you're gonna wish you never had met me

[Eldonna]

Ellie rolled her eyes once more as the little girl latched onto her ankle. "What are you doing? I don't even know you," she said, not even bothering to look down at her. What did she want? Was this her pathetic way of apologizing? What an absolute idiot. That is one thing that her kind must take quite lightly, Ellie figured-- forgiveness. But it was quite the contrary in Ellie's case. She didn't believe in forgiveness and even less second chances. It something that Ellie understood and toyed with every day of her life.

Once something is done, it cannot be undone.
Apologies are meaningless.
Promises are worthless.

Ellie hated change. She hated a lot of things, but change was something that she had just never grown accustomed to. Perhaps it was the way she was raised in that unforgiving homeland of hers-- so cruel and stifling.
But she was not about to alter that aspect of her personality now.

She paused after a while, standing in place for only a few seconds before taking her black stiletto to the girl's hand, and mercilessly crashing down upon it.

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[MORRIGAN FAUST]

Life fell back into Morrigan as the other's heel came crashing down on her hand, a loud muffled grunt escaping her lips as her knees brought themselves up to her stomach as a reaction to the pain. It isn't all too bad, considering how strong her body is thankfully for what she is, but it still hurt quite a lot for the paradigm in which she is in. Eyes shut tight in a wince, hand tightening around the other's ankle dramatically, the creature on two feet might just feel as if one of those feet might just snap and break with the force the other's got wrapped around it's respective ankle. "No." came a quiet voice. "You."

[Eldonna]

Eldonna narrowed her eyes at the girl when she tightened her clutch around her ankle. "What do you want from me?" she finally posed, her pupils retracting somewhat, letting the brilliant purple color of her irises shine through. She peered down at her, wondering what kind of creature she was, and if she had even felt any pain from Ellie's heel at all. Her little display of agony was not completely convincing considering the hold she maintained on Ellie's ankle. "Are you lost or something? Couldn't you just ask for directions? You're quite the savage!"

Despite herself, Ellie smiled. It wasn't every day you ran into a grade A psychopath like the specimen she had right in front of her-- or rather, beneath her. Unless she looked in the mirror, of course, she supposed.

With a brief shrug of her shoulders, she waited for the girl's response and took another drag.
She should really quit smoking one of these days.

[MORRIGAN FAUST]

Morrigan didn't know what to say to the other, or if she should say anything at all! This creature is a complete monster, a terror to every other sentiment creature to walk this earth! These demons, these demonic presences, they need to just disappear! They steal, and lie, and kill and use everything and everyone that comes along! All of them have to die, they need to die; Morrigan couldn't believe the thoughts running through her head, but at the same time she could.

Loosening up on the grip she has on Eldonna's ankle as time passes and the other's words slip out of their mouth like venom, Morrigan's red eyes stare through the ground her blank stare is focusing on. No words for this monster, no words for the enemy; she'll get what she wants out of this one, she'll make her pay for all the damage her kind has done!

[Eldonna]

Taking advantage of Morrigan's loosened grip, Ellie pulled her foot away from the girl and out of her grasp and proceeded to kneel down next to her. She gave the girl a once-over, locking her sinister looking eyes with those of her new red eyed acquaintance. "What's wrong? Kitty-cat got your tongue?" she taunted with a flick of her index finger to Morrigan's forehead. "You know what else has red eyes? Fruit flies! Or Drosophila melanogaster to the scientific community. Are you familiar? You look just like a one-- a little fruit fly. That is what I will call you from now on: the little fruit fly!"

Eldonna's expression was complacent enough; it was as if she had suddenly come to terms with the fact that this little bother wasn't going anywhere anytime soon. Or perhaps she just hadn't planned out this far ahead what she was going to say next. She bit her tongue; she never was very good with extemporaneous speech.

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[MORRIGAN FAUST]

When the other's disgusting fingers flick Morrigan's forehead annoyingly, it's all our little white-haired one could do to just wince at the sudden jolt of pain and nothing more. Staring up at Eldonna as she goes on about her little scientific vomit, Morrigan possibly not catching the insult or not with her inability to give a reaction, only bears a stupid look upon her countenance. In her mind, thoughts of ravaging the telunari to pieces with just her hands plays out in her head in such a grotesque fashion that Morrigan can almost find appealing outside of her animalistic nature - almost sadistically.

Laying still like the dead, looking up at the other like an animal without much thought, Morrigan continues to rest there at the other's feet as still and quiet as could be. Words weren't her forte, possibly because she couldn't understand how to string them together properly or she is simply soft-spoken to the core. Perhaps it is both, or neither, or a mixture of the two or really just one or the other. Possibilities, possibilities; yet, it didn't matter, because nothing did. She's all alone regardless, no matter how she is, she'll always be alone; the only one of her kind.

[Eldonna]

Eldonna let out a little sigh as she stood back up, dusting little piece of grass of her knees. "Fine. Don't say anything to me, Fruit Fly." She shrugged once more before turning from Morrigan, and glancing about at her surroundings. Her eyes darted back and forth as her mind formulated and devised schematics in her head of where she was to go from here. She supposed she could travel to some place more inhabited. Maybe find one more like herself to see what she was really capable of. That is why she had fled her homeland to begin with, wasn't it?

She considered attempting to walk off once more now that she had the chance, but figured it might be worthwhile to try and get some information out of this girl before she left. She certainly seemed to hold some kind of grudge against Ellie-- which meant she must know something that Ellie didn't. So once Ellie was satisfied with her survey of the plains, she made the motions to leave, but instead turned back towards the girl and delivered a swift kick to her gut.

"Get up."

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[MORRIGAN FAUST]

The air inside of her lungs escapes through her lightly parted mouth as the other's foot slides through the air and into her soft stomach, Morrigan giving nothing more than a grunt at the other's action. The pain radiates throughout her body, yet it is so dull she could barely process it as pain to begin with; if she hadn't saw the other's foot collide into her she would have simply thought of the feeling coursing through her nerves to just be an anomaly. Being beaten whilst she is down, or taking hits from others, didn't bother her all that much; she couldn't help but think she might actually like the abuse, somewhere deep down inside of her. The only thing she did not like is the orders this crude creature is barking at her, and she'd be damned if she were to listen to such a disgusting waste of life!

[Eldonna]

Ellie wrinkled her nose up at the other's actions; she was surprised when the girl barely even moved. But there was obviously something she wanted from Ellie considering she wouldn't let her leave earlier, wasn't there? "That didn't hurt? Good, I didn't intend it to," she said, suddenly shifting gears. She kneeled down once more and flashed Morrigan a honey-sweet smile before completing the motions and laying down next to her.
"Oh c'mon," she started, turning towards Morrigan and gently, albeit abruptly, sticking a hand inside her top. "Tell me about yourself. Or tell me about me! You seem not to like my kind so much--I suppose I can understand why," she continued to ramble as she ran a soft hand across the spot of Morrigan's now exposed belly she had just kicked. "But I mean, opposites attract, right? Forgive me for being in such a bad mood earlier. That tends to happen when people jump on my back!" Ellie's eyes sparkled in the clear sunlight, not a trace of malice or intent to hurt left on her visage. Her beautiful jet black hair spilled down her shoulders like ink; she ran her free hand through the smooth locks and began to twirl a piece. "We can be friends or something," she added, with a giggle.

You get more flies with honey, not vinegar!
Fruit Flies, that is.

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[MORRIGAN FAUST]

Morrigan lays there silently, almost as if her brains were kicked out of her body, as if she were dead! Though, signs of life came into existence as the other's words trickle into the atmosphere. Our white-haired grudge didn't believe the other for a moment, didn't trust her at all! She knows that this creature is manipulation incarnate, that everything about her and her kind is cruel and disgusting! Nothing good can ever come out of a creature like this, no matter how sweet they seem to be!

Of course, then, the other decides to lay down next to Morrigan - face to face. Her own red eyes couldn't help but widen at the other's sudden gesture, and they only even widened then when the other's hand made contact with her body - on parts it really shouldn't - her eyes widened even more then! Cheeks slowly flaring up, her mind beginning to race around in circles, everything inside of her is screaming to break the other's wrist and disappear; yet, she could not do such a thing.

The other's words slip down her ears like soft currents, the other's voice so soft and precious, stringing together sentences that mean so much more than Morrigan herself could possibly take in! Deep down she knew this to all be a facade, to be one big trick, that this creature is just doing what she does best! There is no way the other wanted to be 'friends', no matter how nice that sounds... No! It couldn't possibly sound nice; Morrigan would never want to be friends with something like the other! Her face immediately contorts into an aggravated face, which isn't much different from the normal emotionless appearance she has upon her countenance, albeit her eyebrows slightly angled!