I can see through you, see your true colors
Cause inside you're ugly, you're ugly like me
Cause inside you're ugly, you're ugly like me
He has managed to worm his way under another’s skin and there’s a flash of pleasure in the depths of red as Galadriel spits at him. Maybe it’s because his newfound immortality makes everyone look like a child to him or maybe he can’t differentiate when that line is crossed exactly from foal to adult that makes him include her in the scolding. Mostly though it’s just because he’s a pretentious ass and he loves to irritate and hurt people with his words, having an uncanny ability to hit them where it bothers them most. She snorts and stamps and he raises a brow, clearly being proved right with this very mature hissy fit she was throwing in front of them. Sabra’s girl starts off as well and he merely rolls his eyes. How boring.
And then the world changes. He is standing at the edge of a volcano (so similar to that day he had almost fallen into the one beloved to Tephra as a child) and he sees himself and Steve screaming with pain as they fall into the inferno below. It is a shock to the system and it shows in the displeasure of his red eyes that darken and harden into uncut rubies. If it hadn’t been for that day with Aela and Wherewolf and his experience with his Lords duplication or Aela's ability to force him to see images, perhaps she might have gotten the best of him. However he is no stranger to manipulations and she would have to try a lot harder to shake him at his core.
“Likewise.” He retorts with that glittering gaze and smug smile, meeting her fury with a cold condescending demeanor. He looks back to the lava that was busy trying to swallow the large form of Steve, his own doppelgänger having been consumed by the molten inferno long ago. He wants to say “Pity that’s not the real one” but as always his lies die the moment they hit his tongue. Out of the corner of his eye he catches Calavera trying to skitter backwards from the cliffs edge and drawls with disinterest, “You’re scaring the girl however.”
And then the world changes. He is standing at the edge of a volcano (so similar to that day he had almost fallen into the one beloved to Tephra as a child) and he sees himself and Steve screaming with pain as they fall into the inferno below. It is a shock to the system and it shows in the displeasure of his red eyes that darken and harden into uncut rubies. If it hadn’t been for that day with Aela and Wherewolf and his experience with his Lords duplication or Aela's ability to force him to see images, perhaps she might have gotten the best of him. However he is no stranger to manipulations and she would have to try a lot harder to shake him at his core.
“Likewise.” He retorts with that glittering gaze and smug smile, meeting her fury with a cold condescending demeanor. He looks back to the lava that was busy trying to swallow the large form of Steve, his own doppelgänger having been consumed by the molten inferno long ago. He wants to say “Pity that’s not the real one” but as always his lies die the moment they hit his tongue. Out of the corner of his eye he catches Calavera trying to skitter backwards from the cliffs edge and drawls with disinterest, “You’re scaring the girl however.”
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