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I WISH YOU COULD SEE THE WICKED TRUTH
CAUGHT UP IN A RUSH, IT'S KILLING YOU
CAUGHT UP IN A RUSH, IT'S KILLING YOU
Azu heard the call, and came forward -- she remembered Stryker's meeting when he took over Snowbound, and she anticipated something grisly. She took a seat in the meeting, her cold expression hardly cutting to the bound serval by the lion's side. If it bothered her to see a member of her species mistreated in such a way, she didn't show it; though that wouldn't be much of a surprise to anyone, anyway. Azu never showed much emotion; enough that one person called her a psychopath.
She listened to him prattle on; as the meeting wore on, she wondered if Stryker planned on all his meetings involving this self-stroking masterbation for his ego. She breathed as she watched him manipulate the captive and force her to take her own life -- in and out, pupils dilated as twin monsters fluttered through her mind. But, for now, neither one claimed a victory; she sat there, two-thousand-yard stare. The picture of cold nonchalance.
However, at the tail-end of his little speech, the right corner of her maw curled up in a smirk. A flash of sadism sparked in her bronze eyes, hot bloodlust burning against the icy backdrop of her mind. "Clear," she said, voice hard before the storm of her mind snuffed out the sparks. She became cold again, the only difference the slight clench to her jaw.
She listened to him prattle on; as the meeting wore on, she wondered if Stryker planned on all his meetings involving this self-stroking masterbation for his ego. She breathed as she watched him manipulate the captive and force her to take her own life -- in and out, pupils dilated as twin monsters fluttered through her mind. But, for now, neither one claimed a victory; she sat there, two-thousand-yard stare. The picture of cold nonchalance.
However, at the tail-end of his little speech, the right corner of her maw curled up in a smirk. A flash of sadism sparked in her bronze eyes, hot bloodlust burning against the icy backdrop of her mind. "Clear," she said, voice hard before the storm of her mind snuffed out the sparks. She became cold again, the only difference the slight clench to her jaw.
WRITTEN BY AXIOM