slukhtis: (ruin ► why are you here)
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[ tap, tap tap, tap, tap tap tap, thunk.

Boy does someone sound painfully bored right now: ]


I dreamt we all drowned in a river of blood. That fire burned the Tower and it bled like a bitch.

[ A suffering sigh. ]

But then Robin came out of fucking nowhere and kicked me in the head.

[ For the record? His mind is a very special place. Even he doesn't understand what the fuck is going on in it half the time. ]
slukhtis: (war ► enemy of mine)
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[ The grimoire opens with a loud crash. Something falls and shatter violently, he doesn't know what, but something did. And he growls painfully, it's all he can do to stop himself from crying out--fuck it hurts. He's accustomed to pain, most of his known life has been full of it, but this? This is worse than anything he as encountered.

He reaches out for something, anything, only to feel himself fall and crash heavily onto the floor jarring his shoulder. It is dull in comparison. He considers dislocating it just to see what would hurt more. ]


Fucking--

[ A string of ancient words leave his mouth in a low pain filled slur. For the sake of his pride he tries not to groan, he tries but it comes out anyway, bouncing off the walls of his room. (It's safe, he thinks, they can't hear in. Little does he knows the damn book is wide open for all it hear). ]

It's dark, it's dark--why is it so fucking dar-- [ He's cut off by a sound, a pathetic sound. A cry of pain. It hurts. Dear Zeus it hurts. He can't see and it feels like someone poured acid into his fucking skull. ]

o n e

Oct. 15th, 2011 10:17 am
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[ He's in the fog, stalking around like a predator searching for his prey... his small fuzzy non existent prey. You could easily think he's gone mad with the way he moves and the way he mutters things under his breath, eyes unfocused. He probably is... with the sudden displacement and well...

He's been starved.

Starved of violence, of conflict, of hate. It's made him edgy. ]



( ooc; ...this is backdated a couple of days, just so you know. i can do what i want, i'm an adult. )

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