ANY OTHER TIME and ky would have f i n i s h e d the job right there. he would have just RIPPED the other apart for not just invading his personal space, but for begging ( him of all people! ) for help! who did they think they were anyways? asking for mercy help from the likes of them? they who stood so much HIGHER than everyone else?

the answers DIDN’T matter; no, he soon found himself kneeling down to WIPE the blood off peter’s mouth with his own hand. a simple ACT of kindness that he’d d e n y ten times over if ever asked. no, this was something best kept under WRAPS ( most importantly to himself ) no one could know that what he was planning.  

with-out any real thought process he moved to grip peter by the back of the neck – not even bothering to care for the substance that had left the other. no, he wasn’t that interested in whatever had attached itself to peter. not at the moment at least. “come on,” he said, standing up fully, and practically dragging him out of the rain. “— you too.” though, mainly it was out of his own version of kindness to whatever attached itself to the boy. he may have been kind, but a true kindness was to make sure the substance went back where it belonged. on peter.  

                   “let’s get you cleaned up.”

// @notvenom xxx

azvcxr:

Perdonatemi straneiro–pardon stranger–but my time is rather limited; I must be on my leave.” 

Jas did not even take the time to look up at the presence beside him. Tired and irritable, the red haired soul needed to be in Rome for tonight, finishing his business in Viena before the venture. However, a quick glance made his orbs go black. As if he had seen the devil himself, Jas stopped in his tracks, an eerie look forming along his face. This being–for such darkness could not come from a human–gave Jas a feeling similar to that of the hitmen, only more surreal.

“Who are you; more importantly, what business do you have in Italia?” 

@hellfirebound 

‘ed for a starter.

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“you can just say that i’m a friend. one, that just happened to be in the area, and decided to enjoy themselves.” 

the reality, however, was a stark contrast; friend was not something ky was ever called. at least to many – usually nuisance was the best explanation for what he was. not that petty titles mattered to him. maybe once, but not anymore – not when he fully well knew that such matters were below him. 

“I’m going to assume that’s a problem, isn’t it?” a pause. “at least for you.”

deviousprince:

@hellfirebound​ ♥ ‘d this 

       his hands clasp behind his back,   impersonating the appropriate.    you certainly have a  presence ’      a flicker of a smile edges his lips slightly.   ‘ to my knowledge you were all extinct, no?  ’       

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       ‘ the thing about history is it’s easy to change. put enough pressure and the entire universe either forgets about their existence or they fall into stories. ’ a slight grin spread across his lips. ‘ i can assure you, i am alive, and not dead. ’ a shrug, ‘ well, not yet. ‘

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LIFE WAS PAIN. it didn’t matter their species or abilities. it didn’t matter if they were RICH or POOR. the entirety of existence was filled with PAIN – to some they could thrive in it, but others? well, they couldn’t. not really. either way, LETTING go was something ky never could just do. he still HATED everything; his past, his current situation, and whatever FUTURE he had. trying to CHANGE it was IMPOSSIBLE, but he still ATTEMPTED – even if it would never AMOUNT to anything. “yeah,” he said, arms folding across his chest, “reality sucks.”

// @madtiitan xxx

youallwillkneel:

@hellfirebound

          “I will give you a total of FIVE SECONDS to kindly
          explain as to why you are putting your hand on my
          bottom.”

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   ky couldn’t help the grin that spread across his features
as he pulled his hand back. true, he didn’t get to have much
of his fun, but no harm no foul? right. he thought as much. 
“to be quite fair? i was just trying to,” a roll of his eyes, 
“what’s the saying humans use these days? oh, yes – claim it.”

adivinegod:

@hellfirebound liked for a starter.

he’s eying him up,  head to toe,  deep in thought for a moment before allowing himself to speak.   thor tilts his head,  then gives a small nod.    alright,  you look built for it  –  but how well can you fight?   if you’re not actually able to do it,  i can take over from here.

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“decent enough.” though, it honestly depended not on who, but rather, what he was actually fighting. most of the time he had the upper-hand due to his strength, but even so, there were times where it was useless in some situations. “if it’s needed.”

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       for once, ky was speaking truthfully; there would be literal hell to pay when he got back home – not just for leaving, but for being here. a reason to why he had said his former statement. maybe then he wouldn’t have to deal with the shit that was no doubt going to face later on down the line. still, he sucked in a deep breath, and tried to act calmer than he was – anything so maybe he could get his point across. “you don’t get to make that decision! not for me!”

// @grcefulhearts xxx