#another open starter

[firstlove-thesea]

"I'm a pirate, love" Sparrow reminded, trying so very hard to make that smug grin look convincing though the pirate was struggling.

"Perhaps you should've known better than to be trusting me in the first place, eh?"

[ripplesofrhapsody]

He should be used to feeling less than human. Numb and simply a servant to someone else's ends. He couldn't bring himself to actually care anymore.

Cloud wasn't a person. That was just the truth.

[firstlove-thesea]

"You want you to find this, because the finding of this finds you incapacitorially finding and or locating in your discovering the detecting of a way to save your dolly belle, ol' what's-her-face." Jack then paused, attempting to give the other a more or less convincing grin.

"Savvy?"

[nothingphobia]

❛[ ✧ JACKAL ] ≻ OPEN STARTER : JUST SOME CREEPY QUOTES

    ❝-—I know what you crave... what you fear. Will you be able to live with yourself knowing what I’m going to make you do? Everyone else couldn’t. Too bad they dragged you into this- but either way, you’re mine.... to do with as I please.❞

[exiled-knight]

The Beast will have it’s Day

                       It couldn’t be a more unpleasant time frame for this routine check within the district , suspicious development accumulated to draw attention from the guard. It was enough for Grayson to take precaution to leave the building he was habituated to.  Slipping out the back, per usual of the alleyway which snaked through the main streets of London. Less traveled with the spooled intention for a miscreant playground. The moon’s strangulating hold felt drastically as she approached , every fiber of his being gravitated of perturbation.  An itch he couldn’t quite scratch.   It made him fractious, potentially dangerous toward those who would oppose him, question him -- such as the law enforcement that loudly exclaimed their presence amid every corner street he passed in parallel mud caked paths.

Their voices carried, whistles blared !  It was excruciating to his heightened senses that once a whistle blew nearest of the blockade he approached , he lurched forward amid stumbling disparity . Instantly bringing his hands to cover his ears whilst he teetered hard into brick. A groan eluded him, the vocalization corroded more animal than man.  Then the pain inaugurated, spiraling the notion that the beast within woke.  Suddenly panic asphyxiated him, flinging himself from the wall and drastically down a set of stairs to the tunnels below.  He’d pivot further in the dark, a navigating ease through such tenebrosity was never a good sign.  Or perhaps he had not noticed that since his infliction he hadn’t need light to traverse shadow.

             Nevertheless, Grayson pushed further into the underground. With hope he carried in afterthought; with enough distance from the streets above - yet his mind broke in distraction as another shot of pain plummeted him to his knees. Bone snapped forward, cartilage maneuvered with it.  He cried out in unison , as he fell forward onto his hands.  Fur began to blend with facial hair, canines divided molars , they turned to razors  and under the tension of his agony they dug hard into his gums.  Causing blood to ooze from lips.

“  Y-you sonuva bitch, you couldn’t wait any longer ! “  The agony infiltrated his proclaim, dissociate his pitch in voice.  Guttural emphasis had the man sneering with the influence of what demanded release. 

[zuzuness-blog]

Backup plan

To say that his cab driver was frightened was an understatement. It wasn’t every day that a bloody man requested a ride, and Izuna’s current physical state would only make someone ask if they should drive to a hospital first.

“Just drive. I’ll tell you when to stop.”

Although his face was beautiful, the harsh words that came from his mouth did not match his appearance. Not wanting to anger the man, the cab driver nodded and drove off as if nothing happened. 

With the driver’s eyes averted from him, Izuna proceeded to take off his suit jacket and unbuttoned the dress shirt partially, revealing a bloody wound on his upper chest. Clenching his teeth, he began to clean the area with the supplies he had stowed in to his briefcase. 

There was always a chance that a meeting between potential allies could go wrong, and Izuna had been wise to prepare for the worst case scenario.  All it took was for someone to say the wrong word in order to start violence amongst the men in the room, but Izuna reacted quickly and did his best to get out of the building without drawing too much attention to himself. Luckily the deal had gone down at night in a part of Macau that most tourists and locals didn’t frequent once the sun went down. 

Once his wound was as patched up as he could get it with his medical abilities, Izuna examined the gun he had brought along with him, making sure to rub off the blood that had got on to the body as well as reload it.

That particular sound caused the cab driver to look in the rear-view mirrior, eyeing Izuna in horror.

“If you say anything, I will use this on you. Keep driving.”

The man nodded out of fear and averted his gaze from the Uchiha. Izuna wasn’t one to resort to violence with people who had no quarrels with him, but the actions of the other men had left him in a very irritable mood. He needed to get to safety fast in order to regroup with his brother. Word couldn’t get out that a deal with the Akatsuki had gone wrong.

Looking back to see if any cars were following them, Izuna couldn’t find anything that stuck out. That didn’t mean he was safe, but it did allow him a few minutes of peace in order to catch his breath.

Focusing on his breathing, he leaned his head back against the seat and closed his eyes as he focused on the next task on hand.

“You’ll need to drive towards the area near the port. Try not to draw any attention towards us.”

Izuna didn’t bother opening his eyes to see if the cab driver had obeyed his order, because the silence was enough to go off of in order to know that the man wasn’t stupid enough to go against what he had said.

‘Damn foreigners. They always screw things over for us.’ Izuna thought in his head, ‘Why did brother think this particular group would be of great use? They couldn’t even take me out properly.’

[sovereignunderthemoon-blog]

Outside the Hall of Crooked Fingers

There was nothing to fear for the Queen of the Vampires. Not in the dark forest that she considered the courtyard of her palace. Her subjects were nearby but farther than an arm’s length. Sometimes, it was nice to find respite from the soft murmurs of her home’s halls.

But Safiria felt that she wasn’t alone. Definitely not in danger, as far as she could judge, but not alone.

“Braving the night for a jaunt?” Safiria spoke, breaking from her usual address for this quiet moment. 

[crispin-tullan-hprp-blog]

Scratching at his newly etched scar, Crispin walked down the hallway. He felt slightly dazed by the sight of his own blood and he was nearly sick from staring at all pink for around an hour. He was going to have nightmares for months because of that troll. Now he knew that Umbridge wasn't very open minded when it came to curious young wizards. It was just one poster of this muggle model that his sister had introduced him to. It wasn't as though it was a woman or anything and it was stuck on the top of his bed. Crispin kept it there so that his dorm mates wouldn't see it but apparently Professor Umbridge did inspections now and wasn't happy about it. This was why he hadn't said anything to his peers nor to his own family. Crispin cringed as he imagined a howler from his father in front of every member of the school.