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Post by Annette Raider on Jan 12, 2013 19:38:58 GMT -5
Annette sucked in as she felt the knife against her skin draw blood but kept her eyes cold. She was done playing the innocent card, it got her no where, not that she was surprised she knew he was smarter than that, this was Phoenix Drayton after all. She mentally kicked herself then at the thought, she should have known better than to trust a good looking man with a seemingly nice personality.
Annette didn't speak as he continued to talk down to her, she knew that if she ran her mouth it would get her absolutely no where, except in her grave of course. What she wanted to say was that no one, not even humans, could ever be expected to control their urges, like, for example when they have to use the restroom, or if they have to breath they do it. Why should she be judged? Besides she had her Wolfspane, so in reality she could in fact control them. But again she said nothing and wondered, briefly, why he didn't kill her yet if he hated her so much?
Then it clicked, he needed her for something. A fact that was proven true as he spoke again, it almost made her smile, but she kept her cold look on him and a frown on her lips as she began to calculate everything he did. What did he need her for? Probably to get revenge on his little sister who died at the hands of Rainer Greyback. The fool probably thought she was in his pack too, of course she wasn't, she was a lone wolf, she didn't like the idea of a pack, nor the idea of being below someone else. Not that she would tell Drayton where he was, if she did he would kill her and finish off Rainer and his pack, however if she didn't he would kill her and find a more willing wolf. She needed to play this smart. Play on his human side? This almost made Annette want to laugh, he didn't have a human side. Hell she didn't even consider him human.
Annette's thoughts were cut short as Drayton began to move the silver knife towards her wound, the silver tip causing her pain as it hit the wound. Annette had been smart over the years it seemed, she knew the pain was coming and winced trying not to scream in pain. This, however, was an act, yes it still hurt, but instead of it feeling as though someone stuck a hot iron drenched in acid across your skin, it felt more like it was hot silver, more of an annoyance if anything. You see, over the years her father would tell her to become stronger, before cutting her with silver and...well you got the gist. She has a long scar on her arm because of this, he would open the same wound too, and over the years she had grown use the pain silver caused. She was still affected though, but not as badly as she would be if her dad didn't do that.
She glared at him then and wished he was dead, hell she wished that she could make the kill herself but she didn't move a muscle to strike and instead followed him like he said without a second thought. 'So where are we going?'
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Post by Phoenix Ryker Drayton on Jan 13, 2013 20:07:55 GMT -5
Phoenix didn't even know why he was putting himself through this waiting, he should just be done with her right here and now. It wasn't like he couldn't do it, he could just as easily take her head off than to wait it out, but the thought of torturing a werewolf always settles his mind. Torture, probably one of the few things he was good at. Of course it wasn't like he was born with the talent, no it had come from years of practice. Each cut, each burn, each slow death was in memory of Aubree, her death being the only thing that drove Nix forward, kept him from wanting to live. Otherwise he would have killed himself long ago in guilt, he was sure many would be happy he was gone. Anette though, he needed her for any information, anything that could help him get his revenge. That was the only thing Nix needed, to kill Rainer Greyback and then maybe he would be able to die in peace. At least then he'd have lifted the guilt which plagued him, the hate which he felt for himself was immense, and that added with the fact that Beckett hated him, and that his parents could barely look at him anymore...well maybe it would be better off if Phoenix did just disappear from their lives. "No where you'd know," Nix said coldly, using the handle of his blade to hit the rounded end of the handle into her stomach, knowing full well that she'd be out since he hit the Solar Polex. It was the easiest and most gentle way to knock her out, better than punching her in the jaw at least. Once she slumped forward, unconscious Nix sheathed his blade before picking her up. He knew exactly where he was going to take her, and she wasn't going to be happy when she wakes up either. Apparating away, Nix knew that this would be the end of Anette Raider. OOC: do you want to end this here and I can start the next part of the thread? (the fun part)
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