*you took TK into your room*
Glich:You Guys gotta control yourselves.. especially you K.
tK:Its not my fault that they anger me so much!
Tk:But it doesn’t mean to hurt them either!
tK:How would I know! That’s what I basically do! Kill people!
Glich:If you guys don’t stop it, one will eventually be full
control
TK:....
Luciel grumbled, laying on his
bed and staring at the ceiling. He was furious. He was beyond angry
and worst of all he was hungry. It had been a while since he had
last eaten a soul... Which would likely be the cause of his
irritable moods lately.
His sword lay next to him, sheathed but not cleaned. He didn't feel
like it right now.
Glich:as long as your in this room, your program won’t work here...
thanks to that bracelet I found on the ground, I managed to
pre-program it so when ever your about to fight or kill anyone it
will send a automatic shake to your soul.
*you put the bracelet on TK wrist*
Glich:and don’t try and cutting your arm off.. it won’t work this
time.
TK:grrr
Luciel huffed angrily,
wrenching his sword out of the trunk of a tree. He hadn't found
anything living to take out his frustration on so he settled for
attacking this tree. He was currently a quarter of the way through
the trunk.
He panted a little, having worn himself out a bit.
He whacked the tree again,
sinking the blade deep through the bark and causing it to splinter
slightly. He was visibly angry and quietly growling obscenities to
himself.
He went to wrench out the blade again but it didn't budge... This
only added to his anger as he pulled on it harder, still not
managing to get it loose. This repeated a few times before let let
out and exasperated yell and kicked the tree in rage, his sword
still stuck inside. "OH COME ON!!!"
Luciel growled, deciding that
it wasn't worth the effort to try again and sat down, leaning
against the tree. When you turned to do so he saw you staring.
"What?" He snapped, already having enough grating on his
nerves.
I imagine a hungry demon is like a
junkie, they get the shakes and get super irritated
easily.
He watched you leave, seeing
the fear in how fast you left and smiled a bit. It was full of
malice. 'At least they're scared. That may certainly work in my
favor...' He thought before returning his attention to the sword
predicament...
"What do you want?" He snapped,
too angry to be surprised by you suddenly showing up. He was fuming
and more than a little upset that his sword was
stuck.
*you stare as he try to get his sword out*
Glich:... here lemme try..
*you jumped down to the ground and focus of the sword*
Glich:... give it a wiggle at every pull. It should loosen it up..
"...thanks." He said, still
angry but appreciative of the advice. "Though I recommend that you
not be here when it comes out..." He added, the tone of his voice
telling you all you needed to know.
"That's fine. Just... Make sure
to stay away from me. I havn't been myself..." He said, a certain
weariness coming into his voice. He began to work on freeing his
sword again, doing it the way you suggested.