WOLF GAME: THIRD DAY, FIFTH VICTIM
aw man, i just realized i missed dr. phil. HOW LAME IS THAT.
The air was stale and angry around him, and he moved silently from his spot against the unsteady granite wall. Unsteady - everything around him was crumbling, falling apart, right in step with every move he made. He strode across the marble floor, his footsteps echoing off the narrow corridor he was confined to. He was fluid and graceful, deceptive and cruel. The panes of broken windows shook from his solid steps, shuddering slightly whenever he passed by. Forcing back a bitter scowl and running his hands through his hair, Mordecai eyed him warily as the man approached and nodded slightly to the large wooden door he was leaning against.
Pushing himself up and around, Mordecai's fingers latched around the door's handle. He tugged slightly; the brass hinges groaned in protest. The termite-infested entranceway opened after a couple seconds, and Mordecai took a step back to allow the strange man to enter.
Life. Etched into the floor, demanding attention with sharp lines and deep grooves. Life was where he lived. Etched into the marble floor. Life was where he lived, and he let no one else tell him anything different.
Life was etched into the marble floor, and Mordecai couldn't look at it for very long without his stomach coiling tightly in confined, controlled, well-timed anger.
Why was he waiting for him, anyway? Clenching his jaw together tightly, Mordecai bit back the sudden urge of violence that was pulsing through his veins, streaming rapidly through his brain. Temper, temper, he thought to himself, tilting his chin slightly as he moved into the darkened room.
"She's the one they wanted," Mordecai said casually, approaching the man from behind, dark fingers ghosting along his back. "I don't know why you insisted I bring her here, Viktor. Do you know how ridiculously hard it was dragging her body through all that fucking wood? It was terrible. And for what? So you can fuck around with her before the wolves do?"
Viktor took a step away from the offending hand roaming down his spine, over the small of his back, down lower to the curve of his ass. Snorting indignantly, the latter made his way quietly towards what had his partner’s attention so clearly captivated. Jackie lay unconscious at the far wall, bruised wrists shackled above her head and clothes torn nearly to pieces. Mordecai's shadowy steps made little noise as he sidled up to her side, squatting down and inspecting her battered body carefully.
"You're interfering too much," Viktor spoke, finally, and his voice was gentle, sweet, unlike the poetic danger written easily in his face. "You're the one who started this, Mordecai. This is your game, and the only reason I allow you to play it is because it gets you out of my hair for a couple days."
Dark hands had been trailing their way up Jackie's semi-exposed thighs, but stopped almost immediately in their path upon hearing his counterpart's soft-spoken words. Viktor didn't even have the time to blink before Mordecai was across the room, over to him, fingers digging into the rough fabric of his shirt, shoving him hard against the wall, snapping Viktor's head back - skull meeting brick, hard, violently. He stood there for awhile, saying nothing, allowing his obvious anger to melt from his face. Viktor stared at him, unflinchingly, and Mordecai let go of his shirt, placing his palm against the wall, pinning him between unforgiving rock and solid flesh.
"You think this is a fucking joke?" he whispered down to Viktor, the corner of his mouth tilted up slightly in either a snarl or a smile. "You think I'm fucking around when I bring these people here to die? I really don't see what's so funny about this."
Clear blue eyes remain locked with darker ones, steady, calm. Accepting.
"Well," he continued thoughtfully, "that's a bit of a lie, since I find all of this pretty amusing."
Calloused fingers stroked gently over Viktor's chin, up along his cheekbone, through dark blonde hair. Blue eyes faltered slightly, and a dark eyebrow raised over green eyes, interested, unwavering. His rough touch moved down, along his shoulders, over his chest, and as Mordecai flattened his palm against the warm pale skin on his stomach, he felt Viktor's entire body tremble.
Then.
Hard fist connecting with a strong jaw, pulling cold hands away from a warm body. Mordecai fell back a few steps, fingers reaching up to touch his face as Viktor brushed himself off, as if nothing had happened. Mordecai allowed himself a small smirk beneath exploring fingers, saying nothing and watching Viktor carefully as a predator does his prey. He pressed his the pad of his thumb against his lips, the coppery taste of blood not entirely unpleasant on his tongue. He smirk shifted into a lazy smile.
"Don't touch her anymore," Viktor said, and the gentleness from his voice was gone. "Unchain her and take her back into the woods. Let the animals hunt for their dinner this time."
Footsteps, then a door opening. Light cascaded briefly into the room, and shadows danced across Mordecai's features. His smile disappeared as soon as Viktor was gone.
Life was etched into the floor, over Jackie's skin. Bending down carefully, he pulled the dagger that had been forcefully pushed into the ground and went to work:
Lies.
Lies were etched into the marble floor.
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... LOL OKAY SO YOU DON'T ACTUALLY GET TO SEE YOUR DEATH JACKIE, BUT I AM RUNNING OUT OF IDEAS AND JUST THROWING RANDOM STUFF INTO THESE STORIES AS I GO ALONG. BUT FEAR NOT, IT IS ASSUMED THAT YOU DO ACTUALLY... DIE. or you can pretend you didn't and escaped and ran off somewhere, IDK.
FASFNEWKG I AM SO HUNGRY, i need supper D:
PLAYERS:
1. perfectexcuses - KELLY [killed on the first night]
2. erudire - JESSICA [voted off on the first day]
3. bumped - JACKIE [killed on the third night]
4. bluntedge - TWIGGY
5. sutoberii - JESS
6. fitzthemighty - FITZ
7. ohfetus - KATE
8. so_the_shank - SHANK
9. zasshou - ZASSHOU [voted off on the second day]
10. hokage - TRI
11. xiahleyu - KOU
12. zeli17 - NICKI [killed on the second night]
13. shizukaneko - LANG
you have until 9 PM EST to vote. AND NO MORE VOTING PEOPLE OFF BECAUSE YOU WANT GAY PORN. THAT IS TERRIBLE, YOU GUYS. >:|
The air was stale and angry around him, and he moved silently from his spot against the unsteady granite wall. Unsteady - everything around him was crumbling, falling apart, right in step with every move he made. He strode across the marble floor, his footsteps echoing off the narrow corridor he was confined to. He was fluid and graceful, deceptive and cruel. The panes of broken windows shook from his solid steps, shuddering slightly whenever he passed by. Forcing back a bitter scowl and running his hands through his hair, Mordecai eyed him warily as the man approached and nodded slightly to the large wooden door he was leaning against.
Pushing himself up and around, Mordecai's fingers latched around the door's handle. He tugged slightly; the brass hinges groaned in protest. The termite-infested entranceway opened after a couple seconds, and Mordecai took a step back to allow the strange man to enter.
Life. Etched into the floor, demanding attention with sharp lines and deep grooves. Life was where he lived. Etched into the marble floor. Life was where he lived, and he let no one else tell him anything different.
Life was etched into the marble floor, and Mordecai couldn't look at it for very long without his stomach coiling tightly in confined, controlled, well-timed anger.
Why was he waiting for him, anyway? Clenching his jaw together tightly, Mordecai bit back the sudden urge of violence that was pulsing through his veins, streaming rapidly through his brain. Temper, temper, he thought to himself, tilting his chin slightly as he moved into the darkened room.
"She's the one they wanted," Mordecai said casually, approaching the man from behind, dark fingers ghosting along his back. "I don't know why you insisted I bring her here, Viktor. Do you know how ridiculously hard it was dragging her body through all that fucking wood? It was terrible. And for what? So you can fuck around with her before the wolves do?"
Viktor took a step away from the offending hand roaming down his spine, over the small of his back, down lower to the curve of his ass. Snorting indignantly, the latter made his way quietly towards what had his partner’s attention so clearly captivated. Jackie lay unconscious at the far wall, bruised wrists shackled above her head and clothes torn nearly to pieces. Mordecai's shadowy steps made little noise as he sidled up to her side, squatting down and inspecting her battered body carefully.
"You're interfering too much," Viktor spoke, finally, and his voice was gentle, sweet, unlike the poetic danger written easily in his face. "You're the one who started this, Mordecai. This is your game, and the only reason I allow you to play it is because it gets you out of my hair for a couple days."
Dark hands had been trailing their way up Jackie's semi-exposed thighs, but stopped almost immediately in their path upon hearing his counterpart's soft-spoken words. Viktor didn't even have the time to blink before Mordecai was across the room, over to him, fingers digging into the rough fabric of his shirt, shoving him hard against the wall, snapping Viktor's head back - skull meeting brick, hard, violently. He stood there for awhile, saying nothing, allowing his obvious anger to melt from his face. Viktor stared at him, unflinchingly, and Mordecai let go of his shirt, placing his palm against the wall, pinning him between unforgiving rock and solid flesh.
"You think this is a fucking joke?" he whispered down to Viktor, the corner of his mouth tilted up slightly in either a snarl or a smile. "You think I'm fucking around when I bring these people here to die? I really don't see what's so funny about this."
Clear blue eyes remain locked with darker ones, steady, calm. Accepting.
"Well," he continued thoughtfully, "that's a bit of a lie, since I find all of this pretty amusing."
Calloused fingers stroked gently over Viktor's chin, up along his cheekbone, through dark blonde hair. Blue eyes faltered slightly, and a dark eyebrow raised over green eyes, interested, unwavering. His rough touch moved down, along his shoulders, over his chest, and as Mordecai flattened his palm against the warm pale skin on his stomach, he felt Viktor's entire body tremble.
Then.
Hard fist connecting with a strong jaw, pulling cold hands away from a warm body. Mordecai fell back a few steps, fingers reaching up to touch his face as Viktor brushed himself off, as if nothing had happened. Mordecai allowed himself a small smirk beneath exploring fingers, saying nothing and watching Viktor carefully as a predator does his prey. He pressed his the pad of his thumb against his lips, the coppery taste of blood not entirely unpleasant on his tongue. He smirk shifted into a lazy smile.
"Don't touch her anymore," Viktor said, and the gentleness from his voice was gone. "Unchain her and take her back into the woods. Let the animals hunt for their dinner this time."
Footsteps, then a door opening. Light cascaded briefly into the room, and shadows danced across Mordecai's features. His smile disappeared as soon as Viktor was gone.
Life was etched into the floor, over Jackie's skin. Bending down carefully, he pulled the dagger that had been forcefully pushed into the ground and went to work:
Lies.
Lies were etched into the marble floor.
---------------------------------------------
... LOL OKAY SO YOU DON'T ACTUALLY GET TO SEE YOUR DEATH JACKIE, BUT I AM RUNNING OUT OF IDEAS AND JUST THROWING RANDOM STUFF INTO THESE STORIES AS I GO ALONG. BUT FEAR NOT, IT IS ASSUMED THAT YOU DO ACTUALLY... DIE. or you can pretend you didn't and escaped and ran off somewhere, IDK.
FASFNEWKG I AM SO HUNGRY, i need supper D:
PLAYERS:
1. perfectexcuses - KELLY [killed on the first night]
2. erudire - JESSICA [voted off on the first day]
3. bumped - JACKIE [killed on the third night]
4. bluntedge - TWIGGY
5. sutoberii - JESS
6. fitzthemighty - FITZ
7. ohfetus - KATE
8. so_the_shank - SHANK
9. zasshou - ZASSHOU [voted off on the second day]
10. hokage - TRI
11. xiahleyu - KOU
12. zeli17 - NICKI [killed on the second night]
13. shizukaneko - LANG
you have until 9 PM EST to vote. AND NO MORE VOTING PEOPLE OFF BECAUSE YOU WANT GAY PORN. THAT IS TERRIBLE, YOU GUYS. >:|