10-22-2018, 06:53 PM
[size=9pt]Marina at the border wasn't exactly a sight that struck excitement in Moon's heart.
She was fucking insane. He's said it before and he'll say it again-- better live in a sewer under the command of a colony of disease-ridden rats then have Marina calling the shots. When she turned up at the Observatory and proceeded to beat the shit out of him, Moon had made several attempts at getting her to sit the fuck down and talk. She'd spilled some gargled mess that just barely passed as words and then got her freaky magic paws on his bloodstream and he still doesn't know what exactly she'd done, but what he did know was that it hurt like a bitch, and by the time she'd left, Har was gone with her.
So sue him for marching straight to the border as soon as he caught wind that she was paying them another visit, ready to hook a claw in one of gills and tear her something new. But he stopped short at what she had at her paws.
A bloody, mangled corpse. Drying blood stained the bits of its fur that was still viable and, from where he stood, Moon couldn't even tell what creature it was. Something had made ribbons out of its flesh, gnawed on the bones enough to leave indents. The exact same way al the other bodies had been left. There's that feeling again. The tightening of his throat, his heart picking up pace in his chest. He swallows on a dry throat and looks up to Marina. In that moment, all talk of Alliances and Enemies is forgotten. "What happened?"
/this is so rushed and its so late please forgive me thanks
She was fucking insane. He's said it before and he'll say it again-- better live in a sewer under the command of a colony of disease-ridden rats then have Marina calling the shots. When she turned up at the Observatory and proceeded to beat the shit out of him, Moon had made several attempts at getting her to sit the fuck down and talk. She'd spilled some gargled mess that just barely passed as words and then got her freaky magic paws on his bloodstream and he still doesn't know what exactly she'd done, but what he did know was that it hurt like a bitch, and by the time she'd left, Har was gone with her.
So sue him for marching straight to the border as soon as he caught wind that she was paying them another visit, ready to hook a claw in one of gills and tear her something new. But he stopped short at what she had at her paws.
A bloody, mangled corpse. Drying blood stained the bits of its fur that was still viable and, from where he stood, Moon couldn't even tell what creature it was. Something had made ribbons out of its flesh, gnawed on the bones enough to leave indents. The exact same way al the other bodies had been left. There's that feeling again. The tightening of his throat, his heart picking up pace in his chest. He swallows on a dry throat and looks up to Marina. In that moment, all talk of Alliances and Enemies is forgotten. "What happened?"
/this is so rushed and its so late please forgive me thanks
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