Trying to avoid the blade, Gex sidstepped the young girl and watched, with a detatched interest, as the blade punctured the woman's stomach. It seems like the blade was hungry for blood. Reminded him of someone else, used to anyway. Traceing the brunette's face, Gex let his eyes droop, to try to lock out the pain he saw it hers. "It appears I didn't have to Ma'am. Such a shame too. you might have even given me something I wanted."
From his hand, a stake carved of bone appeared. He pulled back his black hood to reveal his tattoed forehead, and his unruly hair. He truly did detest this. At the very least, he thought she should see her killer's face. "All I need is your heart. Actually, I need to borrow it, to help a few who have lost who they are. Your heart is filled with enough kindness to do that."
napkins don't lie.
*looks at hand* I love duct tape I love the sound it makes duct tape duct tape duct tape
*missing hand ......................ow.
thanks dude *high five*
make a post with you talking then I can come in then.
Staring upwards into the tinted window from the cobblestone street, A figure lurked, analyzing his objective. Tightening his hood over his head, he thought about what he was about to do. His hands would be stained today with dark crimson. In return, he whould not be paid in his proper currency. How wasteful. This wasn't how he practiced killing, not like a machine. Clenching his pale fists, he opened a portal into the windowed room. Passing through, he looked down upon his target, warm and safe in a soft bed. It was indeed her, the woman in pink with the long braid of hair. "Greetings, Aerith" He whispered softly to the sleeping woman. He really didn't want to do this, but it was to benifit his collegues, and in turn satisfy himself. "Sorry it had to come to this, but there is something I need to borrow from you."
hey dude sup?
*pokes* I want to say something witty and mentally stirring since that isn't going to happen please pretend I posted a funny pic.
thanks dude
she on the front page? btw I actualy have to leave for tommorow and the day after can we postpone?
she has an oc? I thought she didn't like those
against who?
*shakes head, smiles* figures
*take hot shower* how's it been? why are we in vm's?
*feels violated* how...how could you? oh and hey
Not far from the prince and his company, the Cloaked man was playing with his latest prize. It was a small box, no bigger than his hand, but was covered in engravings and a fine pitch black finish. At the front, where the lit and the base kissed, there was a beautiful lock laced in gold. Such a find this was. The box alone would be enough to hire a doctor if hauked at the proper blackmarket. However, such a Box could only be filled with something even more valueable, A ring, or maybe even a jewel. The man's hood danced and shivered. He was weezing. Taking a few ragged breaths, he composed himself. "Looks like I'll need to get a doc for both of us sis." Shaking off the garments on the right side of his body, The man revealed his secret to the barren alley. The dark fur, the hooked claws, The hooded man was no man at all, but a beast. Slowly, the manbeast shoved his pinkie claw into the lock yawning hole. After a few moments of jiggling and clicking, the boxed opened. Smiling beneath his weathered rags, the theif pocketed his prize again. He'll surprise himself on the box's content when he reached the market.
Saro sat on all fours, watching ravinously as his Beta ate. She looked so powerful, even starved she had such strength. He doubled over clutching his gut, it felt like his stomach was trying to eat itself alive. Dammit, if he had caught that nymph he could have eaten sooner.
While she was gone, Saro dived back into the river he was thrown into and came out with a fish. It wasn't huge, but it was a decent size. He needed to contribute someway to today's catch, otherwise he couldn't consider himself a wolf. "Please Beta, take the first bite. It is customary."
