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Jul. 6th, 2007 03:09 amSea of night. Blood on the pavement.
Maybe his knife was dull or he’d failed to realize this teenager was more than human. A few stabs usually did the trick, but the boy Would. Not. Fucking. Die.
He had to resort to his bare hands.
The veins in those eyes swelled red from suffocation.
He would kill him. He would be dead by morning.
( ooc )
Maybe his knife was dull or he’d failed to realize this teenager was more than human. A few stabs usually did the trick, but the boy Would. Not. Fucking. Die.
He had to resort to his bare hands.
The veins in those eyes swelled red from suffocation.
He would kill him. He would be dead by morning.
( ooc )
