and then I felt her hands

Itachi Lykoi · 08-26-2011, 09:28 PM

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The predator would no doubt detect the weakness in the prey. But Itachi was no victim, and the sharp stench of the herbivore as it watched those toxic shaded eyes would never approach. The blonde’s breath was silent and controlled as eyes again rose to the Revlis man’s face. How he wished he had the ability to foresee the hunter’s moves, for once. The inevitable words were released by this smooth, masculine voice, and the bad news would shortly follow.

”We acquired everything you desired and more,” he replied with the voice of autumn; neither warm nor cold. It referred to Pandemic’s triumph—or fall, for all he knew, as he didn’t know what the King has requested of the boy. Either way, Pandemic had been pushed into the dark abyss of a grown man’s duty, and did no longer deserve the title of a mere child. Children did not murder.

”However,” But. And now Sirius would know. That an unfortunate event had occurred. But there was no pleading in sunset eyes. There was no regret or fear within him, for he couldn’t change the flow of time, and what had happened could not be changed in any way.

”Two slaves tried to escape. One is now a cripple, the other is dead.” Pale hand moved behind the dark coat to retrieve the tail of the dead product from his belt, only to let it fall onto the ground between the two canines. It hadn’t been necessary to main the survivor, but for the first time, Itachi’s rage had gotten the best of him, and the sword had bit into the man’s heel and severed the tendon forever after the slave’s surrender.

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