Lord English
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-Cunneris made an incision the whole way down to near her belly button was. He then brought his claw up and looked like he was going to lick it. Dirk slapped his hand quick, startling Cunneris but making him stop. Scratch glared at Dirk and said, “kill joy…” Cunneris was looking at her insides and didn’t know what was wanted from there. Scratch smirked a bit and said, “If you notice, it made her a bit harder to breathe so lets be quick. Locate her spine WITHOUT cutting any major organs and you MUST use your claws.” Cunneris was a bit shakey and nervous. Dirk watched him carefully.-
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-Cunneris closed his eyes for a second and focused. She moved his hand there, how akward. He then pressed his claw down into the flesh, trying to be gentle despite the act being dissecting. He started to slowly move his claw down, her blood getting onto his claw. He gazed at the red liquid and seemed entranced. Scratch smirked and was chuckling to himself. Dirk came out of his corner and moved to hold Casi’s shoulders, just so if she reacted, she wouldn’t get hurt. Scratch seemed less amused by his action of wanting to help.-
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-Cunneris nodded and took a deep breath and picked up a scalpel. Scratch shook his head, “nuh uh…” Cunneris placed it back down and looked at his claw. “Yup,” Scratch sounded so sure of this. Cunneris placed his claw at the base of Casi’s sternum. Scratch cackled and said, “nope…” Cunneris shook a little bit and placed his claw closer to her belly button. “Wrong way,” Scratch smirked with a devious grin. Cunneris glared at him and said, “I am not putting my claw there…” Dirk stayed curled up in the corner, just listening.-
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-Dirk looked down and backed off. He tried to speak out aginst it though but only air came out. He went to his corner and feld his arms around his knees, he didn’t want to watch this. Cunneris had moved his hand when she sat up. He was cautious and trying to not look at her. Scratch cackled away and siad, “Lay back down, he’s getting nervous fast and you may want to get this done before he hops up again.”-
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-Cunneris placed his implements down closer to her, he was still nervous and if he could have blushed, he would have. He moved to gently place his hand on her stomach and he was shaking a bit. Scratch watched carefully and said, “Might not want to hesitate… It will only make you more nervous. You may want to tap a little into your nature. This will help you heal others. I am not a total psychopath.” He cackled. Dirk shot a glare at him and then looked back to Casi and Cunneris. He stood up and tried to push Casi out of the way to volunteer himself.-
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-Scratch smirked and released Dirk. Dirk went to a different corner. Scratch sat on the body and said, “Alright, Miss English, I will need you to lay down. Anywhere you don’t mind getting blood. Do note, you will be awake through this, no half assing.” Cunneris took a deep breath and seemed severly nervous. “And this is supposed to help?” “Yes…” Scratch responded quickly.-
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-Cunneris nodded and lead her to his lab if she wished to follow, locking the door and looking at his stuff. Scratch forced Dirk to sit on the body in the room. He went to get up but Scratch held him there, “ah~! No, I insist you sit to watch this! You may pass out and become my next meal if you don’t~!” Cunneris growled at him.-
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-Scratch smirked and chuckled a bit, “Alright then… He can watch!” Scratch carried Dirk to the lab room with them. Cunneris rubbed his thumb on her hand and said, “Are you sure about this?” He was obviously nervous. He didn’t want to do it and would feel aweful to harm her.-
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-Cunneris growled and said, “Yeah, I will be called by my name.” Scratch smirked and said, “Alrighty… Oh, I still want you to dissect her~!” Dirk heard that and sped up to get between them. Scratch looked at Dirk and said, “Oh hush now~! He won’t hurt her. I just want him to learn percision. Understand?” Dirk brought up his sword and Scratch just put it down with his finger. “Dear me, you still talk too loud,” Scratch said and grabbed Dirk by the throat, “Must I silence you further?”-
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-Dirk looked up at her and smiled. He took the shades and placed them right into his modus. He was content despite no longer having his voice. Scratch was still in Cunneris’s face, “[color color=#ffffff]Did you? Did you? Did you?[/color]” Cunneris got frustrated, roared at him, and managed to slice open Scratch’s chest. Scratch fell down onto his back and was laughing. Cunneris growled at him but took the small chance to taste the blood. He liked it still, despite the different taste. Scratch just laughed louder and said, “[color color=#ffffff]YOU DID! CAROLUS HAS HAD FLESH![/color]” Cunneris punched him in the stomach and said, “[color color=#333333]That’s not my name and never will be![/color]” Scratch, despite a lack of breath, kept laughing.-
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[color color=#660000]-Death continued to stumble along the edge of wall but didn’t quite know when it would get to where he wanted to go. He turned back around and headed back towards the edge where he saw the pretty grass. Luckily, it could see if it would just hop over the tall grass. So he bounced and saw things like a hilly area that was tan colored. He didn’t think he wanted to go there. He also saw mountains back along the wall, some spewing smoke. He decided that would be the best way to go, padding his way through the grass and just happening to see a Weedle on its way back to the forest. It was covered in burns and curled up when it saw the houndour. Death sat down and looked at the thing, sniffing it a bit and able to smell the poison. He really didn’t know what it was, but he knew he didn’t want to touch it. He saw the weedle start to uncurl from its little ball and Death layed down as they stared at one another.
The Weedle looked at Death, tilting his head a little to the left. Death mimiced it by moving his head to the right. He flopped his ears down so his head looked more like the Weedle’s. The Weedle seemed content now and started its trek back to the forest, slowly. Death padded beside it and then went in front of it. He sat down and looked back at the Weedle. The Weedle stopped and cocked its head at the houndour. Death kept sitting there, patiently.
After a few moments, the Weedle crawled onto Death’s back and hung tight onto his head. Death stood up and took off in a run towards where he made his home in the forest with the boar carcas. He went to the tree swiftly and once there, he showed the weedle around the small area. The weedle closed its eyes contently and curled up on Death’s head. Death sat down and layed near the boar carcas. He was starving by this point and needed to eat anyway. He chewed on it and ate through the rest of the meat, filling himself.
The Weedle remained curled up on his head and he didn’t understand why. He got himself back up and pawed to a bush, gnawing and pulling off a branch and taking it back to his hole. The branch had berries and lush leaves on it. The Weedle uncurled and saw the berries. It climbed down off the houndour and began to munch on them. Death took the liberty to lick the Weedle’s burns.-[/color]
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-Dirk looked up at Casi and tapped at his throat. It was healed but he didn’t even want to attempt talking. Scratch went right up to Cunneris and said, “[color color=#ffffff]I know you had some… Don’t deny it… you liked it too.[/color]” Cunneris tried to ignore him but he was growling a bit, trying to watch Casi and Dirk despite Scratch being right up in his face.-
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-Cunneris followed her and he did not seem too happy about it. He was not looking forward to interacting with him again. Scratch smirked as he watched them come out and he was just standing there, somehow he had a gold cane, lined with perls and a large one on the top. He was leaning on it and said, “[color color=#ffffff]Okay, you had your first taste of blood, correct?[/color]” Cunneris was reluctant to answer. For all he knew, he was talking to Casi. Dirk was sitting there, recovering and feeling like shit.-
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-Cunneris felt and said, “[color color=#333333]No… He’s standing in the back yard. And… I am alright now.[/color]” He smiled to her and started brushing blood off of himself. Some of it got into his mouth and he noticed that it tasted sugary, like candy. He liked it but tried to not seem like it.-
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-Cunneris was hesitant but he did lock the door. He didn’t know what exactly was in store. Scratch looked at them and said, “[color color=#ffffff]It’s simple. Did you know that a human can last for up to a week when disemboweled but all major organs remain in tact? The whole meaning of this form of exercise is precision. Your organs, pardon this miss, are rather fragile, most not even surpassing one cell layer in thickness. One wrong move could kill you. If… and only if… he wishes to be prepared for the future, he should be precise.[/color]” Cunneris blinked and said, “[color color=#333333]So… you broke in… terrorized and killed people… just to train me?[/color]” Scratch smirked, chuckling and nodding. “[color color=#333333]I hate you and I want you to leave,[/color]” Cunneris growled at him and unlocked the door. Scratch went to them and he pet Cunneris’s chest, “[color color=#ffffff]Who’s a good boy… I will be back…[/color]” He walked out, just like that.-