Heavy breaths came from her, as if she’d been running for hours on end. And yet this person whom she did not seek to disturb had a weapon right to her jaw line. An urgent hand reached and grabbed a very sharp arrow head, the tip poisoned and pricked it to his neck. It looked like they had their selves a stand off. “For starters,” she said between breaths as she moved her head back a bit. “I’m willing to get out of …this situation for both our sake.” Fran tried catching her breath, but her body was tense. “I’ll put it away, and you’ll put the gun down. I walk out, and we can forget we met each other… sound fair?”
Disdain coats his vision as he leers at her, eyelids narrowing at the sharpened point at his throat. It smells of poison, but pity the effects can never last very long. His mouth curves downward, and plush lips part to voice a negative. “…It would have been better had you not broken into my house." Not budging the voice of his three-headed Dog, he continues, ”Why are you here?“
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7 years ago, 22/04/14 | 6 notes
#path of sin: the revival; #threads #{397} #[Apologies this took so long.]
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