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 Posted: Wed Jan 27, 2010 7:44 pm
He watched as she snatched his hand for a second time, bit down hard and pain flared along with anger in a messy, endless spiral. He wanted to smash her face into the ground until it resembled that hamburger meat, and the thought suddenly sent an icy chill down his spine.
If he did that, what was to stop Beryl from ripping the power right back out of him?
You are mine.
He lifted one hand up, muscles bunching as the ridiculously oversized broad sword appeared. In an instant, the sharp edge was pressed to the girl's throat, and he longed to decapitate her in a swift, single motion. He was a Captain. There was no room for failure, for disappointed.
"Speak about the Queen like that again, and I'll haul your a** in so fast for insubordination that you'll wish I'd be the one killing you." He breathed quietly, staring at her face with slightly narrowed eyes. "You are lower than dirt. You are a lieutenant. And if I told you to rip out your own ******** starseed and stomp on it, I goddamn expect you to do it for the sake of the Negaverse. Are we clear, Lieutenant Moonstone?"
The humor had finally faded from his tone, and every inch of Obsidian vibrating with restrained violence.
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Posted: Wed Jan 27, 2010 7:48 pm
It was as much, his potential for violence, that stopped her, probably more than his words. The blade helped mind you...
Teeth at her throat, Alpha dog, hell Alpha ******** Berzerker -wolf- if you came down to it...
She was tense as a bow string for a moment before subsiding, Belly up, throat exposed... f--ck.
"Crystal.... Captain." Her voice was devoid of everything in that moment, the dagger edge between her utter guilt and shame, and the tight knot of rage and murderous intent that had bunched itself into such a tight black coil within her.
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Posted: Wed Jan 27, 2010 7:54 pm
He would sit there for a long moment, staring at her, and only when she spoke would he slowly ease the pressure of the blade. Then, clipped, he rose to his feet and tossed the sword into nothing. "As you were then, lieutenant." That seemed to be it, and he turned his back, ready to teleport out of there and leave her exactly as she was.
...Yes. Exactly how she was.
There was a snap of his fingers, and the great, shadowed beast made a repulsive sound before it vomited up the blood and gore it had devoured only minutes ago, and the accompanying smell was enough to make eyes water.
"Clean this s**t up." And with that, he was gone, and after a moment, the creature would lumber deeper into the forest, leaving Moonstone alone with her mess.
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Posted: Wed Jan 27, 2010 7:59 pm
"....." She stared, stomach churning and wondered if you could just vomit stomach acid.
She bit down the new title she wanted so BADLY to call him and searched till she found the shovel she wanted... cursing... and started to dig.
This was going to be a long... night.
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