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Aug 29, 2016 15:44:36 GMT -5
It had been a few days since Chara had got to this place. Since then she had tried out this new ability she had acquired during hers and Xander’s little game. She had harmed herself by hitting mostly harmless spots to build up the HATE and channel it into something productive. Like creating knives and firing those at targets. She had trained mostly in the basement where she couldn’t destroy valuable items. There were enough small items for target practice: Like these small cans.
While it was hard to control at first, she could soon aim with these HATE daggers. At one point she imagined one of these cans as Sans which made the terrible noise of pierced metal all the more satisfying.
Still… something was missing. When Chara treated her wounds in the bathroom later, the mirror showed her that the training had taken its toll on her. So many self-inflicted wounds she had bandaged. How good that the sweater hid most of them.
She got to the kitchen and took out some chocolate, eating a little from it while sitting down on a chair.
Well, where could Xander be at this time?
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Human!
This
is Asexual
18 years old
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Aug 29, 2016 17:28:26 GMT -5
Xander entered the home, groggily... his face was a twisted combination of joy and pain... The hole in his arm was starting to close all wrong. He staggered over to the basement to check on how Chara was doing.
"Hey, Chara. Looks like you're getting better at this." He smiled as he took a seat on a chair next to hers. He put a hand to her shoulder and laughed some. "They're getting bolder... things are getting interesting now." The previous battle wrote it's effects all over Xander, but still he was happy, ecstatic even. "So... what do you want to do today, Chara?" He pulled out his knife, covered in different streaks of blood from groups of Anti-monster activists. "Next time you should come. Join in on the fun."
He took his blades and proceeded to clean them. The water in the sink went from clear to crimson in a matter of seconds before the smell of bleach took over the room. "I for one think you're ready to take on some mobile targets... what do you think?" He dug into his skin and removed a bullet from it. More crimson fell into the sink.
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The me that you know used to have feelings
but the blood has stopped pumping and he's left to decay
The me that you know is now made up of wires
and even when I'm right with you I'm so far away
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Sept 7, 2016 16:59:38 GMT -5
Ah, there he was. And he complimented her. Good… after all, she had to be ready…
”I will. After all, we have a mission.” the destruction of humanity. Oh, she would so do it when the time was right! And would you look at the blood. It didn’t get better when he got that bullet out. Good times when she had found that gun in the underground. A bit hard to handle yet still.
”You mean taking on somebody?” her eyes shimmered with glee:
”Did somebody follow you? If so…” she raised her knife:
”I’ll make sure that they will remain silent…”
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Human!
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18 years old
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Sept 7, 2016 23:23:55 GMT -5
Xander laughed some. "I'm glad you're eager, Chara. Yes... we are hunting wild game today. The same group that I had fun with at the monster shopping quarter. Because if I learned anything it's if you give them time to breathe and regroup they tend to get a bit cocky." He thought about the battle behind and contrasted it with the battle ahead. Definitely this would be a great opportunity for Chara and for him to get a little revenge. Not as many rules when you go to their house and throw the party. "First I'm afraid I'll have to patch up a dent in the old armor." He was being modest of course. As he removed his shirt there was the mother of all gashes at his hip. This one would require the thread and needle for sure.
So... He went to work at that and talked to Chara like he was just tying his shoe. "I would love to find out who is providing the Anti-monster Alliance with their new toys. Luckily they have a meeting with a handler tonight... which means so do we." He smirked some at the implications. "If you'll join me, of course, Chara." She was probably getting mighty bored under cover, he figured that she could use a stretch and some fun. After all, he could only provide so much in that small house for things for her to do.
"The handler is someone you might even know. Apparently she was part of the Guard Dogs of the Royal Guard... even though she wasn't even a dog. Her code name is Red." The gaping would started to set and close by the time he finished the sentence. After cutting the thread and sanitizing the area around it he was visibly ready for more damage. "Seems like Red is playing both sides. Normally I wouldn't mind this, but she is making my own ambitions more difficult, so unfortunately for her she's in my way..."
As he started to wrap his hand his black soul jolted with dark energy... this caused him pause and once again he closed his hand in anger. "I've got a lot of HT to unleash, so whenever you're ready, Chara."
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The me that you know used to have feelings
but the blood has stopped pumping and he's left to decay
The me that you know is now made up of wires
and even when I'm right with you I'm so far away
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