It's been a week, Vexen.
Time slips by... ...but your wounds don't heal.
Why?
I'll tell you why: because you simply don't listen.
That makes me, who is generally a gentle being, beat the piss out of you.
Which doesn't help your injuries.
So, I've come to the conclusion that you're stupid.
I'm a patient man but I really can't wait forever for you to figure out where you stand amongst us.
I will have you learn to listen. One way or another... besides, don't you think that... Elaeus... and Ienzo will start to worry if this keeps up much longer? Or don't they care about their fellow elder? I can understand if they don't; I certainly wouldn't, with the way you're becoming such a pain in my posterior.
You give the impression you see my orders as simple suggestions to be interpreted or ignored as you see fit.
Right. I know, I'm to blame. I've been too lenient -I've given you too much leeway.
You've been part of this organization for... 10 years, now was it?
You've grown accustomed to being obeyed...
But the fact of the matter is:
I was appointed master of this castle and you are required to take orders from me.
I really do hate spoiled people. Don't you?
I thought so.
No, no, no; remember what happens when you make it cold?
You don't want Larxene to come in and warm it up again, do you?
Though it doesn't matter really; this precious darling just loves the cold.
It takes more effort to grow her, but I really think it's worth it. Don't you agree?
A pretty flower that won't wilt when you resist her....
I forgot, you don't like strong women -do you?
Oh well, that's just too bad -she's been looking forward to meeting you -can't understand why- I simply don't have the heart to deny her. She can be a real darling when you get to know her.
Oh, she likes you; can't say much for her taste and -oh, what is this?
I understand you probably haven't been touched in a long time, but being aroused by a plant is just gross.
You really are just some perverted old has-been aren't you? Natasha maybe quite lovely, but really...
You don't seem bothered even pretending you aren't enjoying it -IV, you should be ashamed.
Such a disgusting sick-fuck -did you used to go out and jerk off to those castle gardens or something?
Too ugly; too socially maladjusted to find a woman... or even a man if so inclined.
People like you can't ever have normal sexual tastes, can you?
It's always something odd or horrific: feet; hair; plants; corpses...
And look at that; you've made a mess.
You'll need to clean that up.
Now thank Natasha; she didn't need to entertain the likes of you. Just because you're sick doesn't excuse you from manners.
See! You can be polite. Now if only you'd exercise those manners on your fellow members, you would get along with them so much better.
Now, say 'thank you Marluxia, I really learned my lesson.'
No, no -don't growl; use your words. You're not an animal; just say those 8 little words and you can go free.
...You really do enjoy the hard way, don't you? You kinky old freak?
A/N: So I wanted to try and actually write a MarVex fic instead of just plotting it and abandoning it in favour of something easier. Instead I got a monologue partially derived from the manga 'the Demon Ororon', so I removed the fic content and realised suddenly I don't trust the majority of the MarVex fanbase to understand and that I seem to be an elitist dickwad.
Anyway have fun guys, this is the first time I've been beta'd for.