‡ They call me Ryan Dakobi ‡
ҲҲҲ I'm here to have fun ҳҳҳ
ҲҲҲ and live a life with no ҳҳҳ
ҲҲҲ regrets... ҳҳҳ
Because, really... What's the point of living a life with no fun?
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Ryan mumbled incomprehensible strings of words under his breath as he examined his wrist. It seemed she had bit into a vein, which was causing the blood loss, same for the neck. She was a damn lucky p***k. Taking a deep breath he tried to wave off the dizzy feeling that made everything spin and shake around him. On a normal day, he walked a thin line between being sane and insane. Part of being stuck in a locked room with a person he wanted to hurt but could not kill, slightly tipped his psychological state to being more crazy than normal. Being pumped by adrenaline from trying so hard to hurt her wasn’t really making him more calm either.
“Bwahaha. I made the pretty girl cry, ha…” he said shakily, chuckling a bit. It felt like he was in some sort of weird dream rather than reality. Most of the disorientation had passed by quickly, so he sort of had a better understanding of what was going on. She still hadn’t spoken a word, so now he leaned toward the belief that she really was deaf and couldn’t even hear any of what he had said. That made more sense. Since she never showed any kind of emotion toward any of his threats. That also explained why it was so hard to get a good reaction from her.
He tilted his head as she came closer. What was she doing? He obediently laid down when she pushed him, but only because he was tired and it was getting hard to sit up, not because she wanted him to. He watched as she patched up the bite wounds, causing the bleeding to slow and making it hurt less. “Hey… You’re helping me…? That doesn’t make sense, ‘cuz I just hurt you. You’re confusing. First you make out with me, and then help me after I tried to kill you… You’re real funny like that. I don’t even really know you…” he babbled, not paying much attention or being aware to what words were coming out of his mouth. He disliked being confused because it always fueled his anger problems and made him frustrated for not being able to understand. She certainly seemed to like confusing him with her actions.
Ryan watched as she started to do all these weird symbols with her hands and fingers. Damn, she really was a deaf person… No fair... He groaned a bit and face palmed. Why would he be so stupid to pick a deaf person to kidnap? "Goddamn... You better be joking, Alise." He grunted. It was pointless in saying anything to her if she couldn't hear him, but it also meant he could say anything he wanted and she wouldn't know. But there had to be some way for him to test if she really had the inability to hear. A great idea passed through his head and out of impulse he quickly put it to action. Cupping his hands around his mouth, he yelled at the top of his lungs. "ARE YOU SURE YOU CAN'T HEAR ME!!!???" He screamed this while she was close, trying to direct the sound waves right into her ear so he could really tell if her ears were working or not.