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vatheon2012-05-13 08:32 pm
contemptibility) wrote in vatheon2012-05-13 08:32 pm
Entry tags:
tiir rumibul; oo3
Who: Tiir and vatheon!
Where: Somewhere on the streets.
When: Morning.
Style: [I'm lazy sob]
Status: Open!
Warnings: Blood and death, because Tiir is a psychopath like that. Also be warned that if you attack him, he will probably just leave the scene f-fffff. :D;
[... Ah. Ahaha—
Guriko is gone again. He should've expected this.
Either way, he goes out to do what always comes to mind when he's in a bad mood: kill. In the back of his mind, he knows that it's wrong (Minato would disapprove—) but he made no promises. He agreed not to feed on others, yes, but not on taking a life.
And right now, morals be damned—he needs to kill.
Consequently, one poor local is getting his head grabbed by Tiir, whose eyes are glowing brightly as he applies pressure. It's a bloody means of killing, but it's familiar and that's exactly what he's aiming for as the man's head bursts, soaking a smirking Tiir in blood.
Tossing the body onto the ground, he starts to laugh, even though there's nothing particularly amusing about the situation. He laughs, because he doesn't know how else to react.
... It's better than crying over this, at least.]
vatheon!Where: Somewhere on the streets.
When: Morning.
Style: [I'm lazy sob]
Status: Open!
Warnings: Blood and death, because Tiir is a psychopath like that. Also be warned that if you attack him, he will probably just leave the scene f-fffff. :D;
[... Ah. Ahaha—
Guriko is gone again. He should've expected this.
Either way, he goes out to do what always comes to mind when he's in a bad mood: kill. In the back of his mind, he knows that it's wrong (Minato would disapprove—) but he made no promises. He agreed not to feed on others, yes, but not on taking a life.
And right now, morals be damned—he needs to kill.
Consequently, one poor local is getting his head grabbed by Tiir, whose eyes are glowing brightly as he applies pressure. It's a bloody means of killing, but it's familiar and that's exactly what he's aiming for as the man's head bursts, soaking a smirking Tiir in blood.
Tossing the body onto the ground, he starts to laugh, even though there's nothing particularly amusing about the situation. He laughs, because he doesn't know how else to react.
... It's better than crying over this, at least.]
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But you'll be okay, right?
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[He tilts his head.]
I'll miss her, but it's hardly the end of the world.