[Chilton yelped as the blade cut into his skin and whimpered as blood came forth. He watched her, mouth agape, struggling to carve out a brand new strategy; he realized now his prior assessment of the circumstance was entirely wrong. This was something new.
Something ferocious.]
I do, I do, I understand now. I want to make amends, I want to make it up to you!
[Protestations. They were but water drizzling upon the inferno that he had inspired in her. His chest moved with quick, shallow breaths -- already anticipating more pain, more agony.]
no subject
[Chilton yelped as the blade cut into his skin and whimpered as blood came forth. He watched her, mouth agape, struggling to carve out a brand new strategy; he realized now his prior assessment of the circumstance was entirely wrong. This was something new.
Something ferocious.]
I do, I do, I understand now. I want to make amends, I want to make it up to you!
[Protestations. They were but water drizzling upon the inferno that he had inspired in her. His chest moved with quick, shallow breaths -- already anticipating more pain, more agony.]