Sep 19, 2011 16:23
murderhound and murderhorse,
aw yeah agility stat,
perfectly well-adjusted individual,
family issues,
i own a horse,
murderhound's a-stabbin',
fuck everything,
break out the loaded dice,
why we can't have nice things,
shit is gonna get real
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[He's not winded, though.]
[hunger hunger hunger hunger hunger]
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Lancer...
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[When Connla had died the first time, Lancer didn't remember how he'd reacted. Because he had immediately blacked out and gone into a berserk rage that killed gods only knew how many.]
[He felt a small sense of frustration once he realized that for the first time in his life, he was both enraged and completely lucid.]
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Rin is still out there, making a stand. I know the pain you feel right now. I have felt it, slaying so many of my kinsmen. But... you must endure. You have your oaths. Now... Get up and help me kill these beasts!
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[He was up in a flash, looking more than ready to murder something undead or otherwise.]
When you've killed your only son twice?! When all you've ever wanted for yourself was a kid?! Then you can talk like you know what the hell you're saying!
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[It was so strange to him, being this angry. For thirty years he'd tried in varying degrees of success to let the worst of things just roll off because he knew what he was capable of. He still remembered waking up on a battlefield at the age of seventeen, covered in the blood of hundreds he didn't know he'd killed. Self-control and composure were vital, when anger led to a warp spasm ( ... )
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... Keep going, we're not there yet.
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[Lancer had put some distance between himself and the horde--about fifty feet, entire body low to the ground with the look of a wildcat eyeing it's prey.]
Preferably somewhere behind me.
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