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When Wish was a kitten he used to eat our shoelaces. Eventually, he passed onto gnawing fleece blankets. He must have ruined at least three different blankets in his first year with us.

When Wish was a kitten he used to try and eat my ankles. During summer, and we have a long one, my ankles, shins and feet would be covered in tiny red scratch marks. He kept up this habit for a few years before we snapped newspapers in his direction and he stopped.

Wish loved sweet corn and corn on the cob. His favourite treat was sweet corn mixed with tuna, it was like ambrosia for him.

Wish made love to any shoe that came in from the outside. No maiden shoe was safe from his kitty-wiles.

Wish was psychotic.

Wish used to have steal our food from the table.

Wish had a hiding place in the crawl space in the ceiling. It's was out of his reach for a long time because we renovated the place and the fridge he jumped up to in order to reach it was moved.

I think he missed it.

Wish used to sleep in my bed, in summer it was terrible, in winter it was divine.

Wish once decided to stay in the bed while my-then-girlfriend and I fooled around, but it freaked her out and he was chucked out. He didn't seem to mind either way.

Wish used to sound like a bulldozer when he kneaded me.

Wish was scared of babies.

Wish used to sit near the vent of the computer, catching the hot air.

Wish used to nag my mother everyday for his snack. Even if someone else had already given it to him.

Wish was 15.

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January 2020

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V and Justice

V: Ah, I was forgetting that we are not properly introduced. I do not have a name. You can call me V. Madam Justice...this is V. V... this is Madam Justice. hello, Madam Justice.

Justice: Good evening, V.

V: There. Now we know each other. Actually, I've been a fan of yours for quite some time. Oh, I know what you're thinking...

Justice: The poor boy has a crush on me...an adolescent fatuation.

V: I beg your pardon, Madam. It isn't like that at all. I've long admired you...albeit only from a distance. I used to stare at you from the streets below when I was a child. I'd say to my father, "Who is that lady?" And he'd say "That's Madam Justice." And I'd say "Isn't she pretty."

V: Please don't think it was merely physical. I know you're not that sort of girl. No, I loved you as a person. As an ideal.

Justice: What? V! For shame! You have betrayed me for some harlot, some vain and pouting hussy with painted lips and a knowing smile!

V: I, Madam? I beg to differ! It was your infidelity that drove me to her arms!

V: Ah-ha! That surprised you, didn't it? You thought I didn't know about your little fling. But I do. I know everything! Frankly, I wasn't surprised when I found out. You always did have an eye for a man in uniform.

Justice: Uniform? Why I'm sure I don't know what you're talking about. It was always you, V. You were the only one...

V: Liar! Slut! Whore! Deny that you let him have his way with you, him with his armbands and jackboots!

V: Well? Cat got your tongue? I though as much.

V: Very well. So you stand revealed at last. you are no longer my justice. You are his justice now. You have bedded another.

Justice: Sob! Choke! Wh-who is she, V? What is her name?

V: Her name is Anarchy. And she has taught me more as a mistress than you ever did! She has taught me that justice is meaningless without freedom. She is honest. She makes no promises and breaks none. Unlike you, Jezebel. I used to wonder why you could never look me in the eye. Now I know. So good bye, dear lady. I would be saddened by our parting even now, save that you are no longer the woman I once loved.

*KABOOM!*

-"V for Vendetta"

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