12-07-2007, 05:05 AM
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indent Gabriel didn’t often play—he had to maintain an image for the clan, of course. On top of that, no one ever really wanted to play. The closest he had come to recently was sparring, but that wasn’t so much fun as it was a task. When he was a boy, he had played games, usually with Baneesh. Their last game, though, had ended in tragedy. There was only the memory of blood, the sound of flesh and muscle being torn, the sick laughter and the cruel eyes. Run. All he could do was run.
indent The fluttering in his chest remained even as he began to realize who he had just struck. Dropping the book and getting to his feet quickly, Gabriel moved across the room in three steps and dropped down to his hands and knees, picking a book off of the small canine under it. Grinning apologetically, the scarred hybrid looked down to his brother, amused despite the incident. “Jesus, you scared me. Are you okay?”
indent Gabriel didn’t often play—he had to maintain an image for the clan, of course. On top of that, no one ever really wanted to play. The closest he had come to recently was sparring, but that wasn’t so much fun as it was a task. When he was a boy, he had played games, usually with Baneesh. Their last game, though, had ended in tragedy. There was only the memory of blood, the sound of flesh and muscle being torn, the sick laughter and the cruel eyes. Run. All he could do was run.
indent The fluttering in his chest remained even as he began to realize who he had just struck. Dropping the book and getting to his feet quickly, Gabriel moved across the room in three steps and dropped down to his hands and knees, picking a book off of the small canine under it. Grinning apologetically, the scarred hybrid looked down to his brother, amused despite the incident. “Jesus, you scared me. Are you okay?”