Sweet Dreams Child [open]
03-14-2013, 05:50 PM
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Grinner, the torturer of all of Tortuga's prisoners and personal antagonist to all in his pack had woken with an awful crick in his neck. He was still too young, or so he thought, for the pains of maturity. It had to be the weather. Slowly he emerged from the holding den he had fallen asleep in and started his morning stroll through the rocky peaks of Tortuga, humming a pleasant tune as he so often did in times of such privacy. A happy tune that was interrupted by the scent of a young female. Damn. He did so enjoy the peacefulness of singularity, but now he had to go and ruin her day. Such a chore it was to be the only one to bring eality crashing down around the high spirited and optimistic.
He moved toward her silently as a ghost until he was mere feet away from her. "Well good morning little one." He sang with his characteristically toothy grin"Such a fine morning for a stroll. Wouldn't you agree?" he hissed. |
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