15th November
Now playing: I dunno. XP
Today has been much MUCH better.
Too tired to talk. Here is an excerpt:
“Oh dear,” I said, letting the sarcasm spill into my tone. “I thought you loved us, and that’s why you live in our house and eat our food. I guess I was wrong. Blue, can you take her back to her room please? And lock the side door, I don’t want anybody leaving this house tonight.”
“But- Rouge!” Indigo screeched, jumping to her feet and slamming one of her feet to the floor angrily. “That’s not fair! I helped you out and everything! Why do you always do this! You know I’m going out tonight! I told you!”
“Precisely.”
“Then why won’t you let me go out?”
“It gets dark outside too late. I don’t want you going out there by yourself. Especially seeing as you smell like pig. You might get mistaken for a farm girl and raped, or something. I wouldn’t want that happening to my poor beloved sister, now, would I?”
“Rouge, you’re such a bitch,” she spat. “You’re a fucking arse! I hate you.”
“I hate you too. Now, please get out of my room before you get any more of your dirt on the furniture. I only just had it cleaned.”
She swore again, angrily tossing her head, and then in protest she dropped her still burning cigarette to the floor and smushed it into the carpet with her foot. I glanced at her calmly, knowing that she was waiting for an explosion of anger, any kind of reaction that might show my anger, but I kept my face completely straight.
“Oh, now that wasn’t nice,” I said coldly. “Blue? I need you to bring Antoinette up here as well, I want to speak to her about getting that door blocked off. It’s loosing us too much heat.”
He frowned at me, but I shot him a toothy smile and he didn’t say anything. He knew just as well as I did that if I got Antoinette up here while he was gone, then I wouldn’t be sleeping with him tonight, and I think he wanted that more than he wanted to see Indigo happy. So, he strode up to her, grabbed both of her arms and frogmarched her out of the door, glaring at me over his shoulder as he went.
“That wasn’t very nice of you, you know,” Olive reprimanded. “You really shouldn’t treat her like that, especially if she’s your sister.”
“Half sister,” I corrected her. “And besides, she deserves it. She’d only be out sleeping around for a bit of cash anyway tonight, so it’s best if I stop things before they get out of hand.”
“From what I hear you’ve got a bit of a promiscuous repuatation as well. It’s a little hypocritcal don’t you think?.”
“Ah, but the difference, Olive, darling, is that I only sleep with people I know, and I certainly don’t ask them to pay in anything but pleasure.” I winked at her. “Now, if you wouldn’t mind, I believe I just accidentally arranged myself a date with Annie, and I’d appreciate it if you’d leave me be for a while. Our robot Maimee is free for the evening, if she’s your sort of girl, and if not feel free to amuse yourself how you will.”
“I don’t sleep with just anybody,” Olive said, her eyes wide with shock. “What kind of girl do you think I am?”
“Maimee isn’t just anybody,” I said with a smirk. “Trust me. You’ll regret it if you don’t give her a go. I’ll send her down in a couple of hours. You’ll thank me later.” She got to her feet, eyes still wide and a look of confusion spreading across her face. She’d come a long way since she’d arrived here, though. A couple of weeks ago I think she might well have been horrified, not just confused, and she probably would have left the house immediately. Now, I could see that this wasn’t the case. I reckoned she secretly quite wanted to have some fun tonight, and since I was otherwise engaged I would keep my promise.
“I don’t want you to send her,” Olive said. She locked her gaze with mine, blue eyes swimming with something I might even desribe as a growing lust, and then she looked away.
“We deserve a celebration; I have the perfect plan in mind for our Queenie, so tonight is for relaxing. I’ll send Maimee around at eight. Go and get yourself ready.”
Words written today: 3,899
Wordcount: 67,659
Today has been much MUCH better.
Too tired to talk. Here is an excerpt:
“Oh dear,” I said, letting the sarcasm spill into my tone. “I thought you loved us, and that’s why you live in our house and eat our food. I guess I was wrong. Blue, can you take her back to her room please? And lock the side door, I don’t want anybody leaving this house tonight.”
“But- Rouge!” Indigo screeched, jumping to her feet and slamming one of her feet to the floor angrily. “That’s not fair! I helped you out and everything! Why do you always do this! You know I’m going out tonight! I told you!”
“Precisely.”
“Then why won’t you let me go out?”
“It gets dark outside too late. I don’t want you going out there by yourself. Especially seeing as you smell like pig. You might get mistaken for a farm girl and raped, or something. I wouldn’t want that happening to my poor beloved sister, now, would I?”
“Rouge, you’re such a bitch,” she spat. “You’re a fucking arse! I hate you.”
“I hate you too. Now, please get out of my room before you get any more of your dirt on the furniture. I only just had it cleaned.”
She swore again, angrily tossing her head, and then in protest she dropped her still burning cigarette to the floor and smushed it into the carpet with her foot. I glanced at her calmly, knowing that she was waiting for an explosion of anger, any kind of reaction that might show my anger, but I kept my face completely straight.
“Oh, now that wasn’t nice,” I said coldly. “Blue? I need you to bring Antoinette up here as well, I want to speak to her about getting that door blocked off. It’s loosing us too much heat.”
He frowned at me, but I shot him a toothy smile and he didn’t say anything. He knew just as well as I did that if I got Antoinette up here while he was gone, then I wouldn’t be sleeping with him tonight, and I think he wanted that more than he wanted to see Indigo happy. So, he strode up to her, grabbed both of her arms and frogmarched her out of the door, glaring at me over his shoulder as he went.
“That wasn’t very nice of you, you know,” Olive reprimanded. “You really shouldn’t treat her like that, especially if she’s your sister.”
“Half sister,” I corrected her. “And besides, she deserves it. She’d only be out sleeping around for a bit of cash anyway tonight, so it’s best if I stop things before they get out of hand.”
“From what I hear you’ve got a bit of a promiscuous repuatation as well. It’s a little hypocritcal don’t you think?.”
“Ah, but the difference, Olive, darling, is that I only sleep with people I know, and I certainly don’t ask them to pay in anything but pleasure.” I winked at her. “Now, if you wouldn’t mind, I believe I just accidentally arranged myself a date with Annie, and I’d appreciate it if you’d leave me be for a while. Our robot Maimee is free for the evening, if she’s your sort of girl, and if not feel free to amuse yourself how you will.”
“I don’t sleep with just anybody,” Olive said, her eyes wide with shock. “What kind of girl do you think I am?”
“Maimee isn’t just anybody,” I said with a smirk. “Trust me. You’ll regret it if you don’t give her a go. I’ll send her down in a couple of hours. You’ll thank me later.” She got to her feet, eyes still wide and a look of confusion spreading across her face. She’d come a long way since she’d arrived here, though. A couple of weeks ago I think she might well have been horrified, not just confused, and she probably would have left the house immediately. Now, I could see that this wasn’t the case. I reckoned she secretly quite wanted to have some fun tonight, and since I was otherwise engaged I would keep my promise.
“I don’t want you to send her,” Olive said. She locked her gaze with mine, blue eyes swimming with something I might even desribe as a growing lust, and then she looked away.
“We deserve a celebration; I have the perfect plan in mind for our Queenie, so tonight is for relaxing. I’ll send Maimee around at eight. Go and get yourself ready.”
Words written today: 3,899
Wordcount: 67,659
posted by Kitty Taylor at 1:38 am
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