I imagined that JC was sitting there awake the entire time. He never passed out because he fed well on all that power. He made sure to share enough so that no one died or bled out and then had a seat while he figured out what to say to Anita. By the time Anita starting waking up he knew what words to use to keep his ma petite in line.
This entire time he took the reluctant but burgeoning animator and slowly, carefully shaped her into the perfect tool. He broke through her barriers and made her cross many of her own moral lines. He became her lover, her master, her guide and her pimp. And he did it in the most brilliant way possible: he convinced her it was her own choice.
How I wish this was the real JC.
And that Requiem's statement was a prophetic glimpse into the future when he told her:
"I have lived with others more powerful than I in Belle Morte's line for centuries, Anita. I, more than most, know just how much you must fight every night of your existence not to be consumed by their power." He paused and then whispered so that it filled the darkened car, "If you are not careful, their beauty will become both heaven and hell, you will betray every oath, abandon every loyalty, give up your heart, your mind, your body, and your immortal soul to have them near you but one more night. Then one cold night, a hundred years after the passion is spent, and nothing but ashes remain, you look up and see someone gazing at you, and you know that look, you've seen it before. A hundred years later and someone gazes upon you as if you were heaven itself, but you know in your heart of hearts that it's not heaven you're offering them, it's hell."
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Date: 2013-04-16 09:34 pm (UTC)This entire time he took the reluctant but burgeoning animator and slowly, carefully shaped her into the perfect tool. He broke through her barriers and made her cross many of her own moral lines. He became her lover, her master, her guide and her pimp. And he did it in the most brilliant way possible: he convinced her it was her own choice.
How I wish this was the real JC.
And that Requiem's statement was a prophetic glimpse into the future when he told her:
"I have lived with others more powerful than I in Belle Morte's line for centuries, Anita. I, more than most, know just how much you must fight every night of your existence not to be consumed by their power." He paused and then whispered so that it filled the darkened car, "If you are not careful, their beauty will become both heaven and hell, you will betray every oath, abandon every loyalty, give up your heart, your mind, your body, and your immortal soul to have them near you but one more night. Then one cold night, a hundred years after the passion is spent, and nothing but ashes remain, you look up and see someone gazing at you, and you know that look, you've seen it before. A hundred years later and someone gazes upon you as if you were heaven itself, but you know in your heart of hearts that it's not heaven you're offering them, it's hell."