Death Of An Assassin
06-04-2013, 06:37 PM
Thank you Lube ♥ Despite the fact that this was her former superior and one of the very few creatures the wraith considered welcomed company, the attack upon the base of his tail would not be made gingerly for she was beyond the boiling point at Nnoitra?s abrupt heroic nature towards one who had betrayed his pack. Jaws would snap with intent vigor and connect upon the brute?s haunch, missing her intended target by a hair as a sharp inhale towards her victim?s front would greet her ears and cause them to slick back with irritation as she realized Nnoitra?s efforts went fulfilled. Before she could thrust her weight forward in hopes of toppling both canines over the edge and into their muddy graves, metallic eyes witnessed her opponent?s own jaws snaking towards her face in retaliation, causing the woman to release her grip upon his haunch, tearing her discolored teeth free of his flesh to ensure as much pain as possible while she avoided his attack, unaware that he had no intention to strike his former and undeniably loyal lackey. The wraith would retreat a few steps, allowing her ears to pin against her skull and her chin to tuck against the curve of her neck defensively, expectantly. Alas, the brute would make no further notion of attack and would seethe where he stood, a greeting laced with evident venom pouring from his jaws while disregarding their mutual object of interest: the traitor who was blissfully unaware that she was within inches of a woman who urged for her death. The white witch?s upper lip would furl upwards, bloodied incisors protruding from her curled lip as she offered the male an insight to her internal fire, disregarding what he once meant to her completely. It was not mistaken that her allegiance towards the brute had been lost and she would no longer hide it ? he did not deserve her loyalty if he would rescue a traitor but do nothing for one whose allegiance towards Tortuga went unwavering when she was banished from ever returning back to it. In that moment she hated him for not giving a damn about her situation and in that moment she would stop caring just the same. You get what you give. Pupils would fix themselves upon the worn and taut muscles of the male as if pleading for them to move so that she could continue to make her assail upon him, make him feel the rage and sorrow that screeched within her ? she would educate him if only he would make his move. But, for the moment he refrained from doing so, and the girl would be granted a leeway to verbally retort. I wondered when I?d be seeing you again, Nnoitra ? but I must say, I had not hoped to reunite like this, she informed, her vocals entirely calm despite her anger and the message lingering behind it almost sentimental. Not with you risking your head for a traitor! And with that, all possibility for sappiness was forced into oblivion, a growl rising in her throat as she spoke. She deserves death ? she betrayed Tortuga, not just Kaien. How dare you rescue this filth; she is not fit to breathe in your presence! Her vendetta may reside with Kaien -- rest your son?s fucking head -- but she turned her back on the pack as a whole! Gaze flickered briefly towards the traitorous assassin, gleaming with disgust to even look upon her mud-encrusted form that had barely avoided death?s cruel grasp. Skull shook in disbelief and her pupils darted back towards Nnoitra, the urge to attack still prominent within her. Speech, |
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