Criminal Sentences, Vol. 37

(Sentences from various sources for criminals and/or dangerous muses. Adjust phrasing where needed)

"I'm going to ask you a question. How you answer it will determine how this night ends."

"I've paid for the sins of my past. What about you? Can you say the same?"

"I will teach you to lie so well that people thank you when you stab them in the back."

"I go by several names. I doubt any of them are your concern."

"You can catch a devil, but you can't hold him long."

"Behind that that hard, criminal mind is a soft teddy bear, but I promise not to tell anyone."

"You mistake me for someone who takes orders rather than gives them."

"How does it feel to go around town with a psychopath?"

"I should have killed you the first time we met."

"I don't take orders from you."

"Remorse? Oh, I did away with that a long time ago."

"I have a very odd feeling that you're taking advantage of me."

"Some day, I hope you'll realise that you and I are actually on the same side."

"This business is based on trust. I don't trust you."

"I want you to find the men who did this and bring them to me."

"If I want to immobilise someone and I've already shot him in the leg, he's kind of stuck in situ while I shoot him in the other one, so I might as well do it!"

"Where I come from, men like you die pretty easily."

"If I was going to kill you, I'd have done it when you walked to the car this morning and would have been gone by the time you hit the sidewalk."

"You have to be careful fighting monsters or you might turn into one yourself."

"If you're looking for a reason not to kill me, I don't really have one."

"Have you heard about these bank robberies?"

"If you make someone rich, you can get away with just about anything in this country."

"You know, you talk like we're not going to get away with this."

"If you disappoint me, you can be so easily discarded."

"You are literally the worst shot I've ever seen!"

"I've got a short fuse, so don't strike matches."

"Can't you feel anything?"

"I don't kill boring people."

"On the rare occasion when I tell someone who I am, they tend to be frightened of me."

"I could give someone a bad name just by standing next to them."

"I'm going to kill you, you know."

"I am not what you think I am."

Lisette had the good decency to know that if she was still standing to see another day after this exchange, it would do her well to steer clear of Mary for as long as fate dictated. She could feel the tension thicken considerably as the chalice made a light ' plink ! ' against the vanity top. She swallows on reflex, but remains planted in her stop a few feet behind the other. Her brow furrowed, as she turned the problem over in her mind. Would she have done anything different ? Her stomach feels as if it drops from underneath her & she closes her eyes against the sensation. " That isn't what it looks like from the outside ... certainly you know that. Frankly, I would think it'd be more insulting to your sensibilities to meddle in the affairs of those lesser than ... " She can already tell humanity plays no greater role to Mary than cattle in a field to lord over. Her own experience had been a mixed bag when it came to mortals. Sure, she hunted her own fair share - but, they truly were the dregs of society. Lisette resists the urge to smack the chalice away from the other woman's smug-set lips. Copper curls quiver from bridled frustrations never to be laid bare. She had the personal suspicion that perhaps Mary had been rotten at her core after her turning & it was finally all coming out in the wash. Lisette listens transfixed by the history, though she can't bring herself to empathize with the philosophy. She raised her eyebrow defiantly when Mary mentioned being enlightened. " It's strange how you claim to be an enlightened predator, when much of your ideology & sentiment is still stagnating in the middle ages. " Lisette understands the risk of flippancy, but whatever will pass between them is simply going to have to be a footnote to this chapter of their newly mingled history. For what it was worth, though the words were barbed with critical sarcasm, Lisette did not outright condemn what she'd heard this evening. " Ah, well ... only one question left to ask, then: Is it intrinsic to your brand of zealotry to be condescending, or is that your special personal flair shining through ? "

but with the cult, she granted all of the vampires underneath her the affection that she had never received from her own mother and as a result? mary thought she became the perfect 'caretaker.' how this related to the culling of the village was that, because she saw her act of doing so as a way of 'saving them,' then her followers also had no reason to seemingly disagree with her as offering anyone salvation was an 'act of mercy.' but in any case, mary looked at her nails for a moment as the shiny surface of them reflected her face. they were a blood red color, which contrasted nicely with the ironically white lace dress she wore (considering white was the color of purity) and tried to see things from lisette's point of view.

okay, so she believed that it would actually be bothersome for someone who believed themselves to be above humans to interfere in their lives. which would've made sense, if it weren't for the fact that she viewed it as a necessary and benevolent act, mary thought. she rose her shoulders up in a shrug as she closed her eyes for a moment and said, ❝ well, you may believe what you wish about me, lisette. though don't go saying to any of my followers lest you want to be escorted out of here. i already told you how i view myself, and that is as a gardener, who's ultimate role is to help their plants - yes? but humans have been wanting to believe in the false comfort that the belief that things can get better without suffering first brings them for centuries now. i was only trying to help them with their own miniature transformation to shed their own human weaknesses, so they could become like me eventually. ❞

❝ free of their own limitations. ❞ mary, now standing, looked at the clock within her bedroom and hummed to herself. she had told her children they were all to meet to have dinner together soon, so they shouldn't gorge themselves on blood before then. but beatrix had always been a bit of a wildcard whenever it came to rules, so perhaps mary should check on her to make sure she wasn't doing just that. she only hummed in feigned interest at lisette's clear attempt to try to anger her (or so she thought) as she walked to the coat rack near her coffin, feeling along the leather of the coat she was about to grab. ❝ aye, well, the actual 'enlightened' age belief that all lives are precious is a historical blip in my mind. or basically, a brief moment of weakness before reality reasserts itself. so maybe my thinking is old but that doesn't automatically mean its incorrect to everyone. ❞

mary slung on the black leather coat by pulling her arms through the sleeves, only to finally secure it over her shoulders as well. she caught onto what both lisette said and didn't say and thought it was kind of curious that she didn't completely discredit what she was saying, despite being what she'd call by definition 'stubborn.' maybe lisette still hoped that she might want to find an ally in her somewhere, as a result, is the only reasoning mary could think behind this. she only snorted at what was said next and placed a hand on the other's shoulder, jostling it a bit playfully, ❝ oh, bloody hell — was this about me saying 'no' to you while we were talking? because i do realize how that sounded, now that i look back on it, and i apologize. i just tend to get very passionate about things when describing my beliefs. so, personal flair, perhaps? ❞