November 15, 2014, 08:22 PM
◆there's gonna either be death to Vector or death to Shadow, or an Exile, and Vector is gonna attempt to guide her for the rest of his life. xD Prepared to be a Nereides? ◆
Vector watched, and if someone had been keeping their eyes on his, they could see how the glint in them shone, the gems hardening with obviously renewable hatred.
That fucking prick.
A study of her body ensured that he got every single detail of her mangled fur, her torn muscles, her streaked fur, her stained pelt.
The observations were buried, burned, a permanent fixtures of image in his mind.
An image he would never forget. Ever.
"Chto sluchilos' yebat'?"
Death. It would be delivered. Until his dying breath, he would hunt down his leader, and not stop until he was dead.
It had dawned on him that he spoke in russian to the injured and apparently pained beauty.
"The plan. I will fix you. I will return you to health. You will be well, and living. And when I return to you the next time, you and I, we will journey to a place far beyond this ppathetic and filthy excuse of a land. We will find a home. I will find a safe place for you. And I damn sure will not let this happen again. Ever."
Unaware of the trouble his alpha had already been facing, the russian made a oath to himself.
Hadrian would bleed before him. He would be sure of it.
"None of this is your fault, devushka. You are innocent. In my eyes, you will forever be innocent. Rest. I will return with foods and medicines."
Vector watched, and if someone had been keeping their eyes on his, they could see how the glint in them shone, the gems hardening with obviously renewable hatred.
That fucking prick.
A study of her body ensured that he got every single detail of her mangled fur, her torn muscles, her streaked fur, her stained pelt.
The observations were buried, burned, a permanent fixtures of image in his mind.
An image he would never forget. Ever.
"Chto sluchilos' yebat'?"
Death. It would be delivered. Until his dying breath, he would hunt down his leader, and not stop until he was dead.
It had dawned on him that he spoke in russian to the injured and apparently pained beauty.
"The plan. I will fix you. I will return you to health. You will be well, and living. And when I return to you the next time, you and I, we will journey to a place far beyond this ppathetic and filthy excuse of a land. We will find a home. I will find a safe place for you. And I damn sure will not let this happen again. Ever."
Unaware of the trouble his alpha had already been facing, the russian made a oath to himself.
Hadrian would bleed before him. He would be sure of it.
"None of this is your fault, devushka. You are innocent. In my eyes, you will forever be innocent. Rest. I will return with foods and medicines."
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RE: kvet - by Vector - November 15, 2014, 08:22 PM