tiir rumibul (
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vatheon2012-05-13 08:32 pm
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tiir rumibul; oo3
Who: Tiir and
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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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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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Here to scorn me?
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[It's just about the balance. It's always about the balance. A few people dying isn't a problem. Too many people dying tips the scale.]
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If this were my world, I wouldn't have hesitated to kill every last one of them. Here, though... I suppose there are limits.
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[Look he can use big words.]
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[And there's that pang of guilt, thanks to Minato, but while that's far more than he could ever say before... considering his current mood, it's nothing more than that—a fleeting feeling.
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[... He thinks of Minato, and how he'd react—]
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[... He looks down at the body again.]
Need help cleaning up?
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I can't say that's something I normally do.
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... Usually.
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I can't say I've ever gone out of my way to avoid that either.
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Hardly unusual.
[... He does this kind of thing a lot, can you tell—]
I'll deal with that if the problem arises, though it has yet to in this world.