"I say kill them."
Juliette laughed, a genuine laugh that vibrated through her chest. “We think alike, Mason. Out of all the people I’ve killed, I can’t kill them. I’ve tried to, I just can’t. They’re my parents, you know?” Her voice was quiet, much different than her voice usually sounded.
Cody watches the girl for the most part, laughing a bit to himself at the girl’s rapping. He’ll wrap his arms around her waist carefully when she buries her face in his shoulder and lightly nudge his nose against her forehead. She’s so cute even when she’s drunk. “Yeah. It’s cute.” He says lightly before lightly kissing her shoulder.
Jade giggles when his nose touches her forehead. “Mm, my next goal is to get you to say my dancin’ issexyyy!” She says, pulling back and kissing his chin. “Tell me if you want me to stop, Cody. I just really wanna kissyouuu right now.” Her words were slurring. “You’re cuter.” The kitten breathed, leaning up to tentatively kiss his soft lips.
"I want you to learn something while youre here though, otherwise you will just go back to letting your parents push you around and force you into a life that gets you in dangerous situations."
"They don’t push me around." Juliette growled, sounding very animal like considering she was half cat. "They just don’t care about me, I guarantee you that they will only realize that I am gone when the money runs out for them. They’ll try to find me for more, and they’ll be fucked. I hope those withdrawl symptoms feel really fucking good." Her tone was bitter.
”Im naturally an asshole, first off. Secondly my job is to make your life hell to teach you a lesson, if Lancelot found out I went easy on you he’d complain to my father.”
"Well, we have something in common then. Though I’m the type of asshole that makes men fear for their lives, rightfully so." Juliette laughed. "Lancelot can fuck himself, the only reason he’s alive is that our designated assassin got arrested like a fucking dumbass." She rolled her eyes. "And the only reason I’m alive for you to ‘make my life hell’ is because Lancelot has no aim. So, how about this, whenever Lancelot is around, you get all asshole on me, when he leaves, we do whatever. You don’t need to teach me a lesson, it won’t have a lasting effect. This is just my way of staying alive, god knows my parents don’t care enough to keep me alive. So, I have to do it by myself, and this is how I do it.”
Mason sat up and glared at her. “You obviously havent heard my story then, if you think I just got everything handed to me. Arthur didnt raise me.” He stated. “So believe me I know what its like to struggle to get somewhere, to get anything and everything.”
"…Then why are you such an asshole to your servants, if you know what it’s like." Juliette was confused now, yet intrigued. "I mean if you’ve had to kill to survive, or that might just be me, heh. Why aren’t you appreciative of those who serve you?" The kitten hummed to herself as she waited for him to either give her a reason, or tell her to get out. "See, we’re talking. Not the most pleasant conversation, but it’s a start. If we’re tolerable of each other, it makes both of our lives easier."
"You apologized woo hoo, good for you. I’m still going to judge you."
"Judge me for what!? I am perfectly aware of my anger issues. You couldn’t survive a day in my life. You get whatever the fuck you want handed to you on a silver platter. Don’t judge me. Until you’ve walked a mile in my shoes, you have no right to, Mason." Juliette told him, her voice surprisingly calm.
Mason laughed. “Lancelot would never take over the kingdom.”
"I’m saying he could if he had the correct resources, which he doesn’t considering that my boys and I were able to sneak into his territory. It was just the last part of our plan fucked up.” The kitten groaned. “Can you hear me apologizing, or are you deaf?”
"He was wearing the royal crest on his back!"
"I just apologized to you, which I never do for anyone, but all you heard was about your goddamn lying guard.” Juliette scoffed. “I’m surprised he hasn’t tried to take over the palace yet. Hey, he’s in the perfect position to, goddammit I wish I could recruit him.” She muttered to herself.
"Talk?" Mason questioned. "About what?"
Juliette leaned against the wall then slid to the floor. “I don’t know, be friends? I know I was a bitch to you earlier, and I’m sorry. I’m just overwhelmed by all this and upset about other things. I took it out on you, and I…apologize.” She grumbled the last word. The kitten never apologized for anything, ever. “And how was I supposed to know the specific person I went after was part of the fucking royal guard!?”
"That’s nice." Mason said
"Well, aren’t you conversational?" Juliette muttered sarcastically. "I was thinking we could try to…I don’t know, talk to eachother." Juliette wasn’t good at the whole making friends thing. "You know, since I’m stuck here until I serve my sentence." Her tone was unsure.