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His front teeth plunge into the gums of his lower jaw when presented with that reminder, his rage curdling as a coppery tang filled his mouth. This was not the first time that Blackheart’s seed had stressed what was and now would forever be beyond his grasp; his worthiness, and the misguided belief that all those of divine bearing were deserving of both their powers and their worshippers. 

And speaking of beliefs, his was so shaken that it was rather easy to see why this blood son of Odin had plunged from good graces and straight into the mucky marsh of infamy – down here were a fallen god may forge uneasy alliances with the despicable and untrustworthy. 

“The reminder of my present predicament is not necessary, Ky’lar.” Even if it was, he refused to hear mention of it. But, he’d be caught out as a liar if he did not admit to finding appeal in Ky’lar’s offer, no doubt some crude form of Faustian bargain, but he was no position to be choosy. Or decline the help put forward, for that matter.

“But pray tell what it is that you mean for me to help you with. And should you fail to upload your end of this agreement, do know that I am not above wresting the life from your loathsome form.”

“And a reminder to you that this… predicament could very well be the only reality for you.” Of course, if the one before the Demon managed to gain back their worthiness in full, it could pose problems, but they were not important for the moment. No, all Ky truly worried about was his own situation, and how to move the unworthy one right into place.

“You lost what you were; there is no denying that, but we both know… it could be changed.” Anything could with the right motivation in all reality. All it truly took was time… not to mention a little effort on Ky’s part. 

Still, it was a risky play. More so if he couldn’t hold up what he promised, but he’d get around to that – if not today? When the time actually came to it. That much was for sure as everything came full circle… especially for the both of them.

“All you need to do is help me dig up a few corpses, make some new one’s, and kill a few… hundred people.” there was more that needed to be done, but that was an easy way of putting things. 

“If my family just happens to show up? Well… you’ll take care of them, won’t you?”

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       Ky wanted to feel something for her; he really did. Every day he made an attempt, but he never could get there. Yes, he cared for her, but his ambition outweighed any feelings he could ever possibly have. What he did… what he felt…it was all for his goal. It meant nothing… even if deep down he knew it . did mean something to him – he cared. “Perhaps,” he mused lowly. “Perhaps not.”

/// @whcwashe xxx

[SMS→HELLDOUCHE]: What makes me so different? The magic?
[SMS→HELLDOUCHE]: A ‘lesser??’
[SMS→HELLDOUCHE]: And here I thought I was the egotistical asshole.
[SMS→HELLDOUCHE]: You really are something else.
[SMS→HELLDOUCHE]: I haven’t agreed to anything yet.

[ SMS→ STRANGE ]: You’re lesser than me.
[ SMS→ STRANGE ]: On most days.
[ SMS→ STRANGE ]: I fail to see the problem in that.
[ SMS→ STRANGE ]: You’re different.
[ SMS→ STRANGE ]: Simply that.
[ SMS→ STRANGE ]: The magic is just one part of it, Strange.

.       that’s the damn truth. anything DIFFERENT is wrong. luckily bobby at least LOOKS normal and can play well enough at ACTING normal that he can pass in society. not everyone’s so lucky, and it’s those people bobby tries to stand up for. even the dangerous ones. like KY’LAR.

        bobby snorts, eyes rolling in a measure of petulance that makes his privilege SO obvious. ❝ yeah, that’s convenient. years later you claim you cared all along, you were just trying to protect us. ❞ it’s scathing, even moreso than he’d thought himself capable of.

❝ i’m starting to think your family isn’t the problem. it’s YOU. it’s always been YOU. too scared to let someone close, you gotta run away and destroy shit in the process. whatever, i’m over it.

❞

 

       oh, bobby was spot on. he was RIGHT. if things were under the CORRECT circumstances ( or even said the proper way ), ky wouldn’t have left – hell, an arrangement could have been made so he could have stayed. all it would have taken was some bargaining.

       the only problem was that back then ky was TERRIFIED; even more so than he was now. when he left, he wanted to not deal with rules OR even training, and looking back on it? it was BOTH a mistake and BLESSING at the same time. 

        he wasn’t ready back then to deal with everything – all he could do was run. DESTROY everything around him and then RUN away from what he had just did. it was a CONSTANT cycle, but at lease these days he had LEARNED to focus his attention ( even if he didn’t think it was needed ). 

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               ❝ or, maybe, ❞ a step forward was taken and ky’s right hand moves to touch bobby’s shoulder for a moment, ❝ it was the WHOLE LOT of YOU. ❞  his words burned; even as he said them, but they needed to be said – at least maybe then ky could GATHER himself together once again. ❝ i was given a CHOICE to stay or leave; i MADE mine due to the fact I- ❞ the words caught in his throat as he tried to control his breathing and his RAGE that seemed to be burning at the back of his mind. 

                 a reason to why he SUCKED in a deep breath and closed his eyes TIGHTLY as his mouth went dry due to the words he was about to speak. ❝ i wanted it gone. i wanted EVERYTHING gone. ❞  

     the hiss reminded him too much like an angered cat and, if he just spared it the thought, eli could envision flattened ears upon the demon’s head. ridiculous image was tossed aside, eyes rolling, exaggerated tone coloring lofty words, “apologies for dirtying your sacred hand, ky’lar.” name was bitten out in a snarl, tone quickly melting to disgust, to unfiltered hatred ( an emotion he rarely let himself feel, as it meant bloodshed and death ). arms crossed chest and eyebrow cocked, shoulder rolling up into a shrug that was too nonchalant, too casual, words rolling off tongue drenched in sarcasm. “i didn’t realize you were looking out for my well-being.”

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    there was so much more that the demon could have done besides hiss. so much more, but he chose to do what came naturally. ky was already tense and amplified by wolf’s presence just made things worse. much worse in much reality. “you should watch your tongue,” he said bluntly, not even bothering to hide his distaste for the other. “or maybe you want it to be ripped out.” he didn’t care either way – just as long as he proved a point.