Don't Mess With Ouija Boards
12-31-2013, 11:30 PM
| Sin Armada |
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It took no time for the demon to scent the approach of one he met before. Without lifting his head or giving notice to her he lifted the corners of his lips in a snarl. Gleaming teeth baring ever slightly beneath slightly parted lips. So she had returned for an encore of what had happened before. Another dance with the demon that had shamed her before. What a fool. Had she not learned? Well then, she would this time. And he would be sure she would not forget. "Cross me once, shame on you. Cross me twice...you're asking for death." He turned on her, his steps lurching menacingly in her direction, his teeth mere inches from her face. If she wanted to play then he would play. He was not keen on dirtying his paws at this moment in time, but when one tempted the devil inside then he would heed the call. After all, if she didn't want trouble then she would not have approached him so. She would have learned from her first mistake, and yet here she was in his presence once more. Kindness was not in him, chivalry however, was a different matter. And yet, he would not use such chivalry on her. She stepped into the devils pit, and there was no turning back. Ears pinned to his head, eyes of a rattlesnake intense upon her, the reflection of the foolish woman apparent in his dark slits. Fool... |
