by Emilie » Wed Sep 30, 2015 2:12 am
"Well.... You said that there's times when you 'wouldn't hesitate to do something like this'.
Maybe that's the problem right there. Part of accepting things is knowing you're in charge. Maybe you're looking at this like a pit bull that you point at someone and pray it doesn't turn on you, when you should be looking at it like a hunting dog and establishing a survival bond with it.
Sure, you know the dog could be vicious, obviously. And you know the dog could do something foolish like run out into the woods to do God knows what until you can rein it back in again." The metaphor was not meant to be so very obvious, because Emilie didn't know that is exactly what Badb Catha had done.
"But that is the thing, you have the reins. You need to let it know who the fucking boss is man. Establish dominance. Make it aware that you're the one holding it's leash and keeping it's muzzle on it. And if it's very good indeed, you might let it come along on the hunt with you and draw some blood."
Emilie then decided to add a bit more personal information. " That's what I do. When I couldn't take it anymore the other day, I went into the Danger Room and let it out on some imaginary Doom Bots. That's why I had the ball bat, to use on the bots so I didn't hurt myself. Sometimes if I hit hard enough even with my shield, I still get bruises... I wanted to smash as much shit as I could without any evidence of what'd I'd been up to.
But then I kept it after the Doom Bot scenario because Victor was beat up by a leprechaun and I didn't feel safe without a weapon.
Don't tell nobody."
Why did she just share that? Who fucking knows. She sure didn't once she had.