We Meet Again

Itachi Lykoi · 09-12-2012, 07:38 AM

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Perhaps it would have been kinder to allow his latte painted sibling to keep her ignorance, but he thought it a greater kindness to shatter it. Perhaps it would be better for her in the long run. Now, she wouldn’t have to wonder forever about her father’s disappearance. Conor Soul had not met a painless death, but it had been swifter than the suffering he had been bound to endure had he not met his end by Itachi’s sword point.

Eclipse spoke her obvious words, and he said nothing to the self-explanatory. His lack of amend would be answer enough if uncertainty remained. The hybrid knew she hadn’t known, but had seen no reason to inform her of their common sire. It wasn’t necessary now either, but the conclusion that she should truly hate him had come swiftly. It would keep her safe.

Half lidded eyes peered at her with ultimate calm as his voice rose again. He wasn’t capable of feeling sorrow for Conor’s demise. It wasn’t a move he had ever regretted. ”He came to see me one day, our father.” Another place in another time. He had been of Anathema then, partly brainwashed by Naniko’s illusions. Today, he knew better than to blindly devour inane blasphemy. ”He said who he was, then my blade pierced his chest.” It had happened very quickly – so quickly it had almost been surreal. It didn’t take much for life to flee from hot blood and flesh.

”There was a lot of blood,” he added, as if musing at the scene that still could be re-played before his eyes at command. It had been messy business, especially when Eris had started to claw through the dying man’s chest and pulled out his entrails.

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