Post by mesmu on Mar 4, 2012 12:35:47 GMT -5
This first one here will be a telling of a possibility of how Havoc (Alex) will be like when he has to sell Kitt (Belongs to Chocobeast) in: To Fall in Love.
WARNINGS: Graphic language... Hmmm... And of course, writer's block...
Everything in his body feels cold, iced over with burning flames, ones that have rested in his body all this time. The threat of hurting others has been put to a rest as the blond stands with his head held high, a puff of irritated smoke leaving his nose as he walks into the holding area, cuffs twirling in his hands.
His dark eyes may be wide, but with excitement as he glares down at the seemingly sleeping form of his mate, his cold heart burning with a flash of rage before it dies down from his tightly leashed control. He then growls and let out a hiss of, "Wake the up, pussy cat." He watches as Kitt shifts, opening his mouth to talk, but Havoc cuts him off. "Speak and I'll rip your vocal cords out." Its a threat, not meant to be serious. On his hip swings a shooter he's recently learned to use, he prefers it to his fire. He can stun, knock out, and kill when necessary. And he's dangerous with it too.
He can feel eyes on his back and he knows Cimaku is making sure he goes through with the task. Like he wouldn't, he ain't ever gonna be a tied down house wife. When Kitt makes to speak again he gets kicked and his hands cuffed, "What part of holding your fucking tongue doesn't make sense, Zercan trash?" Roughly he pulls Kitt up and shoves him in the direction of the exit, glaring at anyone whom gets in his way...
Alex smirks as he watches Kitt getting hauled off, his eyes narrowed again, covering up his emotions. He turns back to Cimaku and rolls his eyes as he shoves past him, payment in hand. He had managed to sell Kitt to a place they needed pure work horses. Sure, Kitt may not be a looker, but that don't mean he can't pull his weight around. He even said if worse came to worse they could turn him into dog food, his voice turning dark and deadly as he did.
Now he gives the captain most of the payment, taking some of it as his own cut, "I think I deserve at least this." He narrows his eyes further in challenge, the captain finds his antics amusing and just dismisses him, surprised the boy even got anything for the unattractive giver.
Now Alex returns to the room he has slowly began callin Cimaku's and his, morphing once inside, his burns long since healed up. His body glistens as he curls up under the blanket, body around the money he made...
Alex awoke feeling in pain and depressed. He rolls over and sighs when he sees Cimaku's bed is occupied. Standing he gets up and mumbles, in case his teacher was awake, that he'll be back, rules not mattering to him in the moment. Once outside the door he morphs and scampers down to where they're still holding Kitt. He crawls carefully through the lasers and then goes to climb in with his mate. He may need to harden himself up like when he lost control of his frustration once more, but he can't stand the thought of being that far away from Kitt. He's sure its this whole, stupid mate business, so he won't say anything to the sleeping Zercan as he crawls into his arms and hides, falling asleep afterwards...
*coughs*
okay, yeah, whatever.... Done for now...
WARNINGS: Graphic language... Hmmm... And of course, writer's block...
Everything in his body feels cold, iced over with burning flames, ones that have rested in his body all this time. The threat of hurting others has been put to a rest as the blond stands with his head held high, a puff of irritated smoke leaving his nose as he walks into the holding area, cuffs twirling in his hands.
His dark eyes may be wide, but with excitement as he glares down at the seemingly sleeping form of his mate, his cold heart burning with a flash of rage before it dies down from his tightly leashed control. He then growls and let out a hiss of, "Wake the up, pussy cat." He watches as Kitt shifts, opening his mouth to talk, but Havoc cuts him off. "Speak and I'll rip your vocal cords out." Its a threat, not meant to be serious. On his hip swings a shooter he's recently learned to use, he prefers it to his fire. He can stun, knock out, and kill when necessary. And he's dangerous with it too.
He can feel eyes on his back and he knows Cimaku is making sure he goes through with the task. Like he wouldn't, he ain't ever gonna be a tied down house wife. When Kitt makes to speak again he gets kicked and his hands cuffed, "What part of holding your fucking tongue doesn't make sense, Zercan trash?" Roughly he pulls Kitt up and shoves him in the direction of the exit, glaring at anyone whom gets in his way...
Alex smirks as he watches Kitt getting hauled off, his eyes narrowed again, covering up his emotions. He turns back to Cimaku and rolls his eyes as he shoves past him, payment in hand. He had managed to sell Kitt to a place they needed pure work horses. Sure, Kitt may not be a looker, but that don't mean he can't pull his weight around. He even said if worse came to worse they could turn him into dog food, his voice turning dark and deadly as he did.
Now he gives the captain most of the payment, taking some of it as his own cut, "I think I deserve at least this." He narrows his eyes further in challenge, the captain finds his antics amusing and just dismisses him, surprised the boy even got anything for the unattractive giver.
Now Alex returns to the room he has slowly began callin Cimaku's and his, morphing once inside, his burns long since healed up. His body glistens as he curls up under the blanket, body around the money he made...
Alex awoke feeling in pain and depressed. He rolls over and sighs when he sees Cimaku's bed is occupied. Standing he gets up and mumbles, in case his teacher was awake, that he'll be back, rules not mattering to him in the moment. Once outside the door he morphs and scampers down to where they're still holding Kitt. He crawls carefully through the lasers and then goes to climb in with his mate. He may need to harden himself up like when he lost control of his frustration once more, but he can't stand the thought of being that far away from Kitt. He's sure its this whole, stupid mate business, so he won't say anything to the sleeping Zercan as he crawls into his arms and hides, falling asleep afterwards...
*coughs*
okay, yeah, whatever.... Done for now...
