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Posted on December 10, 2013 at 00:58:16 AM by † D ' M A N A C O †
Even if the third party was a half-pint whelp. Venomous slits narrow dangerously on the child as sass drips from her muzzle. I can tell by her scent she belongs to Diveen, in the order of the Angels though she boasts far more of the charcoal color of their sinful counterparts. "A little on the dark side for Heaven, ain't you kid?" I rumbled callously over the bridge of my muzzle, entirely ignoring the girl's initial comment. She was a child and her opinion mattered about as much as the opinion of a fly. She hadn't the maturity to really know what the Hell she was talking about. Try a few years out on your own without your legion of Heavenly peers to guide or comfort or protect and see just how cozy and kind the world Really is. Pits dart betwixt the two females, radars pricked to full attention though it was not their words that these ears listened for. It was the sanguine seduction of their hearts.... a gently whispering tat-too tat-too that drummed every so faintly from their chests, the hollows of their throats. I find myself staring at the trachea of the smaller female, pupils dialating an almost imperceptible fraction as I feel myself becoming entirely too hypnotized by that lilting tune. When the scar-faced femme fatale speaks, it takes a moment for her words to sink in, and I must forcibly pull my thoughts- and my gaze, from that dark temptation. It disgruntles me to find that even as I keep the implacable stony face, attempt to retain a neutral state of mind, already my tongue is coated with saliva. My fangs ravenous to sate a Hunger that even I do not understand. Spheres adhere to her as I mull over the tones of her statement. It belied of sarcasm and I let out a grunt. "The only thing I care about is the fact that a couple of freeloaders have decided to pop a squat in My resting place...." It started out a calm statement. It was meant to be, but the deep timber of my voice seemed to grow ever deeper, a black baritone that hinted at what ghastly things crawled just beneath my skin. Obviously I was not the owner of this land, but I had more right to it than either of these tender-gendered midges. Her sharp tongue turns to jab at the younger girl next, stabbing at her with the same vehemence as myself. This, at least, pried a crooked grin from the corners of my lips. She continues on, and my ears flatten against the nape of my skull, for I do not wish to hear her prattle. But her words do peak my interest some, mainly the latter part. "Funny, It's never happened to me either. " There is no pity in my statement. No humor either. Somehow the information only serves to heat my agitation to a roiling sizzle. But then, my radical mood swings never make any sense. The Beast that lurks behind these eyes works under no particular logic. It does not reason, it does not comprehend or negotiate. It only thirsted. And when the Thirst becomes too much to fight, it takes control and consumes me from within. When that happens, All Hell Breaks loose.... and there's no one there to stop it. "Do all females have a tendency to wag their tongues as much as you two?" The daggers that served as my fangs gnashed together as I hissed out the stabbing insult, thinking perhaps if I was volatile enough it would drive the women away before I lost control completely and snapped on them. † D ' M A N A C O † 365 Heavens To Destroy Bastard † 5 years of Filth † Single Wraith † No Hellish Domain † Monster Spawn of Abraxas & Teagan |
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- ~Careful, I Bite~ - By Gecko December 10, 2013 at 06:27:18 AM
and all too soon - By Tick Tock December 11, 2013 at 00:22:57 AM
365 heavens to Destroy - By D'MANACO January 5, 2014 at 03:37:50 AM
~Careful, I Bite~ - By Gecko January 14, 2014 at 11:35:52 PM
you and I must Die - By Tick Tock January 16, 2014 at 02:20:26 AM
365 heavens To Destroy - By D'Manaco January 20, 2014 at 10:51:35 PM
goes the clock - By Tick Tock January 25, 2014 at 10:06:22 PM
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