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imanasset
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Heaven "He can manipulate what we see and hear. It's a pretty impressive ability to wield...you have a very sharp mind, Luka." Avani offered a fond smile towards the new angel. Luka turned a stark red as Sage's hands rested on his shoulders. I--uh, thank you. I can't believe I just did that. Luka looked back into Sage's eyes excitedly. He had caught a slight glimpse of what he was doing, but it was amazing from what he could tell. Perhaps, once he knew how to control it, he would be able to use it with his eyes open. "Deal." Avani smirked and lifted her hand up to reveal a small flame dancing around on her skin. It circled around her fingers and she watched its movements as she began to speak. "Alright, boys. Watch and learn." imanASSet
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Posted 07-15-2018, 09:03 PM |
#50 |
sylvanSpider
Weaver of Webs
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Hell
On Earth, Axle had few tattoos. Those that he had were visible, of course, as were the piercings. Ink dotting his appendages, anyone who looked at him would have known that he belonged to a rather... alternative crowd, a product of the Satanic Panic with a pension to veer towards punk and metal. His blonde haired and blue-eyed Nordic face ensured that he had a place among the white middle or upper class; his tattoos ensured a distinct lack of employability and parental disappointment - but, that was then, when there was hope. He was a troubled youth who could yet be saved, brought in under the wings of the church, under the wings of rehab, under...something. That hope would forever remain unrealized as the drugs took over his life, more and more. The highs eventually plateaued, that sweet spot remaining unreached. He took more and more, eventually overdosing and taking the life of another who shared a similar story. His death and subsequent sacrifice lead him to yearn for more, always searching for that high that could never belong to him again. All that is empty in the drawing should be filled in, the teacher said to us kids. First you sharpen the pencil to fill in the thin whiskers, then you use the thick crayon to fill in the wings with brown, meticulously and without letting the crayon leave the page. Six feet can be traced below the soft belly. Now, breathing is hard to detect on paper, the teacher said to me when I asked, but it is easier to feel it in real life.
Even insects breathe. -Rawi Hage, Cockroach | ||||
Posted 07-16-2018, 12:14 AM |
imanasset
Confused
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Hello ladies, gentleman, and lovely nonbinary folk! Get ready for the greatest comeback you've ever witnessed in ur fuckin' life. We gon' do it, aye, Sis?
Hell Nancy shrugged, considering the challenge. She chewed on her bottom lip and let her eyes wander over to something in the distance. "I've done it once, I figure I could do it more." She glanced back at the tatted demon, her smile growing ever wider. She didn't quite know what it was that made Axle so captivating to her. Perhaps, he was always something that she needed to have; a friend, a guardian, a mentor. Or maybe he was just crazy enough to make her feel completely sain. "Ah, yes...communication." Xander rested a finger gently on his chin, lips pursed in deep thought. He mumbled nonsense into the thick fog of cigarette smoke that lay permanently around their heads. "Oh, yes! That'll work just fine. However, it will take a little time; no more time than it would take to learn the whole language. Give me a week tops. Or even, if we are lucky, a couple of days." He spoke excitedly, signing just as sporadic as the thoughts spilling out of his mouth. "But...first, we need to visit the training facilities; tap into your powers. We will need for you two to gain an understanding of how your body works now and how to use it to your advantage." Xander was already getting out of his seat, pulling keys out of his pocket. "Axle, do you have a way to bring Nancy to the training center or shall I call one of my chauffeurs to pick you up?" He asked. He did not intend for it to sound as though he was mocking Axle's financial situation. However, he realized shortly after he spoke that that was precisely what he had done. imanASSet
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Posted 08-28-2018, 10:20 PM |
#52 |
sylvanSpider
Weaver of Webs
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Hell
Axle smirked, satisfied with Nancy's answer to some degree and he nodded, “Then we'll have to take you in. And I know the best, so you'll know you're in very capable hands.†He stepped from behind the bar, seeing the next bartender coming in late (as usual) and huffing, out of breath (again, as per usual). Despite his being fifteen minutes late, Axle betrayed no look of irritation or anger – he simply walked walked to the doorway, stuck his card in the slot until he heard the audible click of the time stamp hitting paper and rejoined his new hunting group, now free from his shackles of wage slavery. The other bartender, a freckled brunette with a button nose, broad shoulders, and round belly gulped and tossed his head toward Axle:Heaven Sage was quick to agree, swallowing the spit that had gathered at the back of his throat, staring at Luka wide-eyed. He wasn't sure if he'd be able to beat Luka if that was his ability. If he could get into his mind from anywhere on the battlefield, super speed and sharp teeth weren't likely to help him much – especially if he was frozen in place with the same potency he was just moments before. He didn't get much time to dwell on it before Avani's voice cut through his thoughts. The shitshow was about to begin. [[Hey lovely! Okay, so I started the battle sequence, meaning I had to god mod your character a bit. If you don't like the stuff in brackets feel free to tell me no and I'll happily edit it. Most of the time, I try to do battle sequences in chat so that we can do a back to back to back type action sequence type...fuckin' thing. Shit, words are hard. Anyway, if you don't like it, I'll change it, but I left the rest of the battle up to you! ^^]] All that is empty in the drawing should be filled in, the teacher said to us kids. First you sharpen the pencil to fill in the thin whiskers, then you use the thick crayon to fill in the wings with brown, meticulously and without letting the crayon leave the page. Six feet can be traced below the soft belly. Now, breathing is hard to detect on paper, the teacher said to me when I asked, but it is easier to feel it in real life.
Even insects breathe. -Rawi Hage, Cockroach | ||||
Posted 09-02-2018, 02:15 AM |
imanasset
Confused
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*heyyyyy bb just assume that whenever Xander talks to the demons he is also signing* Hell Xander realized now that no one had understood what he was thinking, which was fair, but it was annoying. He sighed heavily before turning around to face the three other demons. "Yes, perhaps I was getting ahead of myself," Xander chuckled and looked at the floor,"I think I have an idea that will allow you to understand the language and sign without having to put any time and effort into it." Xander approached the demons once again, putting his keys back into his pocket. "I have the ability to mimic any power that my target possesses. Unfortunately, I do not know many that would be willing to let me mimic their powers; for it is a painful process." Xander's eyebrows furrowed together as he elaborated. "So, that's why it may take a little bit, I'll have to find an angel with telepathic abilities. Which means, that we need to train as quickly as we can." Nancy looked at the red-haired demon. He looked fucking crazy. Though, she figured that she would eventually be in his place, that is, if she survived that long. "So, if I understand you correctly, we need to kidnap an angel that has telepathy?" Xander translated her question before coughing into his hand. "Yes, but I'm experienced in this!" Why did he say that? Way to impress a pretty girl. "What I mean is...this isn't my first time around the block. However, it will be for the both of you ladies." He spun to Axle. "Shall we go to the training arena?" Heaven Avani felt the coolness leaving goosebumps on her skin as the ice melted into puddles around her feet. If Katarina could manipulate ice, could she also manipulate water? This could be detrimental to the battle. Her flames could easily be put out by the amount of water surrounding her. Avani popped her neck before her complexion started to wilt away, revealing charred and burning coals. She was glowing a hot red as the water that she stood in started to boil. A sickening hiss sounded as the bubbling liquid filled the air as hot moisture. Avani's eyes were devoid of anything but burning flame, a smirk riddling her features. "إذن ، ماذا سيكون؟" imanASSet
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Posted 09-03-2018, 09:46 PM |
#54 |
sylvanSpider
Weaver of Webs
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**You got it bb**
Hell Olivia watched Xander's hands flying wildly as he explained to the others what was going on in his mind. She sat forward in her seat, ready to be able to communicate with everyone else. Clasping her hands in her lap, her right leg began to twitch slightly with anticipation.Heaven Katarina gulped realizing that her opponent was following her train of thought and she put her hands out, freezing the water where it stopped in place. From the outside, it looked as though Avani was trapped in a sheet of ice, though Katarina knew better than to believe that she'd stay stuck for long. Her outstretched fingers clenched and the ice collapsed on itself – with the fellow angel caught inside – praying that that would do the job and crush her where she stood. All that is empty in the drawing should be filled in, the teacher said to us kids. First you sharpen the pencil to fill in the thin whiskers, then you use the thick crayon to fill in the wings with brown, meticulously and without letting the crayon leave the page. Six feet can be traced below the soft belly. Now, breathing is hard to detect on paper, the teacher said to me when I asked, but it is easier to feel it in real life.
Even insects breathe. -Rawi Hage, Cockroach
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Posted 09-03-2018, 10:26 PM |
imanasset
Confused
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*Xander is translating and signing whenever he speaks Hell Xander chuckled. "No offense taken. I understand that I am not the most knowledgeable in these matters. And yes, that is precisely what my intent was. It would make all of our lives easier." He ran a hand through his unruly locks after he had finished signing. "I don't mind if we kill the angel. After all, that is our purpose. Though, they might be able to help us. He shrugged before catching a glimpse at Olivia's unnerved features. He cleared his throat before stepping over to Olivia. "I know that it sounds inhumane and immoral, but I had to do these things in order to ensure my own survival. It's hard to come to terms with, yes, but this place knows how to corrupt." Xander sighed heavily and looked down at his hands. "I gave up my memories. I have no recollection of how I got here or who I used to be. I was the blankest of slates...but even I had to succumb to the wickedness of Hell." He looked back into her frosted eyes; he was evil, absolute chaos, but around her, he wanted nothing but to be pure. "I know it's hard, but please, we have to do this." He rested a hand on her shoulder. "What do you say, shall we train?" Nancy furrowed her brows but maintained a smirk. What was his wink all about? He's probably just trying to be friendly, though, was Axle really all that friendly? Maybe he just wants to get into her pants. Nonetheless, she followed the tattooed demon out of the bar and into the coolness of night. "So, what does this place look like exactly? Is it like a football field?" Heaven Luka's eyes were wide in shock as he watched the events unfold before him. If he was frightened at just the thought of training, how would he ever handle deadly confrontations at the border? He could only hope that instinct would kick in. Avani's skin sizzled and went out within the ice. She winced as the cold enveloped her. No, it's not over.. She thought to herself before focusing in on the faint spark running dancing on her tongue. And with a piercing scream, an explosion slipped from her charred lips, shattering the ice. It piled around her feet in large chunks. Full flames licked aggressively over her coaled skin and she retrieved a dagger that sat happily at her waist. Its original metallic silver was lost in a glowing, hot red that sputtered threatening sparks on the ground. "Did you think you were winning?" Avani ran forcefully ahead, dagger brought up above her head in hopes that she could get a good stab in. imanASSet
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Posted 09-04-2018, 10:12 PM |
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sylvanSpider
Weaver of Webs
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Hell
Axle's attention turned to the small blonde, watching her eyes dart from demon to demon. She was terrified. He could almost taste it. While fear was generally something he relished, it was something that would need to be trained out of her. Fear, he knew, was how demons died too soon on the battlefield. She sat there, hands clasped, leg twitching, pretty eyes waiting to see the next spectacular thing Hell had to offer. Axle guessed the next spectacular thing would be murders that didn't count in the arena, shortly thereafter being parts of the redhead he himself wouldn't care to see if his life depended on it. “I suppose that is true. But mercy isn't exactly my uh...my forte, so to speak,†he mused. He noted Olivia's facial expression and laughed, “Hey at least he's versed in kidnapping. I'm only versed in murder.â€Heaven Sage watched the two veteran angels fighting like a clash of the titans. Goddesses of fire and ice at war for nothing more than the hell of it. Their movements were fluid, graceful a fatal dance of sweat and adrenaline. All that is empty in the drawing should be filled in, the teacher said to us kids. First you sharpen the pencil to fill in the thin whiskers, then you use the thick crayon to fill in the wings with brown, meticulously and without letting the crayon leave the page. Six feet can be traced below the soft belly. Now, breathing is hard to detect on paper, the teacher said to me when I asked, but it is easier to feel it in real life.
Even insects breathe. -Rawi Hage, Cockroach | ||||
Posted 09-04-2018, 11:03 PM |
imanasset
Confused
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Hell
Xander sighed. "Please, trust me. I know that we've only just met, but you have to know that I am doing all of this in your best interest." He hated to see her so terrified of this place, of the others, of him...he wanted Olivia to be able to see beyond the iniquities. "I will never make you kill out of maliciousness, but I need to you to be able to kill when you are in danger. We can't risk losing such potential." He offered an outstretched hand to the frighted demon, her eyes holding a purity unknown to Xander. "Can you do that for me?" "So, where is this fancy ride of yours anyway?" Nancy laughed, covering her mouth a bit. Heaven Luka's mouth fell agape as he stared incredulously at the collapsed angel. Oh, my god. Oh, no. He scrambled over to her, but Avani, still cooling down from the battle, held an arm out to stop Luka. "Wait." She said sternly. She walked over to Katarina's side and knelt down beside her. Katarina, you're one hell of an opponent." She whispered gently, resting a hand on the girl's arm. Avani's skin started to build back up like a spider building its web. Red and sticky strings laced themselves together before they were painted with a lovely caramel coating. Her eyes returned to their original light brown but her lips remained pursed in a tight line. "It's still very hard for me to cause this much harm to someone, but it must be done. For there is no other way to uncover your full potential. When you fight here, you must know that these small battles should be taken seriously. The border does not show mercy. That is why, even when I felt that I couldn't, I had to defeat my opponent." imanASSet
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Posted 09-04-2018, 11:29 PM |
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sylvanSpider
Weaver of Webs
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Hell
Olivia pressed her lips tightly together, nodding. She wasn't exactly the bastion of innocence with the amount of payback she'd dealt – but they deserved it. If they were killing angels, they were killing decent people, right? Decent people that go to the Border to kill other people... she reminded herself. I will fight...and I will kill, she signed carefully, looking Xander in the eyes attempting comfort, It will be hard at first, but I believe I can.Heaven Sage stood, still enamored from the fight though it was now over. He'd already died on the battlefield a couple of times now, at the hands of the angel who now lay face down, gorgeous blonde locks now soaked in her own blood. He knew she would get back up, and yet, and yet, someone so strong was brought down so low right before his eyes. All that is empty in the drawing should be filled in, the teacher said to us kids. First you sharpen the pencil to fill in the thin whiskers, then you use the thick crayon to fill in the wings with brown, meticulously and without letting the crayon leave the page. Six feet can be traced below the soft belly. Now, breathing is hard to detect on paper, the teacher said to me when I asked, but it is easier to feel it in real life.
Even insects breathe. -Rawi Hage, Cockroach
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Posted 09-06-2018, 03:05 PM |
imanasset
Confused
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Hell
Xander grinned and rested a hand on her shoulder. He had hope in her. "C'mon, let's go train." He signed before grabbing her hand and leading her out of the bar. The night air was crisp and cool against their skin. The sky was clouded over as Xander pulled Olivia in a nearby alley, the dim street lights barely illuminating the dark brick buildings. "I'm glad Axle decided to take Nancy. I won't have to call my chauffeur. Instead, we can take my bike." Now, this was quite strange, seeing as there was no sign of a bike anywhere, not even a regular bicycle. However, when Xander dug around in his pocket and presented a set of keys he pressed a few buttons and soon a sleek, expensive vehicle unveiled itself. "It's camouflaged. Haha, kind of like Nancy, huh?" Xander walked over to the glowing vehicle. It hovered above the ground dipping only slightly as he got on. He motioned for Olivia to get on. She walked over hesitantly and sat on the back of the seat. Xander chuckled before he grabbed her hands and wrapped them around his waist. The bike rumbled to life and Xander picked his feet up before speeding off out of the alley in the direction of the arena. Nancy was in shock at how such a small device could morph into a completely new machine. Her mouth fell agape before she looked back to Axle. She lifted her foot up and quickly stepped on, holding her breath. Her face flushed a deep red. Why was she so terrified of this thing? Heaven Luka's eyes widened as he looked back to Sage, completely horrified. His stomach twisted and churned inside of him and his chest felt as though it was being squeezed tightly. "I don't want to do this. I really don't." "Luka, you have to do this. You have to do it in order to survive." Avani said, glancing back to Katarina. "Remember, you aren't killing him. This is the arena, it's physically impossible." Luka swallowed the lump in his throat and turned to Sage. His mind was going a million miles and his palms turned an icy cool. He just wanted to be engulfed by a thick, dense cloud. He didn't want to see or be seen, but soon he shook his head and began to think of something. He focused all of his energy on the thought of a room; concrete walls swallowing Sage up. imanASSet
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Posted 09-29-2018, 08:03 PM |
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sylvanSpider
Weaver of Webs
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Hell
The hand on Olivia's shoulder was a comfort, it was an anchor in her new silent world. Her former life was once defined by the sounds around her: music, overheard conversations of passersby, the tone in a voice, the steady sound of her feet beneath her. All of that was gone now, all she had were the remaining four senses, and where she once hated being touched, Xander's provided relief. The tension in her shoulders eased and when his hand found hers, she followed without a second thought. Bike? she signed back when both hands were free, It seats two?Heaven “No, no, no. I can't. I don't even know how to use my powers yet, much less how to use them against anyone. I can't do this, Kat, I just can't,†Sage said, casting doubtful glances to Luka. Luka had his back. The thought of biting him like he would a big, juicy steak made him sick to his stomach. On Earth, in the mortal realm, he'd become accustomed to his brother's cooking; rich spices, tender pasta, the sweetest sweets were familiar to tongue. But flesh – raw flesh – ripped right off the bone of a human looking creature complete with likely screams of pain to make it so much worse. All that is empty in the drawing should be filled in, the teacher said to us kids. First you sharpen the pencil to fill in the thin whiskers, then you use the thick crayon to fill in the wings with brown, meticulously and without letting the crayon leave the page. Six feet can be traced below the soft belly. Now, breathing is hard to detect on paper, the teacher said to me when I asked, but it is easier to feel it in real life.
Even insects breathe. -Rawi Hage, Cockroach | ||||
Posted 10-06-2018, 04:36 PM |
imanasset
Confused
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Hell Xander nodded, a small, reassuring smile playing upon his lips. "It's safe, I promise. I won't put you in harm's way when we are off the battlefield." He signed before patting the leather seat behind him.-- As Axle and Nancy rode through the air, she couldn't help but feel completely liberating. A life imprisoned could small things like going out for a walk seem like a million dollars, but this feeling was not derived from the absence of freedom. No, this came from something else. This was something completely new, but somehow familiar.Heaven Avani looked to Katarina. She sure knew how to manipulate. Her speech, albeit completely true, was a clever scheme to knock the boys out of their daydreams. They had to realize that this was real, that this is what they had to do. Kat knew exactly how to convince them. She smiled to herself as the two angels begrudgingly began their battle. imanASSet
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Posted 12-28-2018, 01:48 AM |
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sylvanSpider
Weaver of Webs
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Hell
Olivia didn't need her hearing to experience the sensory sensations that were overtaking her on the bike. She held onto Xander tight, tight enough that she almost worried she'd be a distraction. The wind whipped through her hair, rushed by her face, stole the breath from her lungs. But, it was okay. Everything was okay because here, in this moment, she felt more alive than she ever did when she was alive. No amount of drugs gave her a sensation quite like this. The closest she'd come was riding on a motorcycle, but then she could feel the contact of the wheels to the ground. This was something else; the ride was smooth and bumpless, completely free of the ground below.><><><><>< The trip was nothing new to Axle and even the flourishes thrown on for added entertainment's value were done with an air of nonchalance and a straight face. They landed and Axle let go of Nancy, nodding to the words, shadowed over by the night. “It used to light up,†Axle said, shoving his hands in his pockets and tossing back a lock of his hair, “There for a few years, anyway. When it stopped working, it was just never fixed, just like fucking everything around here,†he said, cracking his knuckles. He looked up to see Nancy unsteadily stepping off and he held his hand out for her to take.Heaven Katarina's eyes were cold, assessing. Her words nothing more than the cold, hard truth. It felt doubly true for Sage who knew the only place he could potentially taste anything ever again – there on the battlefield. She knew this. Sage wasn't the first to give up taste that she'd seen, and likely, he wouldn't be the last. Now, she needed to coerce the boy to the fight. All that is empty in the drawing should be filled in, the teacher said to us kids. First you sharpen the pencil to fill in the thin whiskers, then you use the thick crayon to fill in the wings with brown, meticulously and without letting the crayon leave the page. Six feet can be traced below the soft belly. Now, breathing is hard to detect on paper, the teacher said to me when I asked, but it is easier to feel it in real life.
Even insects breathe. -Rawi Hage, Cockroach | ||||
Posted 01-01-2019, 11:24 PM |
imanasset
Confused
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Hell Xander gestured to the building. Don't let its appearance startle you. It's actually quite comfortable inside. He smirked. He shoved the key deep into his coat pockets and proceeded towards the weathered structure. It was not comfortable in the slightest like Xander had previously stated. Actually, it was the mere opposite. The arena, as he had theorized, had never been in peak condition.==== Nancy stepped further into the arena. She felt a bit intimidated by the possibilities, but she was willing to grow stronger. Of course, that's what she was always striving to be back on Earth. She wanted to save others and conquer. Here, she could actually do it. Nancy was no longer a slave to the system. She would be independent once more.Heaven From her observation, Avani was impressed by the show they both had been putting on. Luka's powers proved to be beneficial but only seemed to give him the upper hand for a limited amount of time. Sage's abilities were powerful as well. Through whatever hallucinations Luka had given him, he was still able to find the other boy. His hunger seemed to overpower his lack of vision and hearing. imanASSet
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Posted 01-02-2019, 12:52 AM |
#64 |
sylvanSpider
Weaver of Webs
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Hell
Olivia couldn't believe him. There was something to his face that said “I'm being sarcastic†even as she knew he'd never actually lie to her. She'd look up to see what the building looked like, but the dark of night prevented her from even making the gesture, and thinking about it a little longer helped her realize that she'd never get the chance to see it during the day. Death was a strange thing.><><><><><>< Axle drew the eyes of the other demons in the arena, that much was certain. Some even stopped mid-battle to note his presence. He was a regular there and always provided a show. Sure, he looked normal enough now (as normal as a black eyed punk rocker could look) with a face of stoicism and apathy, but those who stopped knew him as one who changed to a completely different person when fighting. He seemed to give up his humanity losing all sanity, like he was high.Heaven Sage inhaled deeply through his nose, taking in the scent of Sage's neck flesh, “You tried to fool me, and you came close. But you...you smell so...so sososo good.†Even as he spoke, he could see multiple Lukas, all facing him, and all looking at him with a face begging him to stay confused. They all spoke to him, but only one gave off that delicious smell. All that is empty in the drawing should be filled in, the teacher said to us kids. First you sharpen the pencil to fill in the thin whiskers, then you use the thick crayon to fill in the wings with brown, meticulously and without letting the crayon leave the page. Six feet can be traced below the soft belly. Now, breathing is hard to detect on paper, the teacher said to me when I asked, but it is easier to feel it in real life.
Even insects breathe. -Rawi Hage, Cockroach | ||||
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