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| Lie to me; -open, Toran's place | |
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| Topic Started: Friday, 29. November 2013, 00:54 (3,597 Views) | |
| Toran | Tuesday, 10. December 2013, 19:33 Post #161 |
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The Formerly Hated
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When he felt the transformation to cold leaden weight Toran shifted Lucy into a comfortable position, looking down at her with his silver-blue eyes. She was even more valuable to him now that her blood ran through his system. Lilbit bordered on an obsession for him, even before she was one of his donors. He took several deep breaths and made sure she was laying in a comfortable position, taking care to lock her into the room, securing her safety for now. He got up and showered for quite a while in his glass box before going around and making sure no little chunks of Mac remained in his guest room. Scrubbing her blood from his cot. He tossed everything with her blood and flesh in it into a chute that dropped down to an incinerator he had set up. He knew Mac would be paranoid as fuck when she stopped think of all the blood and flesh she had left behind. So he wanted to be able to tell her with a straight face that he had taken care of it, no remainders. Once everything was returned to clean and normal order he let himself into the room with Lucy and curled under the covers around her, drifting slowly to sleep with his girl in his arms. |
![]() Toran's Voice Can't leave... can't leave... can't leave the girls will eat me.... | |
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