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onepassingnight2012-01-22 07:29 am
toxicwillpower) wrote in onepassingnight2012-01-22 07:29 am
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4th Reunion [OPEN] To Kill a Dinosaur
With a sickening squish the double bladed katana was removed from the dinosaur’s neck. The beast writhed on the ground, unable to scream or cry due to the blood that spurted out of the wound in its throat.
Kadaj walked in a wide circle around it. “Well, what do we have here?” He stopped at the head and crouched down next to its face, careful not to bloody himself. “You’re an ugly little monster aren’t you…” He stood and pressed his boot against its cheek, pushing its face away. The blood continued to squirt out evenly but in slow dying arcs from its neck. Only moments before the young remnant had been disturbed by this. . . thing trying to eat him. It was the last action it would ever do.
The teen's brows furrowed as he took in the sight of the creature. “You’re not from Gaia.” That was… unsettling. But there was one thing that was familiar through all of this. A sensation. A pull, no—a compulsion to travel in a particular direction. And while he had never felt this urge before he knew exactly what it was.
The dinosaur’s gasping breaths shook him from his thoughts. Kadaj looked down to note that its face was completely covered in thick dark blood. It clawed at its throat and kicked its legs weakly. Its eyes, large and beady black, stared at the remnant’s uncaring gaze, suffering.
Kadaj clicked his tongue in disgust. Though he would very much like to watch it die a slow and painful death as punishment, he decided to end it quickly. He wanted to find whatever was calling out to him.
“Don’t look at me that way.” He casually warned before abruptly jabbing the sword right into the monster’s trachea. It gurgled and sputtered for a final time. Did it die from choking on its own beastly fluids or blood loss? Whichever it was, it was irrelevant. The thing was dead and no longer held any interest. The dinosaur’s body fell completely limp and its once animalistic frightened eyes rolled back into its head. Kadaj smirked. “That’s better.”
Kadaj walked in a wide circle around it. “Well, what do we have here?” He stopped at the head and crouched down next to its face, careful not to bloody himself. “You’re an ugly little monster aren’t you…” He stood and pressed his boot against its cheek, pushing its face away. The blood continued to squirt out evenly but in slow dying arcs from its neck. Only moments before the young remnant had been disturbed by this. . . thing trying to eat him. It was the last action it would ever do.
The teen's brows furrowed as he took in the sight of the creature. “You’re not from Gaia.” That was… unsettling. But there was one thing that was familiar through all of this. A sensation. A pull, no—a compulsion to travel in a particular direction. And while he had never felt this urge before he knew exactly what it was.
The dinosaur’s gasping breaths shook him from his thoughts. Kadaj looked down to note that its face was completely covered in thick dark blood. It clawed at its throat and kicked its legs weakly. Its eyes, large and beady black, stared at the remnant’s uncaring gaze, suffering.
Kadaj clicked his tongue in disgust. Though he would very much like to watch it die a slow and painful death as punishment, he decided to end it quickly. He wanted to find whatever was calling out to him.
“Don’t look at me that way.” He casually warned before abruptly jabbing the sword right into the monster’s trachea. It gurgled and sputtered for a final time. Did it die from choking on its own beastly fluids or blood loss? Whichever it was, it was irrelevant. The thing was dead and no longer held any interest. The dinosaur’s body fell completely limp and its once animalistic frightened eyes rolled back into its head. Kadaj smirked. “That’s better.”
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“What do you know about this?” He made a wide sweeping gesture at the landscape. His tone reflected what he felt. “Is this ShinRa’s doing? Tell me!”
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She measures her words. She's come to be somewhat close to some of the employees of ShinRa she's met in her dreams. Heh. So even she can be loyal enough to be protective, these days.
"This isn't ShinRa," she says truthfully. "This... is probably a dream." It's not a difficult conclusion, now that his panic has made it seem wrong that dinosaurs are here and that she's talking to this man she's never seen, who doesn't belong among humans any more than she does.
She gives a somewhat sly smirk as she begins to relax a little, being able to answer honestly. "They say once you realize you're dreaming, you can control it." This could become fun.