03-11-2008, 12:59 AM
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Her words were lost to him by the second sentence. Judgment and salvation was all he needed to hear and all he was able to, really. He felt the first blow and closed his eyes after that. The rest of her speech or prayer or whatever it was didn't matter and almost sounded like a foreign language. The way it flowed might have been considered familiar if he had really thought about it; even the small differences between mother and son could be noticable, but he didn't care. She was some woman with some grudge against him, clearly, did the details really matter? Maybe he had already become a rapist without knowing it; Laruku didn't pretend to know everything that Ryoujoku had ever done -- indeed, most of it escaped him still, so why not a night with another woman? There was no reason to rule out any possibility.
Whatever it was, surely he deserved this. He groaned quietly beneath her harsh and bloody blows. There was no fight in him, no words, no struggling other than the way his body reacted automatically, twisting a little and recoiling. Would she kill him? Was this the quiet and simple exit he had been looking for? What would the pack think when they found his body? Did that matter? Should he be fighting for his life right now?
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Her words were lost to him by the second sentence. Judgment and salvation was all he needed to hear and all he was able to, really. He felt the first blow and closed his eyes after that. The rest of her speech or prayer or whatever it was didn't matter and almost sounded like a foreign language. The way it flowed might have been considered familiar if he had really thought about it; even the small differences between mother and son could be noticable, but he didn't care. She was some woman with some grudge against him, clearly, did the details really matter? Maybe he had already become a rapist without knowing it; Laruku didn't pretend to know everything that Ryoujoku had ever done -- indeed, most of it escaped him still, so why not a night with another woman? There was no reason to rule out any possibility.
Whatever it was, surely he deserved this. He groaned quietly beneath her harsh and bloody blows. There was no fight in him, no words, no struggling other than the way his body reacted automatically, twisting a little and recoiling. Would she kill him? Was this the quiet and simple exit he had been looking for? What would the pack think when they found his body? Did that matter? Should he be fighting for his life right now?