_sabretooth_ (_sabretooth_) wrote in parabolical, @ 2008-08-04 10:33:00 |
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Who: Sabretooth
When: Late night, couple days after he fought with Faith and DP
Why: He has a plan and a schedule to keep. Birthdays only come once a year.
Where: St. Vibiana’s, though he did not get inside cause someone worked some Mojo on the place.
Status: Closed
Rating: R
Something was keepin’ him off the grounds. Everytime he tried to cross through the gates and march up ta the church door it was like a pair of invisible hands held him back. Was gonna make deliverin’ his package a little difficult. Not impossible though.
Fer the longest time he just leaned on the wrought iron gate watching the black haired minx through the second floor window. Too bad he didn’t see her sooner, might notta taken as long ta find the perfect face fer his delivery. She had all the traits he was lookin’ fer and then some. Had that classy, sophisticated thing Logan fell for with Mariko. Had the long black hair and blue eyes like Silver Fox. Plus the place stunk like the runt. They were friends. Be a perfect kill if only he could get to her.
When he caught her eyes through the pane of glass Creed simply held up the envelope and gave a little wave. He could all but see the hairs stand on end as she glowered at him from her tower. If he couldn’t breech the perimeter at least he’d make his special delivery.
The plain white paper that held the picture soared through the air lading with a soft patter on the front step. Inside, nother pretty black haired, blue eyed girl trussed up like a Thanksgivin’ turkey. This time wasn’t just her eyes he left on display. Every cut and bruise he left on her was cataloged in that picture. The wall behind her dripped from his illegible chicken scratch. Happy Birthday, Runt.