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it had been approximately five whole minutes of staring before samael finally spoke. because he wanted to talk to the other, he wanted attention—so he blurted out the first thing that came to mind,
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"---Why the hell is this taking so long?"
She's skulking about the place, her own tension practically tangible as she screams, a screeching, hulking sound. Her legs kick at the nearest wall, her hand coming around to punch it.
"We should have McCall and his little Scooby gang under our thumbs by now. Scott should be dead."
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❝ THAT was ----- - horrible. ❞
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❝ ----- p l e a s e. ❞
god he aches. his bones are weary with the restlessness of his mind. his heart is heavy with the glassy eyes of those he's slaughtered. his body is fighting him for every breath & he knows that it's nowhere near close to over. he can smell void all around him. inside of him. like a sick & twisted marionette.
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A whole month had passed, an entire month and Allison Argent was still gone. A distant memory to some at school and yet still a raw wound to Lydia the rest of the pack. One that would never heal, not fully. Her brow softened as she let out a heavy sigh, her attention not lifting to that of her friend's. "Should we do something? The pack?"
