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[Closed] We Are Beyond Repentance...

Apr 16, 2011 19:25

Characters: Nea Walker [ 14thapostle ] & Rhode Kamelot [ suchselfishness ]
Location: General area of Deadly Pretty Maid Cafe => Creeping Crypt
Rating: PG-13, leaning toward R
Time: November 5, Midmorning
Description: Despite her efforts to avoid him, Rhode's past finally catches up to her.

( Oh, baby, he's so cruel... )

rhode kamelot, nea walker

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14thapostle April 17 2011, 01:30:13 UTC

The heels of his boots clicked quietly against the cobblestone road as he walked behind Rhode, making sure to keep a careful distance, to stay out of plain sight. This place, Shibusen, had softened her. It made her weak, unassuming, reckless, a mere shell of the Rhode he remembered. She bore only a slight resemblance to the monster he once knew, the one that buried her poisoned fangs underneath petticoats and lace ( ... )

suchselfishness April 17 2011, 01:34:22 UTC

Side streets were not Rhode’s favorite places, after the last encounter she’d had in an alleyway. The passage between the back wall of the café and the buildings that neighbored it was hardly large enough to be considered a real threat, however, with the way the sun managed to keep it well-lit throughout most of the morning ( ... )

14thapostle April 17 2011, 01:37:11 UTC

Years and years had passed since he had last stood in front of this girl-in reality, this woman. How long had it been? How many years had past since he last stood in front of Rhode, golden eyes glittering with malicious intent, the blood of her precious kin still clinging to his clothes, and his original body still intact? He was shorter now, weaker, and damned to a body tainted by the wretched Innocence and a face nothing like his own. A face that belonged to the boy that Rhode loved, the little and lost lamb that was Allen Walker ( ... )

suchselfishness April 17 2011, 01:42:30 UTC

His grip on her neck was making it rather difficult for her to breathe, and she pressed farther back against the wall in an attempt to move away from the pressure-- And the chilling sensation of his lips on her ear. It was a bit surreal, to feel this kind of revulsion at an exact replica of the body she liked so much.

This was not Allen, though, and it never would be. This was Nea. And he would stop at nothing to destroy her, her Family, and the Earl.

“You’re wrong.” She snapped, turning her face away from him, avoiding eye contact and looking to the end of the alley. “I’m not alone.”

Perhaps it was one of those days, when Mukuro would be bored enough to follow her on her little errands. His timing would be perfect, if he showed up now. Please, let it be today. The one day I need you-- Please?Silent prayers for her partner, however, were ineffective protection for her thin fingers. Despite how badly she wanted to spite Nea, to be silent and watch him growl at his failure, Rhode couldn’t stifle a shriek of pain as she felt the bones ( ... )

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