i miss you // o, nightmare

[DAMION MAVERICK]

"CALL ME MAVERICK"

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cleopatra was her name? not sofiya? what a disappointment. still half in-touch with reality he straightened his back, a sinister smile on his face. "cleopatra?" honeyed voice would coon, grin widening, bloodstained teeth gleaming, green optics glowing even brighter. "i'm fine. absolutely, why would you ask that?" the scent of blood touched his nose, he inhaled with a small content sigh, then the stink of a rabbit tickled the senses. he stifled an eyeroll, turning his head in fraggle's direction. smell mixed with blood did not scare the youngster? well that didn't matter to damion, he didn't care. let him approach, let him touch the israeli, let him see what was going to happen to him. "i'm not hurt. why would i be hurt?"

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