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Post by .Rabid Lycan. on Jan 27, 2008 2:40:54 GMT -5
"NO!" he roared, and suddenly he couldn't hear anything. Only the sound of wind whipping past him... when in fact he was standing completely still. "I had those visions.... I had those fucking visions of Lucinda dying! I HAD THE INSIGHT, AND I LET HER DIE ANYWAY!! WHAT KIND OF FUCKING WOLF AM I?? I LET HER DIE!! I FUCKING LET HER DIE!!" He staggered back a step, breathing fast from blood-stained nostrils. "AND I LEFT! AND I COULDN'T CATCH THEM! I COULDN'T CATCH ANY OF THEM!! NOT ONE OF THOSE BASTARDS!! Well... I'VE HAD IT WITH MY MISTAKES! I'VE HAD IT WITH MY FAILURE AS A MATE AND AS A FATHER!" Diablo staggered into a sprint/hobble as he stumbled forward on three legs, burning tears sliding down the sides of his face as he took off past Liv and the ghost of his beloved. I'm a killer again. I'm nothing more.
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Post by Sivoncé™ on Jan 27, 2008 2:48:02 GMT -5
"Then don't keep running away goddammit! If you ever loved me at all, if it meant ANYTHING, STAY!" Lucinda pleaded, shaking with grief.
Liv shook her head, flopping down in the snow to let her tears run free. Annanti, Lucille, and Signus surrounded their mother, murmering words of comfort and nudgind her towards the den.
Paris...
he dashed after the wolf, eyes wide with excitement. "Hey! HEY YOU! Tell me how you....how did you make that red stuff come?" He howled.
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Post by .Rabid Lycan. on Jan 27, 2008 2:53:00 GMT -5
Diablo whirled about, blood flying from his muzzle. "Red stuff? You mean this?" he growled, scarlet staining the ground below. "I killed a murderer and one of your grandmother's attackers... and gnawed off a piece of my leg when a rabid wolf bit me." He turned and continued stalking away. "I'm going to take care of those murderers once and for all!"
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Post by Sivoncé™ on Jan 27, 2008 2:59:51 GMT -5
"You won't find them because they're all already dead!" Liv called suddenly. "I killed one...Risika. Assyria died at the paws of another. Snare was killed by Emmett of the Destinians...well, they both died in a fall. Sylvana died in birthing n the Yozoran camp. Stop chasing down enemies that are already taken care of..."
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Post by .Rabid Lycan. on Jan 27, 2008 3:07:00 GMT -5
"NOT ALL OF THEM ARE DEAD!" Diablo howled. "NOT ALL OF THEM WERE THERE! I MEAN ALL OF THEM! EVERY LAST FUCKING KILLER IN THIS FOREST! MAGNUS, MEPHISTO, TURPIN-- ALL OF THEM!" He limped forward, shaking his head furiously. Oh my god....... what have I done? What have I done? He froze mid-step. What's knew? He began walking again.
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Post by Sivoncé™ on Jan 27, 2008 3:11:51 GMT -5
"That's right. Walk away. It's what you do best, isn't it?" Liv sighed warily, nosing her pups back into the den.
Paris did not follow.
Instead, he perked his ears and followed Diablo, intent upon tracking this character. Magnus? Mephisto? Who were they? The pup would find out...
{he's going to grow up to be a killer. He needs a mentor XD }
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Post by .Rabid Lycan. on Jan 27, 2008 3:16:48 GMT -5
(of course... pick the guy whose covered with blood XD)
The wolf gritted his fangs at Liv's words, closing his eyes completely. "You couldn't understand." He headed forward, a limp in his gait. He was, in fact, running towards his death... and was already vaguely aware that he might very well get mauled in his next dual. Like anyone actually cares if I die he thought angrily. Not even Lucinda will be waiting for me, either. Just the flames and wrath and cold. Liv is right, I am no father. His daughter's words became a chant in his mind. I am no father... And those words sent him spiralling down towards a point of no return.
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Post by Sivoncé™ on Jan 27, 2008 3:23:54 GMT -5
Paris studied this wolf eagerly, noting his every movement. He looked sad in a way...but there was also a slight madness about him. This intrigued Paris greatly, and he pressed onward with a new enthusiasm. I wonder what Signus would say about this! Pssht. Like I'd tell him! This is MY adventure, and mine only!
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Post by .Rabid Lycan. on Jan 27, 2008 3:29:47 GMT -5
Deeper into the forest, Diablo allowed himself to look less prestigious. His head sagged. His step was staggering. He leaned against a tree and vomited. Coughing, Diablo glanced at his leg and muttered curses under his breath before reaching for a bundle of cobwebs on a nearby bush, tearing them off, and wrapping them around his bleeding leg. I am no father.
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Post by Sivoncé™ on Jan 27, 2008 3:32:01 GMT -5
Paris stayed hidden, watching with wide eyes behind a birch tree. "Woah...wicked!" He whispered amazed at the fluids issuing from Diablo. He made mental notes of this icky stuff, and it's terrible odor. Yet...in some odd way, all of this satisfied him.
Okay...this kid is MESSED. xp
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Post by .Rabid Lycan. on Jan 27, 2008 3:38:55 GMT -5
(LOL-- he sounds like Ron from Harry Potter XDXD)
Diablo stared down at his leg with a crazed gleam in his eye. Not rabid, exactly... just crazed. Almost abused. "I will never let you fall... I'll stand up for you forever, I'll be there for you through it all... Even if saving you sends me to Heaven." He lowered his head and tears began to spill from his eyes.
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Post by Sivoncé™ on Jan 27, 2008 4:04:52 GMT -5
Paris narrowed his eyes with slight irritance. He'd been hoping to see more blood, as this wolf called the red stuff. Instead, he'd gotten stuck with a crappy love-singer who made himself cry. Geeze...if this crap made him cry, what did this guy do around Hawthorne Heights? XD
(pahaha! Ah that's creepy I was playing "Guardian Angel" over and over again earlier...)
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Post by .Rabid Lycan. on Jan 27, 2008 4:09:15 GMT -5
(Paris is creeping me out XD)
At last, Diablo sighed. "Look how pretty she is when she falls down..." He stood, narrowing his eyes. His heart was growing colder. I am no father! "No there's no beauty in bleeding mascara!"
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Post by Sivoncé™ on Jan 27, 2008 4:30:11 GMT -5
(bahaha! =] )
Paris sighed heavily. No action here.... Wait...what the heck was mascara? XD
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Post by .Rabid Lycan. on Jan 27, 2008 4:32:08 GMT -5
(lol : "Here lips are quivering like a whithering rose!"In an abrupt second, Diablo was flying across the ground, racing through the woods with a snarl in his throat. "And she's back again!"
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