Some kind of "Post-Uranium RP" - Now finished and open for questions!

[Lord Windos]

He tilted his head a little, then shrugged his shoulder. Clearly she the running sort. What a damn shame. After all she did, the lives she ruined, she has the gall to call upon the very people whose lives were the most affected? Fuck that shit. She had her husband, and his connections to the Rangers. He liked those people for all they have done, and he didn't want them to get involved in a pissing match between him and the bitch.

Then there was her child, the Hero Champion. He was actually friends with the guy, and closely worked with on the hetero chromatics that any given pokemom species could exhibit. There was always the sore point of his mother, though, and he really didn't want to press that any further. Damn it all, he can't afford to make he answer to her actions.

He turned his back towards her, and said "Hmmpt, very well. I know the ranger, and your husband. They'll come rushing to help you, even if its for no reason other than his insistence. I don't want cause them unnecessary grief over a personal matter, least of all concerning you, their practical archnemsis. Count your blessings indeed." He sighed, a pained expression crossing his face.

He turned to face her, and stare her straight into her eyes. "Funny, isn't it? Despite your past, they would not hesitate to help you. Does that not make you ashamed, or at least guilty?" He everted his as he continued to speak. "Then theirs your child. Great guy, one of the best up and coming researcher I have had the privilege to work with. Good friend of mine, you know?"

His face, looking exhausted before, now just look plain worn out, like the life has been taken out of him. "We hang out, get a few drinks, and try to pick up a couple of ladies on our nights out. There is always a tension between us, though. I don't think I need to point out what it is." He took off his glasses, and rubbed his eye, trying to dispel some of the weariness in him. He didn't want to fight this bitch anymore. He didn't want to lose a friend over this, no matter how much this woman deserved to be pinned down, and have her answer to her crimes.

"Look, I understand that you want to leave that past behind you; who wouldn't? But you hurt people, hurt them bad. Including me."
He gritted his teeth, and let out a shout of pure frustration, very torn over his emotions. He was starting to lose control, control of this situation, damn it. "My father was one of the researchers at Nuclear Station Zeta, you bitch. When you blew it up, he got caught in the aftermath of it. They tried to save him, but...."
He threw his arm out, and punch the wall. Despite expectations, the wall was the one that was cracked, not his hand. Yikes.

He slumped against the wall, very, very distraught. He let out a low sob, then bit it back, and spoke his mind once more. "That was bad enough, but when I learned that not only his killer would not be punished, but got off scott free and accept back into the scientific community? Fucking hell! HELL!" He turned his head toward Lucille, tears in his eyes, face red with anger and pain.

"I can't do anything. I follow the laws, I respect the Ranger Union, and I don't want to end my friendship with your son. I so badly want justice, and yet I can't ever have it. Ain't that hilarious, eh? All fair in love and war!" He was laughing now, but It was clear that it was only to stop him from crying even more in the face of his enemy.