in the past. Yeah, he had pushed plenty away before without hardly a care in the world showing on his features or even leaving scars in his heart and soul. For the most part, he had been left rather unaffected. As far as he was concerned, at least.

Keto let out an exaggerated sigh and dropped his right hand to the raw cut on his side. His fingers dug around the scales and skin, ignoring the pain and simply trying to be sure it was going to keep itself shut. He supposed it would and wasn’t too concerned with it. He was simply looking for a fake excuse to make her think he was going to get himself out of this area and away from her. Maybe he did have enough of this one tonight… he wasn’t really all that certain but whatever. He supposed she was done with him too, for the most part.

“Ah, I suppose I shall leave you then,” he commented. “You were about to leave in any case. To find someone to accompany you tonight, I presume?” He gave her a soft grin. “You have fun with that, princess.”

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tagged: nita isis larene
song: too pretty by state of shock
words: 813
notes: C:

[NITA ISIS LARENE]

For the time being, she was more concerned with only two things, none of which involved any physical confrontation with Keto. The only two things that were on her mind at that moment were, getting him to sleep with her and working on getting her fin better. She stopped worrying herself with him temporarily in order to focus her attention on her fin. After all, she did allow, rather unwillingly or not, for a shark to clip her much needed fin. She bit her lip, frowning at the pain. This was the first time that she allowed herself time to actually feel the pain.

That brought her to her second thought. She never considered herself beautiful and instead relied on her charm to get whatever she wanted. She knew she was going to have to work extra hard in order to make him think differently of her, but something told her that that wasn't going to happen anytime soon. He seemed to consider her weak and insignificant. Yet, he had just spent several hours with her for reasons she found suspicious. For someone who claimed not to be interested, he was sure going about all of it in a weird way.

She sort of shrugged him off, her mind in a daze. She was already plotting, but knew that she had made a mistake in telling him some of what was going on in her mind. Now he wasn't going to take anything she did or said seriously. She could say whatever she wanted that might have contradicted all those things she said earlier. She opened up a can of worms and whatever else she tried to say around him would no longer matter. He already saw what he apparently needed to see and had formed some sort of conclusion based off of that.

"That's too bad..." She said distractedly. Maybe she'd do best to quit him for now, at least, as far as trying to make him hers. There was that part of her that liked knowing he wasn't interested. She didn't necessarily like what he had to say, but at least he was being more honest with her now than he had been earlier. He wanted to piss her off and she wanted to piss him off. It was pretty clear to her that this was what was going on. He may have succeeded a little in getting her annoyed, but she was far from angry.

However, she wasn't really sure what to make out of Keto. He was still a bag of mysteries. She didn't really care though. If he knew things about her that she didn't expect, so be it. There wasn't much she could do about it anyway. She finally stopped fiddling with her fin to notice that he had sighed rather loudly. She looked up and raised an eyebrow but didn't move at all. She noticed him tending to his side and she wanted so desperately to laugh. Surprisingly, she didn't. Instead she swam over to where he was and looked down at the wound once again. She turned up her nose.

Nita had already tried to convince him once before to have that looked at, but she didn't bother to make any other mention of it to him this time around. Clearly he wanted her gone. "Oh no warrior. When I leave, it's to go up there and rest. There won't be any sex for me tonight. I'm good, but I ain't that good. At least, not in this condition." She looked over at his side again, tilting her head. "Where are you going to go? Eh, it doesn't really matter." She wasn't looking at him, her eyes were focused on his unsightly wound.

"Honestly, you should do something about that. You're starting to smell like a human." She decided to mess around with him some more and gently touch his wound. He was probably going to kill her for that. Instead, she licked her fingers and smiled. "Tastes really good." She chuckled to herself, surprised he hadn't brought this up himself. "You do realize what we're doing right? Sizing each other up, seeing who has the upper hand, who's got tricks up their...fins. You want me, you just don't know it yet. You'll see in time."

[KETO AYSU VELLAMO]

TOO PRETTY FOR ME
and maybe baby you're playing hide and go seek

I'M HOPING FOR THE BEST

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And here came the exiled princess once again to swim up to be close to him. As usual Keto simply watched her come forward with eyes that almost read as uninterested. Of course by now he was sure that she found that as nothing new coming from him. They had spent quite some time together on this evening. He was sure it was the longest time he had ever spent with- ah, never mind that though. Keto was actually quite surprised at how long he had managed to tolerate her presence. She had obviously irritated him a good few times even managing to get him to place his hand around her throat threateningly. That still bothered him slightly that she had done nothing but laughed him off and dared him to snap that pretty, little neck of hers right there. Oh, she was rather infuriating and full of a lot of spunk. He wasn’t sure if he should like that about her or not though since it was very agitating at times. Okay- he decided he may as well enjoy it for the time considering he was having a love-hate relationship with this one and he may as well take out the amusing parts to enjoy rather than dwell on the irritating traits. Of course that could change in a flash if she provoked him.

No sex for her? Hmmph, that was rather surprising for him to hear. From what he heard from others of their kind she had plenty of intimacy with all creatures practically every night. Those could only be rumors but judging from what he had learned of her and her personality tonight, he wouldn’t be surprised. Then again, she was right. He wouldn’t want to have any kind of sex with a bruised and battered thing like that. It was unattractive and she would probably bitch about it hurting and such… you know, silly things like that. Oh and there was the fact that his side was still torn. He didn’t plan on doing much with any kind of female with that being so sore and lightly bruised.

Keto didn’t really hear her next words. He was watching her eyes very carefully. Everything else aside from her stare was almost oblivious to him. At first he had only been watching where they were looking. But after a moment something strange came about him that he hardly noticed himself. He found that he was rather charmed by them. He wasn’t really sure why but he felt some deeper connection by staring so closely into them… so carefully. With all his years of living one may have thought that Keto would have realized that eyes were truly windows to the soul. But he really never had seen eyes like these… eyes that he wanted to know so much more about… beautiful green eyes.

The merman flinched, hardly catching her words while she poked at his wound. For once he had been caught completely off of his guard and quickly flinched back from her, while bearing his teeth and letting out a small growl. Of course, once reality had caught up with him he felt rather silly for doing so. Still… he didn’t much appreciate people going around and touching his aching wounds. So he didn’t try to cover up the fact that he had been startled.

He… wanted her? He wasn’t so sure about that but he was certain that he was curious about those emeralds embedded in her skull- those eyes. He wasn’t going to say anything about that though. The hairs on the back of his neck though being soaked to the core still felt as though they were standing on end, from his earlier shock of being pulled out of his fantasy world. “Want you?” he repeated, curling his lip a bit. “I hate to break the news to you but I think it is you who wants me.” He spoke in all seriousness, not a bit of boasting in his voice as he was just putting things together as they came to him. Then he shook his head. “It’s not meant to be.”

With that he turned around completely and started swimming back down toward the darker water. Oh that silly princess… she couldn’t have everything she wanted. She couldn’t have anyone she wanted. Nobody could… not even Keto; ‘mast of the sea.’

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tagged: nita isis larene
song: too pretty by state of shock
words: 729
notes: you show him, nita >o

[NITA ISIS LARENE]

Her eyes seemed almost transfixed on his wound. She wondered why he hadn't done a better job of taking care of it, considering who he was. She was almost certain that he had enemies who couldn't wait for him to die. She hadn't meant to think so morbidly, or even show any concern for him, but it didn't take a healer to know that he was in pain and it was only going to get worse if he didn't attend to it properly. She frowned but didn't have anything to say about it. It was his body, a beautiful body, but his, not hers.

Off and on she'd give him a glance. After awhile, she realized that he wasn't really paying much attention to anything she had said. Nita raised an eyebrow and folded her arms. The way he was looking at her, it was a look she had become all too familiar with in her years. After all, she dealt with males on a fairly regular basis. Keto tried to be different and act like he was above all the grain, but he wasn't and she knew it. It was like she had said earlier, everyone needed someone.

He probably disregarded all of her words because it never applied to him. She figured, he hadn't really given himself a chance to actually enjoy the pleasures of someone's company. Instead of gloat, Nita remained rather indifferent for the time being. He had only just spent the past twenty minutes or so ridiculing her. If this was his way of shower her a different side, she wasn't about to ruin the moment by saying something that would irritate him again. She hadn't realized it, but at some point, her arms stopped being folded.

Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, he spoke. His words weren't what she had expected to hear coming out of his mouth. He was a man of many mysterious and surprises. She'd have to learn not to assume anything from him. Well, he was right about her wanting him. She hadn't tried hard enough to hide that from him and could only smirk when he brought it up. Even so, it wasn't what he said that had grabbed her attention, it was how he said it. She wondered what had brought about this change in him so suddenly.

Before she had time to respond, he seemed to be done with her. Nita frowned again and watched as he swam away. For a minute, she saw no point in following him. It wasn't until the last words echoed back in her ears that she called out, "Hey!" Nita swam up to catch him, not letting him get off the hook that easily. No, he was going to have to do more to get rid of her than give her some lame excuse for something she hardly understood. Males could be weird.

Once she had caught up to him, Nita swam in front of him, gently stopping him from going any further. He could, if he wanted, but not before saying what she wanted to say. "What is that supposed to mean?" She asked, a hand resting itself onto his chest. "What isn't meant to be? Nothing is written and I should know, seeing as where I once came from. Okay, so maybe I do want you, but I'm sure I wasn't the first, nor will I be the last. I want you to give me a good reason why it's not meant to be. Is it because of your clan? Or perhaps something to do with my father? You might think you know me, but you don't Keto, the warrior."

She too bore a serious expression and she was no longer smiling or joking. "I want you to tell me what happened to make you forsake happiness. What you're doing to yourself is sad, you know. You start a clan, but don't get too attached to those who join it. What's the point? Who ripped out that heart? I know that you once had one and that you cared for someone in this sea at least once in your life." Her hand finally resumed itself at her side and she sighed in frustration. Whether or not he'd actually answer her was anyone's guess at this point.

[KETO AYSU VELLAMO]

TOO PRETTY FOR ME
and maybe baby you're playing hide and go seek

I'M HOPING FOR THE BEST

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She was such a foolish girl. The past of her father was clouded to her since she had been far too young to take place in those sorts of ordeals and it had obviously been kept a secret from her. Keto supposed that he was happy she had never known of his enigmatical protection of her. Had she known about it then she really would have managed to get on his nerves today, wouldn’t she? Some things were obviously better left unsaid and in secret than known by all who were involved in it. Nita never needed to know, especially if she had never noticed him before and had never bothered to even think about it to begin with. The only thing that she was aware of now was that a long time ago Keto had made some kind of deal with her father. She wasn’t aware of what it was and probably hadn’t the slightest clue of what it had to do with. Nor had she seemed to keen on knowing too much about it as she had put it aside rather hastily being more interested in trying to get under his skin and beat him in whatever game it was that she was playing with him. The ‘who’s tougher’ game. He could beat her and she was sure she could beat him. It was going to be a bloody, mean fight.

Keto ignored the girl’s shout back at him while he swam off at a rather eager speed. She ended up following after him though and had swam just a little quicker than his fast pace. Before Keto could speed up and cloak himself in the darkness of the ocean, Nita had ended up in front of him. Keto stopped himself easily; some water rushing by him as he gave her a very displeased look. His annoyed frown deepened when she laid a hand on his chest and questioned the reason behind his last words to her. Couldn’t she see that Keto really had no time to play this little game anymore? Or at least see that for today he was done having any kind of communication with her? Yes, Keto was through with Nita for today and she needed to get that through that thick little skull of hers. When Keto was done he was done. Maybe he would have to make that more clear to this one.

The leader of the Ekundayo allowed the exiled princess her long questioning explanations. He didn’t make any attempts to look the least bit interested in anything that she said to him though. He stared at her only with discontent, making it look like all that was going through his mind was when she was going to go ahead and shut up because he was tired of listening. That didn’t seem to stop Nita though. Oh no, she was going on and on just like she probably always would because when she wanted to get something across she was going to do it. However, his expression quickly changed to anger when she decided to move onto a different topic. Keto could deal with her bitching about him saying it wasn’t mean to be…

When someone spoke of Keto right in front of Keto he was bound to grow annoyed. People did not say nice things about him. Nobody said anything kind of him and sometimes he could deal with it. But when they questioned it and asked him why he was such a horrid creature then Keto grew annoyed as he was now. Who was she to care of the whereabouts of his heart? Who was she to ask him these things? She was nothing but an exiled princess and she hardly knew who he was. She had no need to ask him such things and she had no need to know any of the answers because they would prove to be of no use to her unless she needed some blackmail. Keto wasn’t going to satisfy her with an answer.

“Out of my sight,” he growled at her. “I am through with you, Nita Larene.”

The hunter then tore her hand away from him and pushed her to the side to swim by her.

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tagged: nita isis larene
song: too pretty by state of shock
words: 705
notes: sorry for the wait!

[NITA ISIS LARENE]

Some people were so unappreciative and rude. She decided to lump Keto into that category. When had the conversation turned into such a sour-fest? Perhaps she was in part to blame. She did have a nature of pouring too much emotion into whatever she was saying. She couldn't help it; she was an affectionate person, if it was towards someone she had just met. Keto, on the other hand, intrigued her right away. She had only hoped that he would, in turn, find her interesting. Sadly, he hadn't and she was constantly reminded why she liked to toy around with the lesser race: humans.

It was true. She knew very little about her father's dealings and quite frankly, she didn't care. She was one of several children and he barely had time for her as it was. If anything, he was probably doing better without her. She contributed very little to the family and seemed to always be off doing her own thing anyway. She hadn't thought much of him or anyone else for that matter until her encounter tonight with Keto. Even so, she remained rather indifferent.

She got the impression that he wanted her to show more interest in her father. Maybe if he had been there the last time she saw him, he would understand why she didn't care. For all she knew, her father had only put on an act to save face. He was the ruler over a large amount of people, many of whom hadn't taken kindly to her exploits. Some had even called for her death. She believed that her father had only exiled her to please everyone else, not that he wanted to personally. That only served to make her feelings towards him that much more complex.

If he wanted her to know more about him, he sure was going about it the wrong way. Anytime she had asked him a question, he got annoyed and frustrated with her. What was she supposed to think? If he didn't want to talk to her in the first place, why had he bothered go through all that trouble? If he knew so much about her, as he liked to claim, shouldn't he have known what kind of person she was? She could only shake her head at him in disappointment. He was truly like the others and that was rather sad. They all only wanted one thing, nothing more.

He hadn't said anything else and she ended up rolling her eyes. All Nita could do at this point was sit there and wait. What she was waiting for, she had no idea. He, in their short time together, had appeared to be a man of few words, which wasn't really a compliment to someone like her who apparently had too many. Perhaps that was why he found her to be as annoying as he had. Maybe he'd have more respect for her if she put her emotions aside in the sake of appearing "emotionless". That wasn't her and if it meant losing his respect as a result, so be it. He wasn't anything to her and she didn't owe him anything.

Nita sighed. She slowly swam aside, allowing him whatever passage he wanted. She was done trying to talk to him. He seemed not to care about anything she had said and trying to get anything else out of him was only wasting much energy. She shook her head again, knowing that there were other things she could and should be doing than worrying about someone who didn't care about her at all. She couldn't help being a naturally inquisitive and caring person, but clearly it did nothing much for him. "Alright, but please do me the honor of never talking to me again. I can do without the...waste of time." She called out loudly.

[KETO AYSU VELLAMO]

TOO PRETTY FOR ME
and maybe baby you're playing hide and go seek

I'M HOPING FOR THE BEST

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Do the honor in never speaking with her again? Oh, Keto could do that. He was already a professional at not having any kind of contact with the likes of her and could be sure to only check up on her unknowingly from time to time to keep up his end of the promise. He would keep doing that whether Nita agreed with him or not. She could think whatever she liked of that too because she wouldn’t be busy telling him about it if she had no interest in ‘wasting time’ talking to the likes of him. It was perfect.

So he ignored her as she shouted those last words. Completely unaffected.

For the most part.

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tagged: nita isis larene
song: too pretty by state of shock
words: 117
notes: END THREAD