but I'm sure she was in hell

Itachi Lykoi · 02-04-2012, 10:09 AM

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Naturally, the blonde hoped she was gone. But it was not in his nature merely to assume in such a manner, especially not when he had allowed her time to escape, only to discover that she had spent that precious time creating a vivid trail outside in the street. It seemed suspicious to him, and required a certain percentage of focus that he’d rather have directed on other things But there was no voice to rise and challenge his, only a building wall of local silence, well noticable against the white noise of the usual wildlife that surrounded him.

She could have fooled him, had it not been for the inane incident that now befell her. Every inch of his focus was harshly drawn towards a specific point, namely the entrance of the first skeleton home he had entered. Years of perfect neglect had taken their toll, and his stalker, that had managed to remain invisible until this moment, fell down along with the exhausted door. Perhaps another canine spectator would have found the sight hilarious, but Itachi was not one for humour.

Swiftly, pale blonde feet brought him towards her, and with an equal pace, Itachi’s right hand was extended by sleek, deadly metal, for the rich coat managed to hide so many unexpected objects. His face no longer held any touch of expression as it had mere moments earlier. Everything was as it should be, and he knew where his company was now. Her pale form ended with her back against the frozen floor. The woman’s appearance made it clear that she was in pain, but it was of no significance to him.

The sharp edge of the sword leaped to linger close to the dog’s throat, and would be quick to cut through the fabric of her hooded clothing if he decided it was necessary. He didn’t speak, was temporarily satisfied with placing his blood-red gaze on her closed eyes.

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