BLACK ON BLACK (✚) OPEN

[madster]

[align=center][div style="width: 500px; height: auto; font-family: arial; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 12pt; text-align: justify;"]nocturne's mind was still hazy from the sometimes-overwhelming pain and feelings of anger. how had he let himself come here? it wasn't fair, he had to suffer here just because some smoker idiot had forced him. of course, he had to be greatful- if he had not been found, then he most likely would have died and rotted into the earth. his head injury was slightly better, although the amnesia affected his thoughts and plans. he had no idea who he really was or could do.

he was just an injured cat. however, he kept his sharp wit and angry tongue. he was lean, quick to make his way to the side of belladonna- she looks nice. she won't last, i bet. he thought, then spoke himself.

"really? this is pathetic," the dark cat said, tilting his head to the side in confusion. "do you need help?" he was not rude for the sake of being rude, but also not nice just to be nice. he wanted something. the promise of future help.