Post by Deleted on Oct 30, 2014 15:39:08 GMT -5
It scared her.
Blackout was quick to shoot her down again, this time about her wanting to meet his sister. This angered her. Creed found herself glaring at the dark haired man, cursing him silently as he branded her desperate. Yeah, she was. She wanted to hurt him. Creed wanted to mess with his emotions but yet he wouldn’t allow it. Whatever she threw at him, he would just bounce it away with his lack of emotions. Creed was certainly getting desperate. Almost to the point of wanting to end this little game and him. She could do it….right now. Just kill him and be done with it. Sure, it would be a loss as she found him so entertaining. But she’ll get over it. Give it a few days and Creed will find a new toy to play with.
For some reason, whatever came out of Blackout’s mouth came across harsh and rude. Now he wished to know why she was remaining here. Not that she would tell him, Creed would not be told what to do or when; and to her, that’s what it seemed as though he was doing – pushing her away and out of this room.
Still holding onto her glaring gaze, Creed would keep her purple eyes locked onto Blackout. Her claws tapped impatiently against the solid darkness which she sat upon. She was considering it – killing him. Creed was growing tired of his bitterness and it was starting to drag her down. Blackout was losing her attention which would only result in her attempting to murder him and steal away the lack of soul he seemed to have. Knowing that she had been in his dreams and memories, Creed wasn’t entirely sure if this was the real Blackout or not. Would her efforts in absorbing his soul be pointless? She thought so.
Creed pushed herself from off the dark edge and onto the blending blackness which was the floor. Keeping her narrowing eyes upon his blue orbs, Creed would start to walk towards him. The only sound which filled the empty dark room was of her heels clicking against the surface. The sound was deafening. It didn’t help the walk from the other side of the room to the door seemed to take forever. All the while she moved towards the exit, she would never let her angered eyes leave Blackout’s face. Only when she brushed past him, Creed would focus on the door. Without a word, her hand cupped the handle and pulled it open, allowing a blinding light to fill the dark room the two stood in. The dark saviour wasted no time in adjusting to the light before stepping. She was in no mood to stick around any longer. And with that, Creed left the dark room and back into the blinding white hallway she first appeared in when entering this strange concept of a castle. [/ul]
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