_sabretooth_ (_sabretooth_) wrote in parabolical, @ 2008-10-09 09:32:00 |
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Entry tags: | open, sabretooth |
Who: Sabretooth (Open)
When: Nightfall
Where: Selene’s place, then heading down the street to watch the world fall apart
Why: Taking in the night air.
Status: In Progress
Rating: PG
World was falling ta pieces. Creed didn’t much care. People got what they deserved in the end. Only thing that pissed him off ‘bout all this was the freshly made grave at his feet.
This wasn’t the plan he had in mind. Creed played no part in it, even Logan couldn’t be blamed. Part of him wanted ta give the runt a hand findin’ who was responsible. Who ever had done this stepped on Creed’s toes, ruined his fun. Logan’s reaction wasn’t the one he was hopin’ fer neither. Wasn’t his usual uncontrolled self. He was broken. Felt wrong.
Fuckin’ kid. Made him feel weird. Like, he might…give a shit. Was his brother after all. Shouldn’t have had ta dig that hole alone.
His fingers unfurled and from his massive hand a small bouquet of darkly colored blooms fell. From the other hand he dropped her coat. Tugging up the collar of his leather jacket Victor closed his eyes. With his hands stuffed in his pockets he stood in silence for a moment.
Taking a deep breath he turned and walked away, there wasn’t anything he needed to say. Wasn’t there ta say goodbye, just pay a little respect.
Heading down the street Creed walked with less bravado then he usually carried, shoulders slumped, eyes on the ground.