You've got nothing to prove, stay afraid

[Hybrid Holocaust]

Did I remember to PM you? D8 -forgets-

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Hybrid's lip twitched. His scar had yet to completely heal, and since he had failed (read: forgotten) to seek medical attention for his wounds, he was now blessed with a number of scars. For some reason, he simply had not contacted Corona to enquire about the state of his wounds, and now, he had a nasty mess of a face. His lip twitched again. He frowned; this was getting annoying, like that wolf. He glanced over to see the wolf was still standing there, standing, standing, standing.



It spoke. Hybrid frowned, flattening his ears for a moment. "No," he replied. "It's called a death wish," he noted, narrowing his eyes. He regarded the wolf for a few seconds, but did not move. He continued to stare at the wolf, letting his gaze rest comfortably on the child's face. Hybrid remained still. He was annoyed, but strangely, a little amused. He wondered what the child would do. This was getting exciting. Maybe he could make this boy his pet and drag him around Inferni on a leash. A leash tied to the boy's throat, so it would slowly -- and excruciatingly -- strangle him to death. Hybrid resisted the urge to grin; he did not want this boy knowing his intentions. After all, Hybrid had yet to finalize the details.

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