Post by Demetra Katsaros on Jun 30, 2009 5:48:06 GMT -5
It felt as if steam was coming out of my nose as a glare in my eyes toward Andrew sparked; I was a raging bull ready to charge. Perhaps it was horribly apathetic of me, but I felt little sympathy to his pity speech. I'm not an emotional person, as I may have mentioned, yet I generally don't wish mental harm to others, and I would normally feel a tinge of guilt for being the main cause of this psychological pain, but I was too indignant to side with him. My logical side was escaping me, and perhaps I would regret it, but I was entering a state where only the here and now mattered. This was very rare, as I almost always made sure every action I took did not adversely affect the future. I plan ahead.
"I don't want to see you today, Andrew," I growled with my teeth clenched. "I am here to marry Sylar as part of a mock ceremony. My plans are related to causes that are very important to me, and if you truly care about me, you will do what you can to keep sacred my values. I am taking steps to better myself and my environment, and no empathy speech is going to kill off my passion. I advise you to leave."
"I don't want to see you today, Andrew," I growled with my teeth clenched. "I am here to marry Sylar as part of a mock ceremony. My plans are related to causes that are very important to me, and if you truly care about me, you will do what you can to keep sacred my values. I am taking steps to better myself and my environment, and no empathy speech is going to kill off my passion. I advise you to leave."
