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Post by Zsadist Aghony on Apr 12, 2012 22:27:16 GMT -5
Bella had planned a trip with some of the other shellans, which was, not a problem, right? After he'd kissed Bella ad hugged Nalla he watched them leave their mated room already felt himself starting to listen to the clock tick minutes by. Shopping, that's all it was. Nothing special, evening out with the ladies and Nalla.
He didn't need to go. The part of town they'd be in was nice. Safe. Fuck.
After the door closed behind them, he wondered if that fucking grandfather clock was always that loud.
Tick, tock, tick, tock, tick... Chime!!
And he was already out of his fucking mind. The TC. That's what he needed. Little excessive to get focused.
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Post by Zsadist Aghony on Apr 12, 2012 23:05:50 GMT -5
Started out at the bags, slow and steady. Letting his mind do a whole lot of running around then making every attempt at shutting it the fuck up. Didn't work for shit, flashes of Bella's last ordeal kept running through his mind, his fists speeding up with every image. Just one lesser one and his life could be over. Knew that shit first hand and by way of what Tohrment had gone through these past few years.
Though the area they were in was SAFE, over and over he told himself the same damn thing. Even so, his mind refused to comply, making every hit come faster and faster. Soon enough he was beating fuck out of that bag, everything about him focused soly on getting is tension out.
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Post by Rhage Tohrture on Apr 12, 2012 23:21:51 GMT -5
The methodical start was what gave away Zee's inner turmoil, no way did that brother ever go easy on something which left Rhage with the idea that he was probably trying to get his head straight. Something that he'd had a lot of practice with, well him and his beast. At the sound of flesh against worn leather Rhage stepped into the TC to watch one of the most intense people he'd ever met let out and wail on the poor bag.
Smirking he tried to avoid the male's eyes until he looked like he had properly fucked that bag up, "what...did it tell you you have a stupid hair cut?" He drawled and watched Zee turn around, those eyes made him shake-not physically of course, but on a very primal level even he knew Zee was always going to be a threat. Fuckin' unhinged, even with his Shellan around the male radiated bad ju-ju.
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Post by Zsadist Aghony on Apr 12, 2012 23:48:27 GMT -5
Hadn't even sensed Rhage's approach, damn that put his mind ay the fuck up in the Scribe's teriory. Not good Zee, she was going to be fine. Still he stopped beating bag and turned his gaze on the male.
"Mary is out too, you all hanging and cool like this or covering up?" That he started that sentence as a growl showed just how fucked in the head this had him.
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Post by Rhage Tohrture on Apr 12, 2012 23:55:18 GMT -5
His lips twitched, almost losing his serene puss before he let out a small breath and rolled his neck, listening to it crack. "I got to say beating something sounds fucking bravo right now, but I know Mary. I know Bella and I know Marissa-those female have enough of us on them to scared any dumb ass away from them." His fingers spread out and slowly curled back into a fist.
"Thank being said if they don't hurry up..." He feigned a snarl but his eyes expressed the mood to be light, trying to calm the brother enough for him to get his head back from fuck knows where. "Don't you want to stop pounding on something that can't fight back?" He grinned.
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Post by Zsadist Aghony on Apr 13, 2012 0:07:19 GMT -5
"Yeah, know what? I'm calling anyway." Took his cell out of his pocket and speed dialed Bella, glanced at Rhage then held his stare. "Call me whatever you want. I need to know my female and my Nalla are alright." Held up a finger as it rang. "One fucking lesser Rhage, all it takes."
Too many damn rings. He started to pace,
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