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Post by Devlin Tempest on Sept 30, 2010 17:51:00 GMT
My eyebrows were raised high as I felt a deep pain strike my chest. It wasn't physical pain, like something was wrong with my insides; it was a deep, slicing pain that had no reason to be. They were unwelcome, illogical wounds inflicted internally by the snapping of ones heart in two. Poetic, wasn't it? Mickey... Why Mickey?? Of all people. I felt like such a dumbass! If there was one thing I wished I could take back in my existance, it would be agreeing to let Kestrel 'change' me. She'd definatly accomplished some form of change in me, and I didn't like it. I'd let her get too close. I wasn't going to admit to myself that I had feelings for her; not when she so plainly had none in return for me. That fact had raised many questions in my mind, one in particular bothered me the most; was it because I was a vampire? I'd had alot of time to think about that over this past week, and that seemed like the most logical answer. "Mickey huh?" I frowned, making my disapproval obvious. I was secretly hoping that whatever demon was runing around out there would target Mickey next; it wold make my life so much less complicated if he were to be decapitated. I might even help. "I'm not going to say thats great, because honestly I think you deserve better. Mickey is not the brightest crayon in the box." I sighed, shaking my head with my eyebrows raised. "Then again, what do I know right? I'm an emotionless demon just like the rest of them, aren't I? I dont have feelings, do I Kessie? I mean, I'm just a vampire, right? I shouldn't have feelings or emotions. I'm soulless, am I right?" I was nodding my head slowly as I kept my eyes focused on something beside her. I was waiting for her to object, to prove my suspicions wrong, but she said nothing. I felt another twinge and crack, but I gritted my teeth and ignored it. "Glad to know how little you think of me." My face was now stoney, I'd given up on the fake smiling. "Clears alot up." I really was one stupid ass vampire to bet so much on the slight chance the slayer might give a shit. Boy was I wrong... And just like every bet you lose, you're going to have to pay the price in some form or another. Gah, Devlin, what is it about her that does this to you?!
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Post by Kestrel Savage. on Sept 30, 2010 18:58:00 GMT
"Glad to see how little you think of me," He growled. "Clears alot up." I opened my mouth to object when I heard her calling behind me. "I'm here! I'm not late!" Naanee skipped to me, freezing when she spotted Devlin, the smile falling from her face and being replaced with confusion. "Did I get the days wrong?" She asked, puzzled. "No," I told her clearly, not taking my eyes off of Devlin. "It's still tonight." "But--" "Naanee, go pick a weapon," My voice was soft but firm. Naanee hesitated, but turned and trotted into the Crypt, where I kept the chest full of my vampire slaying weapons. "I'm teaching her how to fight like a slayer," I informed a very confused looking Devlin. "In case anything happens to me." My eyes fell to the grass and I blinked; when I opened them again Devlin was standing less than two feet away. I'd forgotten how fast a vampire could move... I looked up at him in surprise. He looked so angry -- But he was a vampire, of course he did. "I'd be lying if I said I didn't have feelings for you," I told him honestly, trying to be brave enough to keep eye contact with him. "But I know how the whole vampirexslayer relationships turn out," I clenched my teeth, remembering -- No, I wasn't remembering. Not after I'd worked so hard to forget him. "And sometimes you can be so sweet and for some reason I convince myself that I have a chance with you and then when it hits me it hits me and I remember you're one of them and that we shouldn't even be friends, which sucks because--" I broke off, my eyes falling off of his face as Naanee disappeared. Even my psycho sister for once seemed like she had a clue about what was going on here. "I can come back later..." She murmured, having chosen the sword. My axe was on the ground just a few feet away. I shook my head, trying to keep my voice from breaking as I spoke. "No, it's fine," I told her, stepping away from Devlin.
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Post by Devlin Tempest on Sept 30, 2010 19:49:35 GMT
I watched her with my teeth tightly clenched. I was not going to deny the pain I felt because of her words, trust me, I felt it. It was great to finally know where she stood, and what she thought; not that it made a whole load of sense to me. What did she mean she knew how vampirexslayer relationships ended up like? She wouldn't know that unless she'd been in one. Wait, hadshe been in one? I raised my eyebrows at the thought, pulling my eyes away to focus on a dead daisy lying on the grass. "Well then I guess all I can say is sorry for being a vampire," My voice broke a little. I guess I could understand a little about how she felt, even if I didn't agree. She was a slayer and I was her enemy. That was the way it was supposed to be... But if that was so, why did I feel differently? I dug my hands in my pockets and pulled out a small wooden music box, about the size of my fist. Gently, I opened it and ran my finger over the gold lettering on the small mirror on the inside of the lid. The mahogany wood was lined with read velvet material and already at the bottom was a small, diamond necklace with her birthstone on the center of the diamond. It was only the size of my pinky nail. A soft, elegant tune began to play when I wound it up and I smiled. That was my tune I'd written. E 'il tuo cuore che ti farà capire il modo in cui quando si è perso, tutto quello che devi fare è ascoltare. Thats what the writing said in Italian. I don't know why I'd chosen Italian when I had the box made. Spur of the moment decision. Directly translated, it meant 'It is your heart that will tell you the way when you’re lost, all you have to do is listen.' "Here," I closed the box and flung it to her. She caught it effortlessly. "Merry Christmas." I grinned crookedly at her, turned and walked away. I hoped she'd like it, but I supposed it wouldn't make a difference.
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Post by Kestrel Savage. on Sept 30, 2010 20:12:03 GMT
"What's that?" Mickey asked as he lay next to me, touching my necklace softly. I shied away from him a little. "Early Christmas present," I murmured, still a little dazed. It was around four in the morning -- I hadn't seen Devlin at that night class. Mickey and I were lying in his bed at his apartment, watching Dracula, but I wasn't paying much attention to the film. Mickey's arm around me tightened and he kissed the back of my neck; I felt his lips touch the chain. Jinny had translated the little incription on the box for me. I wondered why Devlin had chosen that to say to me. I touched the necklace lightly. Every time my phone had buzzed in my pocket that evening, I'd wished it was Devlin. Jinny said there was some trouble with Anya. Sol's little vengance demon had gone crazy and killed twenty two men on campus by ripping out their hearts. I closed my eyes. I knew what this meant. How was I supposed to tell Sol? "I have to go," I murmured, pushing Mickey's arm off of me and heading to the door. Mickey shrugged on his jacket and stood up. "Alone," I winked at him, walking out and closing the door behind me. Oh, I hated living on a Hellmouth. I walked straight to the graveyard Crypt and opened the chest. Sword... No. Axe... Nah, not for a vengence demon. Ooh. A rapor. Nice thin little swords those. That'd do nicely. I closed the chest and turned around, seeing a figure in the door. I jumped. "Gile's, you scared me," I sighed. "You assured me you weren't going to go slaying," he murmured, eyebrows raised and glasses fixed. "I know, I lied, I'm a bad person, I've been told already today," I walked past him, freezing when I saw Devlin in the graveyard too. "I thought perhaps I wouldn't be able to convince you not to go slaying tonight," Giles stood beside me. "So I asked Mr. Tempest to help me to persuade you," he looked seriously at me. "But--" "No." "But Anya--" "Can wait, I'm sure," Gile's put his hand on my shoulder and took the sword from my hand. "Please make sure she goes straight home," Giles requested of Devlin, who was being awfully quiet. Ugh. Giles was a enuis in everything except human relationships. He obviously couldn't sense the awkwardness between me and Devlin.
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Post by Devlin Tempest on Sept 30, 2010 23:10:01 GMT
You'd think the awkwardness in the air would bother me more, but I felt strangely placid as well as alert. She seemed stunned to see me there with Giles, and my eyes went straight to the necklace around her neck. I felt myself smile softly as I kept my hands in my pockets. "please make sure she goes straight home," Giles murmured as he took Kestrels sword from her. I nodded, but said nothing. Giles gave me a thankful smile and disappeared into the crypt, leaving me alone with Kestrel. I sighed at her obvious dislike of this idea. "C'mon," I linked my arm with hers as I pulled her along. "Ive got a promise to keep." Giles and I had been chatting last night, after his lecture which I didn't attend. He explained the Anya situation to me in unnecessary detail, meantioning several times his concern for Kestrels wellbeing and would prefer her to sit this one out. My obvious dislike for Sol was not what had compelled me to agree to this crazy plan of his. I needed something to do; anything. I was running out of hobbies. That's why I'd given the OK for Giles's plan for me to slay Anya. Who would have thunk it? A vampire vampire slayer. Well in this case, vengence demon slayer.
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Post by Kestrel Savage. on Oct 1, 2010 6:11:06 GMT
{Please don't actually slay Anya, cuz vengence demons are a lot harder than vampires to slay. Stakes don't kill them, nor do swords through the heart, etc. Plus this is how Dev'll find out about Lucas...} I reluctanly let him tow me along to Sol's apartment. Hey -- how had he known where Sol lived?? Had Giles told him? That was weird... When we got inside, Anya wasn't there. Sol and Jinny were however. They were arguing. "When were you planning on telling us?!" Sol demanded angrily. He looked heartbroken. "I'm telling you now," Jinny replied calmly. "Great. Thank you," Sol's tone was sunken with sarcasm, "Jinny, it's Anya! How could you let us--How could you not have told us?!" "Sol," I tried to get his attention, pulling away from Devlin. "How could you not have told me?!" The outrage in his voice was plain; I realised he didn't know I knew. "Sol," I spoke more forcefully as I took another step towards him. "It's okay; she didn't tell us for a reason," I informed him. "She didn't tell us because she knows what I have to do." Realisation dawned in his eyes. He looked from me to Jinny, shaking his head. "She's not the Anya that you knew Sol, She's a demon," I reinforced the point. "That doesn't mean you have to kill her!" Sol protested impatiently. My eyes narrowed as I recognised his tone. "Don't act like this is easy for me," I shook my head. "You know it's not." "There are other options!" "I've considered them." "When?! Just now?" He was losing patience quickly. "Took you all of ten seconds to decide to kill one of your best friends?!" "The thought that it might come to this has occured to me before," I kept my voice level, trying not to sound stung by his comment. "It's occured to you too," I reminded him. "But we can change what she did, right?" Sol demanded, "These are mystical deaths; we can reverse it, we can do something!" He looked to Jinny. She shook her head. "I don't have anywhere near that kind of power. Kestrel was stabbed; she didn't have her heart ripped out. And there wasn't twenty two of her." "Sol, I know this is hard for you to here," I snapped his attention back to me, "But it's what I have to do." "Hard for me to here?!" He asked in disbelief, "Kes, you want to kill Anya!" "I don't want to!" I protested. "Then don't!" Sol practically begged me, "This isn't new ground for us; when a friendgoes all crazy we help them!" "It's different--" "I love her." "I know, and that's why you can't see this for what it really is. You're human. Anya's a demon." "And you're the slayer. You know," He took a few steps across the room so that he was standing next to Devlin, "If there is a mass murdering demon that you are oh say boning--" "I'm not--" "Then it's all a grey area." "Devlin is a different case here, Sol," I told him angrily, "He was born a demon; Anya chose to become one." "You don't know what she's going through! Kes you have no idea how I feel about h--" "I killed Lucas." There was a moment of silence and I saw it in his eyes as he remembered that. Jinny cast her eyes down and stayed quiet. "Do you even remember that?" I whispered. "I would have given up everything I had to be with--" I broke off, trying to stop my voice from breaking. Lucas's memory hadn't surfaced in a long time. "I loved him more than I will ever love anyone or anything on this earth; I still think I love him. And I put a sword through his heart because I had to." There was a pause. "That all worked out okay?" Jinny offered from where she was sitting. "Remember cheering me on?" I asked Sol, who was still respectfully quiet. "Remember telling me to kick his ass?" "This is different--" "It is always different!" I raised my voice. "It is always complicated. And at some point someone is going to have to draw the line and that is always going to be me!" Not that I was enjoying it. "Human rules don't apply," I said weakly. "There has to be another way," Sol looked uncertain. "Then please find it," I regained levelness in my voice. Sol walked out, slamming the door behind him, leaving myself, Jinny and Devlin alone again. After long moment of hesitation I went to Sol's cupboard and picked out a sword. Not as great a selection as the Crypt, but not bad...
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Post by Devlin Tempest on Oct 1, 2010 20:13:41 GMT
I leaned against the bookshelf thoughtfully, my eyebrows raised as I thought about what I'd just heard. So Kestrel had been in love with a demon? She'd just openly admitted to still being in love with the man she'd slayed. I wasn't going to say I was afraid, my mind was just a little more open. I had to admire her guts though; I doubted most people would be able to kill the person they were in love with and live through it. That statement just made me question her mental health and, looking at her sister, It wouldn't surprise me. I automatically felt for the ring on my finger when she appeared from the closet with a sword; so she was going to go slay Sol's lover? Ugh, Giles was going to kill me... "You know I'd love to come along, but I think you can handle it." I told Kestrel, waving her goodbye as she left the room. Jinny seemed suddenly very anxious to be alone with me. Jeez, I wasn't going to hurt her... "Well, I think I best be off then," She murmured nervously, walking towards the door. I grabbed her arm and spun her around. She made a noise much like one a mouse would make when cornered by a hungry tiger. "Whoa whoa whoa," I muttered, releasing her. "Not so fast. I'm not going to hurt you, but I got a few questions I'd really like answered. Can you help me out?" I made it sound a little threatning as I stood between her and the door. She gave a little, frightened nod. "Tell me about Lucas," I ordered her. "Tell me everything that happened."
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Post by Kestrel Savage. on Oct 1, 2010 20:36:56 GMT
i heard them sayEXACT OPPOSITES ATTRACTif that’s a fact it shouldTAKE TASK FORCE TO BRING YOU BACK [JINNY] "H-he was a vampire," I squealed, a little afraid of him. Kestrel had said he wasn't a good vampire -- and I wasn't a slayer. "I met Kestrel when we were thirteen; so did Sol. Lucas showed up when we were sixteen. He... He killed the daughter of a powerful tribesman in Africa, and as punishment the man cursed him with a soul, so he'd feel sorry about--" I broke off, seeing that Devlin was losing patience. "Anyways, at first he was just helping her -- he hated himself. He hated vampires. He wanted them all dead, so he was helpin Kes, and..." Was that him gritting his teeth? I rushed on. "And he had a soul, so he fell in love with her, and her him, but then they-- I mean she was eighteen, and -- anyways, he only had a soul because the tribesmen wanted him to feel remorse; to be unhappy. But with Kestrel..." I trailed off, feeling like I was somehow betraying Kestrel by telling him all this, "He was happy," I breathed, feeling uncomfortable with a demons grip on my arm. I eyes the weapons cupboard at the corner of the room... "And the curse broke, so he lost his soul again. Then he went kind of psycho and tried to kill everyone in the town, raise an undead army. And Kestrel tried to talk him out of it -- she didn't want to -- I mean, she loved him," I murmured, "But he tried to drown her and then he bit Tom and she had no choice..." I shied away from him a little more. My eyes widened as I realised that I was wasting time. "Oh no, Anya!" I gasped, wrenching away from Devlin and running out after Kestrel.
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Post by Devlin Tempest on Oct 1, 2010 21:23:02 GMT
I let Jinny run past me as I took in her words. Oh great, now only does it make crystal clear sense. This changed everything, from my opinion of Kestrel, to my feelings for her. Ugh, dammit Devlin! Make up your mind! She was literally driving me crazy... Oh wonderful, now I had that song stuck in my head. I sighed and spun around to grab a pair of pointy nun-chucks. I wasn't going to stand around here, I was going to go kick some vengence demon ass. I closed the door behind me, shoving the nun-chucks in my pocket as I did. They cant have gotten that far. Sure enough, I found the whole group down by the lake only a few minutes later. Jeez, what'd I miss? Sol was standing in front of a very angry looking blond, her hands and face covered in fresh blood that I assumed belonged to the dead guy by her feet. Mickey was ready for action, standing to the side of Sol with sword in hand. Naanee was on the ground, dagger in hand and bleeding from the neck. She was smiling though, and was obviously concious. Kestrel and Jinny were standing side by side, Kestrel looked like she was about ready to throttle Sol as well as the demon Anya. Jinny looked nervous, as usual, but was putting on a brave face and, wait, that cant be right... Leon?? "I feel like Im showing up at the wrong time," I muttered, everyone turning to eye me irritably. It was kind of creepy how they were all in perfect sync. "I'm just saying." I raised my eyebrows and stood beside Jinny, leaning in to whisper in her ear. "What did I miss?" She shied away from me again. I was starting to worry about my body odour for Gods sake. "Anya just killed Kenny," She pointed to the dead guy on the ground, "Sol's still siding with her, Mickey is there for backup, Naanee tried to fight off Anya herself, but it didn't work out, Kestrels fuming and...and I'm not sure why he's here..." She eyed Leon worriedly. I wanted to know that too... WHat was he doing here?
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Post by Kestrel Savage. on Oct 1, 2010 21:52:20 GMT
i heard them sayEXACT OPPOSITES ATTRACTif that’s a fact it shouldTAKE TASK FORCE TO BRING YOU BACK It wasn't like Devlin and Jinny's little conversation there had been quiet. "Gile's called me in," Leon stepped forwards casually, helping Naanee up. "He didn't think Devlin could handle a Slayer," Leon winked at me. Jinny rushed to help Leon help Naanee out of the way, I took a step towards Sol. "Anya, please," Sol begged to her, "Kestrel's going to kill you." "She's going to try," Anya took a step towards me. I spun the sword in my hands. "Did everyone take their crazy flakes this morning?!" Sol exclaimed, "You two are friends, how can you talk like this?!" "Out of the way, Sol," I ordered him, my grip tightening on the swords handle. "Yeah, Sol," Anya raised her fist and slammed it into Sol, sending him flying backwards. Everything seemed to happen at once then. Leon ran at Anya and Mickey ran at Leon to stop him -- Jinny screamed and Naanee passed out. I ran at Anya and swung my sword -- she ducked under it and ended up behind me, going to kick me when I grabbed her ankle and spun her to the ground forcefully; she kicked my legs out from under me and I dropped the sword. I planted my foot on her chest and sent her flyin in the opposite direction. "This is getting to be a pattern with you Kestrel," Anya sighed as she got up, her face demonic and her eyes red. "Are there any friends left that you haven't tried to kill?" She asked as she walked forward to me again. "Is that the same sword you slayed your lover with?" She smirked at me. I didn't react. "What? No snappy retort for me Kestrel?" I walked around her, closing in on her gradually. She ran at me and I moved out of the way, turning and piercing her chest with the sword, pushing her backwards against a tree. She gasped and coughed out some blood. "You should know better than that, Kes," She coughed, "It takes more than a sword through the heart to kill a Vengance Demon. I held up the axe Naanee had been kind enough to bring. Anya swallowed; beheading was the perfect way to end a vengance demon. "Wait!" Sol begged, standing up. "Don't I get to say goodbye?" I hesitated, but let him pass. As soon as I had he swung his fist at me and I stumbled backwards, shoked. Sol had just hit me! When I looked up he'd pulled the sword out of Anya and in a huge flash of light she teleported. Shit, I forgot that Vengance Demons could teleport. "Sol!" I exclaimed, feeling betrayed.
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Post by Devlin Tempest on Oct 1, 2010 22:20:37 GMT
Whoa, I hadn't seen that coming. Could all vengence demons do that? Within seconds I was by Kestrels side, helping her up off the floor. She seemed a little dioriented, and her lip was bleeding. "What the hell Sol?!" Jinny punched him as hard as she could in the chest before rushing to Kestrels aid. "Now who's betrayed who, huh? You know Anya--" "Me?!" Sols eyebrows shot up angrily. "I betrayed you?? She would have killed her!" "Thats the point, genius," I growled, stepping closer to him menacingly. "She killed twenty two--" "Twenty three." Leon corrected me. "Twenty three people," I shot him a look and he winked at me. "And she'll kill again. And again. And again. Do you really think you can stop her? She needs to go, Sol." I told him, taking another step in his direction. He had a sword in his hands and he was vibrating with anger and impatience and sadness. "I cant say I know what you're going through, I don't. But I can imagine it. I've been in love too Sol, but theres more to it than that. What Anya is doing is wrong, and you know it." "Don't you dare demon!" He snarled, pointing the blades tip at my still heart. "You are soulless, a damn abomination! You don't feel love, you don't feel anything! You--" "Then what makes Anya any different from me?" I asked, finding a fault in his little speech. "She's a demon like me isn't she? Why is it she can love, but I cant? I'm not the one running around out there, pulling peoples hearts ou--" I felt the sword slide through me and I gritted my teeth. Jinny let out a little scream and Mickey looked shocked. I ground my teeth and cracked my neck. "Hurts every friggin' time..." I clenched my jaw and pulled the blade out, wincing as I did. "Dammit, thats gonna leave a mark." I turned to Sol, who was now pale. "She needs to go, Sol." I sighed, handing him the bloodied up blade I'd just pulled from my heart.
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Post by Kestrel Savage. on Oct 1, 2010 22:46:35 GMT
i heard them sayEXACT OPPOSITES ATTRACTif that’s a fact it shouldTAKE TASK FORCE TO BRING YOU BACK Pretty much everyone but me gasped when Devlin pulled the sword out. "Sol," I shook my head in disbelief. Sol backed away and dropped the sword, turning and running. "Devlin," I gasped, seeing how much blood had fallen from his wound. I put one arm around his waste to support him, my other hand on his chest to stop the bleeding. "You alright?" I helped him to the side of the lake where I could sit him down. "Jinny, Leon, take Naanee home," I ordered them. Jinny obeyed immediately, Leon followed after some reluctance. I looked to Mickey. "Don't tell me to go home," He warned. "Go after Sol," I ordered him. He sighed and rolled his eyes, but trudged off in the direction sol had left. I pulled off my jacket and ripped it to make a cloth, dipping it into the lake and dabbing it on Devlin's wound. "You shouldn't have come," I whispered, cleaning the blood off his skin. I looked p, noticing him look at me oddly. "What is it?" I asked. Had Jinny told him something?
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Post by Devlin Tempest on Oct 1, 2010 22:59:53 GMT
"I'm fine, Kes, its not like I really need the blood anyway." I told her, sitting up a little and feeling lightheaded as I did. Whoa, weird, dizzy feeling... I felt a little strange sitting here with her, not as comfortable as I would've been before I knew. I felt somehow inferior, but to what, I would never know. I was starting to mind being called a soulless demon everywhere I turned; contrary to popular belief, I did have feelings. Now I was sounding like a woman... Peachy. "You think I'm just a demon too, don't you?" I asked, not sure if I actually wanted to know what her answer was. "Soulless," I murmured, more to myself than to her as I gazed thoughtfully over the lake. Why was this getting to me so much??
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Post by Kestrel Savage. on Oct 1, 2010 23:42:33 GMT
i heard them sayEXACT OPPOSITES ATTRACTif that’s a fact it shouldTAKE TASK FORCE TO BRING YOU BACK I put my hand on his cheek and turned his face to look at me. Something was wrong with his eyes. He looked sad... "I never meant to... Devlin," I whispered sadly, "I wasn't trying to hurt you," I promised him. "And I'll understand if you hate me for ever and ever," I cast my eyes down, swallowing hard, avoiding his eyes. I wrapped my fingers around his wrist when he tried to stop me dabbing his chest. "Does it hurt?" I asked softly, hesitating. I pressed the cloth further into his wound despite his wincing. "It'll help in the long run," I promised. I heard a soft cough from behind me and I turned. Mickey was standing casually behind me. "He went to far; I lost him," He shrugged, his eyes moving to my hand which was still holding Devlin's wrist. "I'll see you tomorrow," I told him. Mickey frowned, but sauntered away, leaving Devlin and I alone again. "Sorry," I murmured, when Devlin winced again, and I withdrew the cloth. "It's pretty deep," I sighed, touching his chest gingerly. "What did Jinny tell you?" I asked suddenly, looking up into his cold silver eyes.
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Post by Devlin Tempest on Oct 2, 2010 14:24:50 GMT
Hmm, tell her or don't tell her? I supposed Jinny would get a little peeved if I did, not that she was the type to follow through with threats or anything. "I asked about who Lucas was and she told me," I muttered, scrutinising her expression. Was it just my imagination, or was she getting paler? Wait... Oh, no. Was she crying? Kestrel and crying seemed like a weird mix... Oh God, I hated it when women cry... It was like being left alone with a baby. Nervewrecking. "Hey, come on now, don't do that." I raised my eyebrows, wiping away a tear drop on her cheek. "Please, don't do that. I'm sorry, Kes." Sigh... I knew I should've said nothing. "I'll keep my nose out if you want, but if you ever wanna talk," I put both my arms out either side of me, as though I was welcoming her. "I'm here." I've been told I was a good listener; amoung other things. On the plus side, the stab wound wasn't huring anymore.
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