04-09-2018, 12:31 AM
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[shadow=darkblue,right]KILLUA[/shadow]
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Books books and more books. Killua had never really considered himself to be that much of a bookworm unless he needed to know some information that would come from said book. The assassin didn't enjoy the act of reading as the next person because it bored him. He was more on the physical side when it came to wohat would stimulate his mind. Which probably came back to the way that he had been raised with the rest of his family. They were all violent animals, and he was no different in that regard either. Considering that the majority of his family had lived longer than him, it just meant that they had more time to hone their skills and more time to kill those that they came across. Although e did have to admit, there were a few highlights that Killua had when it came to reading books, as it was the only time that he wasn't being tortured by his older brother while he was growing up. Killua read several different types of books growing up, but most of them were biology textbooks. After all, he hadn't learned everything about most species by simply looking at them from experience. That wasn't how it worked with him. He had studied textbook after textbook and would be quizzed on the information in said textbooks. The quiz to the questions being directed toward him during his torture sessions. Which put a lot of pressure on him because it meant that he was going to have to remember while being put under physical stress. Not a different task all things considered, but he got the hang of it once he was able to bear the pain. Killua had been able to conjure up objects at this point, but he wasn't allowed to read books that weren't dealing with the Zoldyck business. So he was stuck reading the books that bored him to no end. While he read, it was a time for him to turn his mind off a limit bit as he just read over the pages and memorized the diagrams. It was lucky that he did end up reading those books because he had to retain everything to prepare himself right before he was stationed in the clans. He had never really had any other hobbies, again he wasn't allowed to have any while he was growing up. Unless someone counted stuffing his face with candy every couple of seconds to try and keep something positive in his life while everything else was going on. The wildcat simply killed, then went back to the mansion to learn more and what he could improve on. He knew that whatever he did was never going to be perfect. Especially since it wasn't a concern in his mind to really do any jobs or tasks for clients right now. He didn't want to go down that path anymore, and would eventually get rusty. Probably not get rusty while he was in the clans as there was bound to fight here and there over time. He just had to keep everything in mind that he couldn't afford to let his guard down still while his brother was still on the table. The tiger taking his damn sweet time in order to try and make an appearance. It pissed Killua off because he hated waiting in anticipation for something to happen. Thanks to what had happened recently, he was more nervous than he had ever been. There was no way he was in any state or condition to try and fight off his stronger brother. Not until he mastered the elemental powers that he hadn't used for over a month now. The assassin still had a lot to learn, and he was willing to risk everything to keep away from his family, even those that lived in the clans. He just didn't care anymore. But they didn't deserve to die because of him. Were the creatures he had killed even clanners? There was a chance that they were, or that they just knew each other and were taking a stroll just outside of the clan territory to see what was going on. They could have been curious. Killua had been furious and afraid of himself once he came out of the trance that he had been in.
He knew exactly what he had just done, and how easy it had been for his brother to take control of his body. How easy it had been for him to turn on his switch to take the lives of those that didn't deserve it. What if it had been a Snowbounder? What would have done then? He wasn't sure, as he probably would have still made it seem he wasn't the enemy then. Considering what his brother had done to him, he anticipated that the other would end up showing up. How could someone gain that much control over him and not be in the nearby area?! It made no sense to him. Right now Killua was nervous even being around others, especially those that had come across the horrible and bloody scene. Although it hadn't been that bad as there were only slit throats that bled into the snow with the mixture of his own blood. Killua had a bandage around his torso to hide his stitch job where he had used the leopard's claws to inflict wounds on himself. Then he had to stitch up his left shoulder where he gave himself another self-inflicted wound. The white bandages almost blended in perfectly with him, so it would be hard to even see the bandages at a quick glance. Ever since yesterday, Killua hadn't managed to get himself any sleep. Which wasn't good as he was nearing his limit on the number of days he could go without sleeping at all. Having been sleep deprived since he was a kitten he usually was used to it. But not with all the running thoughts and voices in his head he wasn't. The assassin was making his way silently through the snow, his eyes taking in any animals that were moving in the darkness. The serval was then able to pick out two figures out in the distance, and he flicked one of his ears. He couldn't sleep, but what were others doing up? Killua began to silently make his way over and appeared to the left of the slowly gathering group. London. Melantha. London hadn't been there on the scene where he had murdered two creatures so there was a chance that she didn't know. He had made it look like an accident after all and that's what most of them believed. Melantha, on the other hand, had been at the scene, and he debated whether or not to make his presence known to the rest of them. Would she call him out if he acted like nothing had ever happened? Might as well risk it, as it would clear his mind maybe. He appeared out from some of the trees and sat himself down, starring at the telescope that London had. The stars huh? He had no idea that she was interested in something like that stars. "Telescope huh? You would probably like the Ascendants though. They have a telescope that could see planets." Killua offered calmly as he shifted his paws in the snow. He seemed slightly nervous when he spoke, and despite that he had a small grin spread across his facial features.
He knew exactly what he had just done, and how easy it had been for his brother to take control of his body. How easy it had been for him to turn on his switch to take the lives of those that didn't deserve it. What if it had been a Snowbounder? What would have done then? He wasn't sure, as he probably would have still made it seem he wasn't the enemy then. Considering what his brother had done to him, he anticipated that the other would end up showing up. How could someone gain that much control over him and not be in the nearby area?! It made no sense to him. Right now Killua was nervous even being around others, especially those that had come across the horrible and bloody scene. Although it hadn't been that bad as there were only slit throats that bled into the snow with the mixture of his own blood. Killua had a bandage around his torso to hide his stitch job where he had used the leopard's claws to inflict wounds on himself. Then he had to stitch up his left shoulder where he gave himself another self-inflicted wound. The white bandages almost blended in perfectly with him, so it would be hard to even see the bandages at a quick glance. Ever since yesterday, Killua hadn't managed to get himself any sleep. Which wasn't good as he was nearing his limit on the number of days he could go without sleeping at all. Having been sleep deprived since he was a kitten he usually was used to it. But not with all the running thoughts and voices in his head he wasn't. The assassin was making his way silently through the snow, his eyes taking in any animals that were moving in the darkness. The serval was then able to pick out two figures out in the distance, and he flicked one of his ears. He couldn't sleep, but what were others doing up? Killua began to silently make his way over and appeared to the left of the slowly gathering group. London. Melantha. London hadn't been there on the scene where he had murdered two creatures so there was a chance that she didn't know. He had made it look like an accident after all and that's what most of them believed. Melantha, on the other hand, had been at the scene, and he debated whether or not to make his presence known to the rest of them. Would she call him out if he acted like nothing had ever happened? Might as well risk it, as it would clear his mind maybe. He appeared out from some of the trees and sat himself down, starring at the telescope that London had. The stars huh? He had no idea that she was interested in something like that stars. "Telescope huh? You would probably like the Ascendants though. They have a telescope that could see planets." Killua offered calmly as he shifted his paws in the snow. He seemed slightly nervous when he spoke, and despite that he had a small grin spread across his facial features.
snowbound -- snowseeker -- male -- 8 moons
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albino serval | extreme difficulty | BIO