#weltus

the hand around his throat tightened with a significant hold, a brief lapse in oxygen to his lungs had his eyes swimming with hazy focus; yet the grip wasn’t strong enough to choke nor break, but succeeded in lifting his body inches from the ground below his feet. the tips of his toes skimmed the concrete as his legs dangled — he could kick out, but it’d be in vain. 

the gash across his forehead throbbed, droplets of warm crimson seeping down into what remained clear of his vision, but still his features cast a grin back in defiance. his hands moved to wrap fingers around the vampire’s wrists, thumbs digging into where cold veins travelled below the flesh & squeezed.

as expected, the action had little affect but it was all the retaliation he could muster,    ❛    don’t underestimate me, vampire!    ❜    he dropped a hand down to his side, fingers fumbling for a hold on the handle of his weapon still strapped to his back, cold metal a welcome feel against his numbing fingertips. if he slipped his eyes closed, it was there, the vast expanse of his inner world as he’d come to form it; & within that world he shared with his partner, GENBUSHIN.