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Post by strawberrycupid on Aug 29, 2020 12:52:51 GMT -5
"True. Though there's nothing better than letting them believe they'll find peace in death only to bring them back to life. The heartbreak in their eyes, there's nothing like it." Funk rolled with it, a quiet purr rumbling in him as he reminisced briefly. He broke out of his stupor when Loelia spoke up again and his eyes widened like he forgot Duskslayer was with him. "Oh yeah, I brought Dusky to help look for you."
"Stop!" He growled, but as she approached again, he shoved her away, once more yelling for her to stop, but when she didn't. When she showed no signs of slowing down and her aggression only built up more Duskslayer grimaced. Pushing the raw disgust aside. In one quick movement he shoved Xuxa to the ground, his jaws clamped shut across Xuxa's neck and in one unrelenting tug he pulled his head back until Xuxa's neck gave tearing it straight open. He hadn't given himself time to decide how the Regime would react, what her family would think of him, what Xuxa deserved. He killed her as swiftly as he would with prey.
He turned to Louella, wiping the blood from his face as he approached her. She didn't look well at all, "Funk!" Duskslayer called out, more childishly than he imagined, he sounded so lost hearing his voice out loud. This had been his worse fear, killing someone. He always thought if he avoided it, he would be free from what everyone else in his family complained about. The unavoidable urge to turn ravenous and kill, let the instincts do it's job and for the mind to fade to black. He never wanted to be like that and in this moment he allowed himself to lose control, what if next time he didn't have that choice and it just happened? "Someone's really hurt," He said, hoping that Funk would come find him.
Innocentia smirked, watching as Duskslayer called out in distress, "He'll get over it and if I play my cards right I might be able to snatch him up to stay in the league permanently. He's one of the few members of that family that is obedient. Now that he's killed he can be just as powerful as the rest of his family."
