PHQ-Nickname:
hollow
Halfquake:
Radical Perfection
Level:
21
Total kills:
711,304
Birthday:
September 25th 1985
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| Mood: | depressive |
| Type: | Story |
| Added: | November 21st 2005, 18:25:37 |
| Visits: | 1015 |
| Rating: | Not rated yet. |
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Edward had stalled for as much time as he dared, and yet put one finger at a time around the hilt of the dagger. Withdrawing it from the leather sheath, he closed his eyes and sucked on the air, tasting the blood not yet released from the rat race beneath the surface. Carelessly, the tip crept barely into his forearm. The flow that passed through the hollow blade spilled from the end of the handle into the cup, and filled it.
Returning, he handed it to the man seated, who drank deeply, gasping for breath only at some instinctive level. The seated, burning flesh, somehow kept the coat spotless and green and brilliant. He looked like an insect. Timidly, smiling, he holds out his hand, and Edward, smiling, bites off the skin between the thumb and finger. He hold his mouth there, and passing his lips is as much as he gave to the cup.
Later,
Edward vomits into the sink. Sometimes he wonders if the sanitation plants check for the contents of the sewage. Sometimes he worries if they do. It ' s worth it to be wanted. |
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