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Post by Logan Marshall on Feb 25, 2015 23:57:39 GMT
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Logan walked into the hospital, which probably wasn't the smartest thing to do, considering he was an ally of a serial killer. He had heard that Feliciano Vargas was alive. He walked up to the front counter and saw a familiar face, and knew it was the brother of the person he had almost killed. "Lovino." He said, his eyes widening, knowing that Lovino would not react kindly seeing the face of his brother's almost-murderer. He could smell blood and wounds, which he didn't mind. He could smell the scents of Damian Wright, and especially Feliciano, who he had been around quite often. "I know what I've done, and I need to see Feliciano."
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Post by Deleted on Feb 26, 2015 3:10:21 GMT
Lovino could have reacted in several ways. He could have run at Logan, shouting curses in Italian and then forced him to get out, he could have thrown the pen he was using to fill out forms and hoped it hit his eye, but he didn't. He still seriously considered the second option, but instead he ignored the tiger half-blood until he had the nerve to approach Lovino. Really? The human finished scribbling a note and simply looked up from his papers, setting them aside, glaring at Logan with fierce amber eyes. As far as he was concerned, Logan didn't really know that Feliciano was alive, and if he did, Lovino was sure to inform Logan in the harshest way possible that he was not allowed near his brother in any circumstances. "That's a one way ticket to Hell, omicida," Lovino hissed. "Or have you forgotten that my brother is dead because of you. You can turn around and go back to whatever hole you crawled out of, traditore." [[ "Omicida" means something along the lines of "murderer" and "traditore" means traitor. Also Damian and Logan have never met (I don't think so, I don't remember roleplaying with Damian and Logan ever) so he shouldn't know that it's Damian that he's smelling. Glad to RP with you again though!  ]] |
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Post by Logan Marshall on Feb 26, 2015 12:13:58 GMT
[Oops, sorry. And, yeah, it's good to RP with you, too! ] "Enough with the lies, Lovino! I'm a half-blood, we all are. Don't you know we, half-bloods, have a great sense of smell? His scent is coming from the second room on the right side of the hall! You've been lying to me, just trying to test me! Can't you tell I'm sincere!?" He screamed, anger bubbling up. But with Lovino's remark about Hell, he calmed down, and he began to realize that it was the truth.
"Hell!? Don't you think I know about my sins and I know I'm going to Hell? I've done a lot of bad things, and I have begged Jesus and God for forgiveness, to somehow reverse what I am! But they have never answered. I'm a monster! I kill for fun, and I see nothing wrong with that! I'm teamed up with assassins, for God's sake!"
He slammed his hands against the front desk, but in his eyes weren't anger, it was a look that said he was sorry for everything he's done. Tears began to well up in his eyes, and his voice became soft and a whisper. "Please, Lovino, I need to talk to Feliciano. You can come with me! I swear I won't hurt him. I'm done with that. I know I've made mistakes, and you don't have to and shouldn't forgive me."
"But if you could just see the light in me..."
He knew, though, what Lovino would say. He would tell him to get lost, and Logan doesn't blame him. After everything he's done, he knew that he didn't have the right to have any friends. He shouldn't be forgiven, and he understood that. He has ended innocent lives. He has gone against everything that is right. He knew that he was going to Hell.(YEAH. HIGH MUSE 322 WORDS) (Also, don't mind the Christianity, if you don't like it) |
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Post by Deleted on Feb 28, 2015 23:03:26 GMT
That was just the problem. Lovino wasn't a half-blood. So he wouldn't understand, but nobody other than Feliciano knew that. And despite knowing that lying to Logan probably wouldn't have worked, he felt compelled to try and protect Feli from this guy.
And now he was crying. Oh no, hell no, he would not pull this on Lovino now. No. He would not tolerate the tears because he simply didn't think that Logan was crying because he was sorry. And then the human snapped.
"If you half-bloods didn't hate each other as much as I hate you, he wouldn't be in that stupid room in the first place!" Lovino shouted back, half slipping, though it wasn't even the full truth. He didn't hate half-bloods but it was becoming increasingly hard not to. A species that turned on itself for petty arguments and fueds, or simply to calm their bloodlust? Disgusting.
"You will not come one step near Feliciano!" Lovino hissed. "Maybe he's not dead, maybe you didn't stop his heart permanently, but you killed a piece of him that will never come back, and I will not let you see him and hurt him even more."
"Stay away from Feliciano or I will hunt you down like the animal you are."
[[ Believe in whatever gods you wish, I don't mind. ]]
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Post by Logan Marshall on Mar 2, 2015 12:53:10 GMT
Now he was angry. "What do you mean 'you half-bloods'? You're one, too, aren't you. Or are you another human-fraud!"He shook the thought off, and focused on another matter. "I have tried to change, I have tried! But you just don't know how to see the light in people. You don't know how to forgive. Just try and see that I do have some good in me! Feliciano did, and maybe that's the reason I didn't kill him when I met him. Because I thought with him, I might actually have a chance to change! He believed in me! He trusted me!"When he looked at Lovino, the look wasn't human. It was an animal look. It was the crave to kill, to go back to what he was doing when he first came to the academy. He growled, his teeth were showing, each ending in sharp points. His tiger side was taking over, again. He shook his head, and put his hands on his ears. "Stop doing this to me, Lovino! You're making me animal, again! You're making my anger take over. I have prevented this from happening, but now you're causing it again!" By this time he was screaming, and he was sure the people in the courtyard could hear him. (Thank you, Kat, for the tips. Muse high forever!) | Of course! I'm happy you're roleplaying so much. It's great to have you on the site! ~Kat | |
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