- Joined
- Aug 2, 2015
- Location
- In transit
He jumps a little when she snaps at him, watching her eyes close for a few moments, the image of them glowing seared into his brain. Then she's standing and tossing the binoculars on to his lap. He nods. "Sorry Nahla!" He calls back to her as she leaves. He leans back with his rifle, digging quietly, how was he meant to know?
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Nathan stands outside under the shelter of a small overpass over the main gym doors. In his left hand sits a cigarette, he had discovered that smoking seemed to quench his desires for Kaia's blood, so that much was easy for him. He looks back at the door, seeing Kaia storming down from the roof.
He gives her a wave before going hack to his smoke, sighing softly which allows the smoke to waft from the small opening of his mouth. He holds his other hand out to catch some rain on his palm. "What have I gotten myself into.." He says with a sigh, grabbing his phone from his pocket and turning it on, about fifty messages from his girlfriend had been sent over the last day or two, he hadn't had the heart to respond to them, but Kaia had told him to keep Peyton, which still had him confused.
He wonders to himself also why he couldn't be with Kaia like she was with Nahla, would be never be loved by the demon who has him wrapped around her finger? Was he simply a toy to be played with? These questions pound against his skull, making him hold a hand up to his head. This must be Nahla's reminder again, the thoughts she had shown him are still stuck in his mind.
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Nathan stands outside under the shelter of a small overpass over the main gym doors. In his left hand sits a cigarette, he had discovered that smoking seemed to quench his desires for Kaia's blood, so that much was easy for him. He looks back at the door, seeing Kaia storming down from the roof.
He gives her a wave before going hack to his smoke, sighing softly which allows the smoke to waft from the small opening of his mouth. He holds his other hand out to catch some rain on his palm. "What have I gotten myself into.." He says with a sigh, grabbing his phone from his pocket and turning it on, about fifty messages from his girlfriend had been sent over the last day or two, he hadn't had the heart to respond to them, but Kaia had told him to keep Peyton, which still had him confused.
He wonders to himself also why he couldn't be with Kaia like she was with Nahla, would be never be loved by the demon who has him wrapped around her finger? Was he simply a toy to be played with? These questions pound against his skull, making him hold a hand up to his head. This must be Nahla's reminder again, the thoughts she had shown him are still stuck in his mind.