Got a bullet in the chamber, And this is gonna hurt .
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Groaning he clambered upwards, blue eyes pinning the pale male as he retreated a few steps, looking all to pleased with his little achievement. Various scenarios of revenge spun through his mind, the amount of unpleasant but mostly harmless poisons he could slip the other, the designs he could dye on the others face whilst he slept, all childish but regardless of age they were still mighty fine revenge plots that would give him a good laugh in the end. Slowly a malicious smile spread across his lips, the promise of retaliation lay within the Angelo's eyes and the pale male's smile faltered, unsure of what kind of landmine he'd just stepped on, but knowing for sure he'd set something off within the storm coloured samurai. “You know I didn't mean it, I was only messing and you started it” Alex began to plead his case but he'd already been judge guilty and would pay for this.
Opening his mouth to speak, the wind brought with it the scent of a foreigner, his body turning and angling itself in the direction of the wind, falling silent as a lone female approached his lands. The woman looked familiar, but her name escaped him; those outside of the cave dwellers borders were of little interest to him and their trivial details never stuck with him. When she covered the distance he was remotely surprised to see her address Alex first, before calling on him by name. “Skye! It's been awhile sister. How are things in Cercatori?” Alex spoke up quickly, providing the Angelo with further details he needed as to not make a fool of himself.
But the woman's words were not pleasant, despite her being the pale ones sister. Internally he groaned, wondering which fool had gone and caused trouble where another leader could catch him; he assumed it was a male, for the females of the pack were way to manipulative and crafty to cause trouble and get caught. “Yes, I am Alaki. And which member would this be and what exactly has he done to grace me with your presence?”
Keep your secrets in the shadows and you'll be sorry
Table by the Mentors!
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