Sin
Half Breed
[M:-150]
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Post by Sin on Jul 16, 2010 20:45:41 GMT -5
Sin jumped into the water at the sight, and only got part of the impact. "Now you hate me? Why would that be?" He said after he punced out of the water, standing next to Sixx. "That blood wasn't of a living body. You have nothing to fear, phantom. You're fine. For now..." He smirked. Sin pulled out his katana and brought it across Sixx's chest. When sixx fell backwards, Sin loomed over his body. "Get up." He said, and used his claws to throw Sixx into a tree."
"Hate is a very strong emotion. It's not polite." Sin said as he clawed Sixx's chest. It was starting to bleed. "You don't want that. Especially for the strong." He clawed shoulder. "Now... You seem to be quite a hasty one. Maybe this will slow your roll." Sin thrust his katana into Sixx's stomach, and into the tree. He then twisted it, to make it hurt more. This would surely establish dominance. This was how he was going to prove his point. Then he realised... This is what he promised himself he wouldnt do... Oh well, this rat desserves it, he thought. He then backed up, to watch what would happen, holding tight to the handle of his katana.
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{ Sixx
Phantom
[M:0]
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Post by { Sixx on Jul 16, 2010 21:16:54 GMT -5
Now you hate me? Why would that be? Sixx continued to leer at the halfbreed, his eyes watering with the tears of both physical and emotional pain. It was all this stupid halfbreed's fault. He ruined Thomas's perfect skin. And he would pay for it, too. Sixx would make sure of that. That blood wasn't of a living body. You have nothing to fear, phantom. This only reminded Sixx that Thomas wasn't alive. He never would be. Not ever again. Finally, the tears started to run down Sixx's pale face. He was just so frustrated, so depressed. He couldn't make a friend. And the only friend he had made, he ruined. It wasn't the halfbreed's fault, he realized. It was his own fault.
Sixx let out a crying sob as he was thrown against the tree. His eyes twisted shut in pain and sorrow as he clasped his hand against the sleeved arm that held him up. Hate is a very strong emotion. It's not polite. Sixx didn't open his eyes as he felt the claws dig into his skin. No, Thomas's skin. "I don't care! That's what I feel for you!" Sixx's voice was littered with sobs. He could barely get the words out. "You ruined Thomas!" he screamed. He wasn't listening to the words that the killer was speaking. He just knew that he was going to kill himself for this. For letting Thomas get hurt like this.
Sixx was in such hysteria, he barely felt the blade sink into his stomach. But he did feel the pain that Thomas would have felt. He made a horribly loud yelp of pain, and let go of the halfbreed's arm, being nailed to the tree by only the sword. When the katana was finally drawn from the body, Sixx fell to the ground, his knees buckling inderneath him. A long wail eminated from his throat. "Nooooo. . .! Thomas!" He continued to sit on his knees, just sobbing uncontrollably. Thomas's name slipped out of his mouth almost every time his body writhed with sobs. Soon, Sixx just couldn't take it anymore. He withdrew his being from Thomas's body, watching it go limp and fall to the ground. That was all that the halfbreed would see, too.
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Sin
Half Breed
[M:-150]
Posts: 28
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Post by Sin on Jul 18, 2010 14:00:18 GMT -5
"Huh. Looks like Casper finally got the point. There's no use in trying to prove you're stronger than you actually are. Oh well. I feel kinda bad for the guy. He seemed to like that body." Sin said to himself. He then took out his knife. On the tree where Sixx was stabbed, he carved the date.This would remind him of how far he had come in such a short time. He wasn't able to stand the sight of blood a day earlier, and now he trashed a body.
Unaware of the phantom's location, he decided to let the issue go. This wouldn't go away, but it wasn't bothering him right now. He decied to head into town. But first, to finish his nap. This time, he climbed up into the tree that he had jumped into during the fight. This tree was the most comfortable, regardless of whether or not it had been used as a weapon. He then took a short nap, and headed into the city, waiting to encounter his next person.
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