bad religion + open, captured jacob

[Guru]

MANICURES AND PEDICURES, I'M ALWAYS TIP TOP
Her eyes narrowed like a hawk’s own as he began to tremble and grow hesitant, soon noticing the tears gathering within his gaze. Despite that, he continued. As the bandages began to peel away, he observed every mark while scanning him side to side as he unwrapped. How disgusting of a being he was. Yet, she did not know his whole story and was so pleased to have the pleasure of getting him to unveil it slowly, piece by piece, as he cried lowly to himself. As he finished, she let her eyes run over his burnt body once more before returning her green gaze to Jacob’s own.

His words met her ears. She stifled a laugh. How pitiful of him to be making such a horrible attempt to stop such a madness, but she couldn’t blame a sister for trying! Guru only smiled. ”I’d leave, but I’ve got plenty of exciting opportunities before me,” the caracal cackled. As she spoke, she would attempt to project the illusion of fire around them with memory manipulation for only Jacob to see. If successful, the fire would start slow and unnoticeable but soon grow into a fiery. ”Now, sweetie, tell me what happened.” Her eyes paw rose to her heart in a facade of affection. ”You surely look like hell.” Who didn’t love a little of mental torture? She sure didn’t!