Well, This Bloody Sucks

Regret...

I'm an idiot. I am a complete and utter idiot. And now that's how I'm going to die. As a complete and utter idiot.

Let's just say that I'm not in the best of moods right now. If there was a wall I could bang my head against, then I'd probably do it. I'm at an all-time low, I unsuccessfully bargained my life away to a demon and now I'm paying the price. I'm going to die, that's the reality of the situation. Do I accept it? Of course not, but that doesn't mean that I can't change my mind.

I can't even communicate with Cordelia anymore. I'm left so weak that I can only argue and bitch to myself in my thoughts.

And now, Cordelia is happily lounging on a long chair, sipping on red wine and nibbling on strawberries whilst Richter seems perfectly fine sitting on the matching stool at her feet.

Oh great, I'm going to die drunk as well. What a great way to go.

"Well, what do we have here?" A voice rings out from the lower part of the room. "I heard that our uncle was entertaining a visitor, but I never imagined that it would be you."

"It's been a long time, Reiji." Cordelia comments to him. "Too bad you're such a stick in the mud, otherwise you'd look just like Karl when I first met him."

I have to say that I agree with her about the stick in the mud part.

"Please refrain from invoking my father's name in no good reason. I find it patently offensive." Reiji asks politely, although I can sense something underneath; I don't know what.

Cordelia simply laughs. "Oh, don't be so standoffish. Come on over and talk to us." She requests with one her smirks.

"You're so transparent. Evidently, scheming comes as naturally as breathing to you." Reiji remarks as he appears before her a few feet away.

"Do I really need to explain myself?" Cordelia asks, and I notice Richter standing up from the corner of my eye. "Now that I've returned, it's crucial that I remain vibrant." She explains as she puts down her wine glass.

"Do you know what I despise most in this world?" At the sound of silence she answers her own question. "I despise boredom. Boredom can be excruciatingly painful for immortals such as ourselves so it's one of the most difficult things to endure. I'm sure that you can agree with me."

"Yes, you do have a point."

She does?

"I can certainly see how lack of excitement wouldn't suit you at all. I think death suits you much, much better."

Reiji and I actually agree on something. I haven't died already, have I?

Cordelia, however, just chuckles once more. "Why, thank you, Reiji. I'll take that as a compliment." She gestures to the stool Richter was previously sitting on. "Won't you come over and sit with me? I'd so love to talk to you, face to face."

Reiji simply does nothing. He shows no movement or emotion, whatsoever.

"What's the matter? Are you being defensive?" She laughs at the prospect. "Now who does that remind me of?" She questions with an air of evil teasing. "That's right, your mother, Beatrix. Just like her, you supress your emotions and hide your feelings behind a stony exterior. But she ultimately met her meaningless and pathetic end, didn't she?"

Reiji gives a slight growl and hardens his jaw, which didn't go unnoticed by Cordelia.

"Oh my, don't tell me I touched a nerve? Beatrix never seemed to love you as nearly as much as she loved Shu, her eldest. So I assumed that you wouldn't mind if I slandered her just a little bit."