Post by Deleted on Dec 2, 2016 23:10:13 GMT -5
Talon looked at the girl sitting on the counter before him with a big ol' smile on his face. She looked half dead, to bad he wasn't actually allowed to kill her. He took another drag of his cigarette and blew the smoke out threw his nose. He shifted his weight on his back foot and leaned against a shelf.
Taylor: “Don’t you have anything better to do than play with a dying girl?”
Talon paused. He looked at her more closely now. She was giving up and that just won't do. He walked forward. His boots thudding softly on the carpet as he stepped on broken glass and soaping wet blood. Slapping her in the face a few times with his open palm he started to laugh.
Talon: You're not dying sweetheart. Not today at least. Can't allow that.
Taylor: Thanks for the cigarette...... Now go fuck yourself.
Talon: Ya know, I would love to kill ya. It'd be fun. We'd make a game of it you and me. You'd scream, and you'd cry, and you'd beg for it to stop..... But *He said as he put his cigarette out on her neck. The fresh jolt of sensation was just to waken her up a bit.* You're going to live until Nelson says you can die. When he give your his permission, then you can bite it honey, but until then........ *Talon slapped her hard with a backhand this time that nearly sent her off the counter crashing behind it. But somehow she managed to stay on the counter.* WAKE THE FUCK UP!
Talon turned his back on her and walked to the window. Peering outside he could see the streets were still pretty empty, aside from a stray termite here and there.
Talon: We haven't even started yet honey. * He said peering out the window careful to not let his body be in few to anyone or anything outside.* You and me? * Talon said turning to Taylor with a smile.* We're going to become reeeaaal good friends.
Talon turned and walked out of the room leaving Taylor there by himself. He was going to torture her and wanted to see what he could find to "play with" in this shitty little liquor store. He was bored she was mouthy, a bad combination for a sociopath with issues with patience.