#gotfire

@got-fire​

“ you are a hard person to get a hold of. “

     the request was laughable if anything — telling him to stop losing his temper? fat chance. he had a temper issue from hell, and it had only progressed as the years went on. every little thing that went wrong he found someone else to blame; because let’s face it, in his mind he was hardly to blame. “ make me. “ a devious grin spread across his somber features, fingers tapping against the outside of his thigh as he studied her carefully. “ on second thought, that’s probably not a good idea. “ he mused, nodding slowly as if he were agreeing with himself, “ here’s a good idea though — leave. “ you’ll stay alive longer that way.

    kai was used to being put in this predicament — pushing the male against the wall is how most got him to shut up. or they tried to get him to shut up at least. he was kind of a motormouth, horrible social skills and all. but, he never expected katherine pierce of all people to be the one pushing him up against it, in annoyance at that. though he detective a hint of anger as well but, he brushed that off since it was katherine after all and just like him, she had her reasons as to why she was in a fury. “ oh, saucy — i like it. “ he teased, a hint of a growl rolling off his own tongue as his backside pressed further into the drywall behind him. “ hey — watch it! i did call you legendary after all. “

Benjimanin was baring his teeth, SNARLING like a cornered animal -

There was no white left to his eyes, it was all r e d, accept for the black slits of his pupils, narrowed to focus on the stranger. He was all teeth && claws, absolutely terrified vicious; The scent of his own inhuman blood was permeating the air, making him all the more upset, && he wasn't sure how long he count continue like this. Letting himself starve && then being unable to heal himself when this sort of thing transpired -

Every breath was a struggle, he was PANTING, staggering to lean himself against the wall - Long, beastly claws that had a similar looking texture to wet tar scraped against the bricks as he leaned against the wall, his other hand clasped over the wound in his side. He got fucking shot, fucking shot for the paper in his goddamn wallet.

"Fuck off," He practically barked the words, blood spilling over his lips when he did - Fuck. He growled, leaning forward && coughing harshly, blood spewed from his mouth, && He knew he didn't have long to escape this situation, he didn't want to die - "I don't know what the actual fuck you are, but - But I'm not gonna be your next fucking meal just because you smelled the blood and you came sniffing."

Cold f e a r ran down his spine, the others usual scent continuing to assault his senses - He hadn't ever smelled something like it, && it was raising the injured beast man's anxiety; Those talon like claws seemed to extend, the tips cutting into the brick as easily as flesh itself. Benjamin didn't want to fucking die, he only needed a few hours to heal, or to simply FEED, the only reason he couldn't heal, was he had been refusing to feed for weeks now -

"I'm trying to get the fuck out of here, I don't even fucking want to fight you."