Momma, I'm Leaving Home
08-25-2015, 11:46 PM
This kid had guts, or so it seemed. Sin's amber gaze locked on his even as the other male stood as tall as he could, granted that Sin was a couple of inches taller still. "You're a bold one, aren't you?" And smart. Sin kept further questioning to himself, his features almost never changing as the young male continued to explain what he sought, and through it a smirk eventually found its way to the surface. He opened his mouth to respond then, but right before he could the youth mentioned Sin's pack scent. The alabaster male shut his mouth for a moment, a darker hint of a smile reappearing.
"What you seek can be attained. And yes, that is a pack scent upon me but it won't last for long. Followers I do seek, but for a different purpose." He stepped closer to the male, senses on alert should the boy decided he wanted a good fight. Scars contorted upon his visage as the smile grew further. "It seems to me, I know exactly which side of the 'spectrum' you belong, boy." He paused for a moment, coming to a halt about three feet from the boys left side. "Do you seek a place where chaos is imminent? Because I can assure you, none of my followers are merely pawns. That position is solely reserved for slaves...and you don't want to be a slave, do you?"
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