Hunter Townhouse, Nightmare's quarters
What had been an ordinary, if test-filled, day had gone south with dizzying speed -- all Nightmare had intended was to deal with his lessons and then work on the old terminal he'd commandeered.
Unfortunately, he hadn't been so lucky.
There had been no going back to his work, either; not with the crushed parts reminding him of what had just happened. Barely bothering to pick up everything he'd scattered across the floor, he stalked back to his own quarters and rammed the door closed with a well-placed kick.
Why?
Did nothing to that one!
No anger -- accident, was accident, know that --
'Creature' ...
Dumping terminal and components across the bed and ignoring the few that bounced away, Nightmare snarled in pained frustration and turned on his heel --
and saw the mirror.
In one fluid lunge he tore the frame of silvered glass from the bureau.
With a scream of hate-filled fury, the mirror was swung and smashed against the wall. And again.
And again.
Unfortunately, he hadn't been so lucky.
There had been no going back to his work, either; not with the crushed parts reminding him of what had just happened. Barely bothering to pick up everything he'd scattered across the floor, he stalked back to his own quarters and rammed the door closed with a well-placed kick.
Why?
Did nothing to that one!
No anger -- accident, was accident, know that --
'Creature' ...
Dumping terminal and components across the bed and ignoring the few that bounced away, Nightmare snarled in pained frustration and turned on his heel --
and saw the mirror.
In one fluid lunge he tore the frame of silvered glass from the bureau.
With a scream of hate-filled fury, the mirror was swung and smashed against the wall. And again.
And again.