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Current Objective:Flashback ---
Form:Optime----
Mood: Flux----
3 Years Prior
” Life and death, beginning and end, are but two pages in the one book. Both have their meaning, but its what lies in between that defines the story” –X’ies Lambda
He stared down at his tools, many things that he could do but all that would ultimately in in the death, or scarring beyond what he required. Such things were dirty tasks, and whilst he took pleasure in all forms of his job and training. He did not relish doing it without collecting the fruit of his labors. It had been awhile now since he had sent out the messenger and all the while he was cleaning up the remains of what work he had done previously on the dog. There was some blood, not much. He didn’t particularly like spilling blood, some said it was like an addiction, one you started seeing it you just couldn’t stop. Something of a primal remnant. This, he wasn’t going to allow himself to indulge. There were other methods, less bloody methods to attain information through force. One didn’t necessarily need to cut.
However his methods had been exhausted, so he required a heavier, blunter tool to do the work he required for him. If they weren’t going to talk to him, they would talk to her. And, while he suspected that the female would find this dishonorable….well he believed that he could talk her into doing what he wanted. She had the training, and she could keep a secret. The wind brought the whisper of the curious ones voice. His head veered around to the entrance of the corridors. He would turn to face his victim once again, passively examining what had been done and what might need to be done now. Few bones, fingers first, then the shins. X’ies would leave and approach X’y for the first time she would be seeing him in his Optime form. One that he rarely ever did enter, unfortunately the lack of opposable thumbs in his preferred form meant that he required this shift.
” Ah, curious one. It is good you have come, I have a task for you”
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