08-15-2010, 09:29 PM
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There was recognition of the knife in the beast’s eyes and Gabriel’s face twisted into a grin. He had been led to find the cursed knife, and it was the knife that was the key. With it, he would end this. Blood coursed down his face, pooling into his mouth and choking him. Despite the fire that was licking at his profile the coy-wolf was grinning, no, he was laughing. He was laughing a terrible laugh because in his hands was the key and Haku knew it.
Blood splattered his face and dripped from the hulking body above him. Their blood was mixing, pooling down over his chest and staining his pale underside a deep and terrible scarlet. Gabriel continued to laugh even as his throat cracked. Both hind legs worked with a sudden and terrible urge, cutting deep into the soft underbelly and ripping it open wide. His right hand, unable to rip out that pretty blue eye, gripped onto the thick fur around Haku’s throat. The knife was twisted, then wretched down as opposed to out, down to severe the jugular and windpipe. All the while Gabriel was laughing nearly hysterically, his eyes burning fever-bright, oblivious to his own wounds, oblivious to the carnage spilling onto him, oblivious to everything except the sensation of the black dagger tearing through living flesh.
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There was recognition of the knife in the beast’s eyes and Gabriel’s face twisted into a grin. He had been led to find the cursed knife, and it was the knife that was the key. With it, he would end this. Blood coursed down his face, pooling into his mouth and choking him. Despite the fire that was licking at his profile the coy-wolf was grinning, no, he was laughing. He was laughing a terrible laugh because in his hands was the key and Haku knew it.
Blood splattered his face and dripped from the hulking body above him. Their blood was mixing, pooling down over his chest and staining his pale underside a deep and terrible scarlet. Gabriel continued to laugh even as his throat cracked. Both hind legs worked with a sudden and terrible urge, cutting deep into the soft underbelly and ripping it open wide. His right hand, unable to rip out that pretty blue eye, gripped onto the thick fur around Haku’s throat. The knife was twisted, then wretched down as opposed to out, down to severe the jugular and windpipe. All the while Gabriel was laughing nearly hysterically, his eyes burning fever-bright, oblivious to his own wounds, oblivious to the carnage spilling onto him, oblivious to everything except the sensation of the black dagger tearing through living flesh.