Who: Nagi & Genkaku Where: Terra, primary school thing When: Uh, after school finishes Summary: Genkaku is stalking like a stalking thing Rating: Um...I want to say R Other: Nope
Did Nagi truly believe that Genkaku was listening to his words? No, he wasn’t interested in the shit that dribbled out of that useless mouth and he focused more on the burnt flesh. He drew the cigar back into his lips and inhaled, he could practically taste that flesh that lingered on the end of it. And maybe it was a bit wrong but Genkaku let out a groan nonetheless before looking back down at the pathetic mass.
However, his attention was suddenly distracted by the thin fingers that surrounded his wrist, and he chuckled softly under his breath, baring carnivorous teeth that matched his chipper and amused expression.
"Nah, I think you’re pretty much six-feet under." He paused and pulled his wrist away. "I mean...you’re the one who lost everything, wonder what the kiddies will think once they know that their beloved teacher is really a freak." And with such harsh words the monk pressed the end of his cigar against Nagi’s forehead once again, letting it be fully put out.
"But you know, sooner or later you will." And with another soft chuckle he stood up and turned on his heel. Guitar flung over his back and a flashing grin. "Sorry I gotta cut our little date short, but you wouldn’t want a few kids coming in out of curiously, yeah?"
However, his attention was suddenly distracted by the thin fingers that surrounded his wrist, and he chuckled softly under his breath, baring carnivorous teeth that matched his chipper and amused expression.
"Nah, I think you’re pretty much six-feet under." He paused and pulled his wrist away. "I mean...you’re the one who lost everything, wonder what the kiddies will think once they know that their beloved teacher is really a freak." And with such harsh words the monk pressed the end of his cigar against Nagi’s forehead once again, letting it be fully put out.
"But you know, sooner or later you will." And with another soft chuckle he stood up and turned on his heel. Guitar flung over his back and a flashing grin. "Sorry I gotta cut our little date short, but you wouldn’t want a few kids coming in out of curiously, yeah?"
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