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Apr. 21st, 2011 10:02 pmWhere is Solve?
[Is the first thing anyone will hear. The squelching, ripping sound of some one's chest cavity bring torn open by his hand is the next thing seen. Sebastian's tired of playing around and he's bored out of his mind. He wants the tasty souls of the festering living within that household. Revenge is a sweet dish and he's more than happy to eat it. Fingers flex outwards, pulling on the spinal column. The NPC in question leaks blood from his nose and eyes, ears and mouth, and the more he pulls the more the other chokes and sobs on the pain. He's keeping him alive, if only for this. When he knows no more, and only when his pain begins to bore the demon, the man jerks and snaps it completely, causing the body to go limp.
Aesthtics still in place, his tongue sweeps over the blood covering his bare hand, flicking it slowly into the red mess. The soul wasn't worth eating. Neither was the body. He's still picky and won't feed on just anyone. But without certain rules in place, he's as free as he can be without limitations. Those same bloodied hands lower to pick up the fallen PCD, thumb smearing blood over it.
His face is nothing but a wicked gleeful smile, cracked wide to display all those serrated teeth and the long nails. Hair long, clothes no longer depicting a butler, without a name is the demon before it]
Negi. You'll tell me, won't you? Anyone that tells me where Solve is, I'll spare their life.
[Is the first thing anyone will hear. The squelching, ripping sound of some one's chest cavity bring torn open by his hand is the next thing seen. Sebastian's tired of playing around and he's bored out of his mind. He wants the tasty souls of the festering living within that household. Revenge is a sweet dish and he's more than happy to eat it. Fingers flex outwards, pulling on the spinal column. The NPC in question leaks blood from his nose and eyes, ears and mouth, and the more he pulls the more the other chokes and sobs on the pain. He's keeping him alive, if only for this. When he knows no more, and only when his pain begins to bore the demon, the man jerks and snaps it completely, causing the body to go limp.
Aesthtics still in place, his tongue sweeps over the blood covering his bare hand, flicking it slowly into the red mess. The soul wasn't worth eating. Neither was the body. He's still picky and won't feed on just anyone. But without certain rules in place, he's as free as he can be without limitations. Those same bloodied hands lower to pick up the fallen PCD, thumb smearing blood over it.
His face is nothing but a wicked gleeful smile, cracked wide to display all those serrated teeth and the long nails. Hair long, clothes no longer depicting a butler, without a name is the demon before it]
Negi. You'll tell me, won't you? Anyone that tells me where Solve is, I'll spare their life.
