Benjii growled and threw her into a wall watching her body fall to the ground. "we won't be the only ones burning there now huh?" he walked away and got on one knee in front of Stehpanie. "would you marry me?"
thinking this was the perfect time, Diemian jumped out and threw a knife into Benjii's hand. "hello brother!"
Kiki hit the wall hard and did not get up afterwards. Her throat was crushed and blood was slowly pooling in her lungs. She tried to rise but her body would move.
Steph glanced over at Kiki, then returned her gaze to Benjii in time to see him go down. "B.. Benjii... I..." She was quiet for a moment, long enough for the knife to hit Benjii. She screamed and jumped back, turning and looking at the Rev.
Benjii growled and took the knife out of his hand. "so you haven't died yet? well we can make that happen here!" he started to change again but feeling something go wrong but didn't care. he looked at Stephanie and shouted. "look over Kiki, make sure she doesn't die...i need her alive for this."
Diemian laughed and puleld out his newly made kitana, just for this occassion, and chrage at Benjii. "don't you remeber? we're both immortal, we cant die!"
benjii without dreads
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Originally posted by Jedireaper
[BThe medic noticed the lurker and switched on the lights of the hallway. "You! Yeah, you! The guy trying to hide behind a chair. What are you doing here. This is not a public area." [/B]
"sorry, just looking around," 😮 ,"am i tresspassing or something. i was only seeing if this place was abandoned cuz my father might like to buy it for his business."
Benjii grabbed Diemian by the throat and let his claws grow, digging deeper into his throat and juggular. as the blood started to pour onto Benjii's hand, he threw his brother onto the ground and started to stomp his head in. he walked away after a few seconds and sat next to Stephanie and Kiki then looked at Ozi "well look who finaly decided to show up"
Leinhart stood atop the ruins of his old castle. The night was pouring with an unpredicted rain. There were no winds, just cold hard rain. What little light shone on the area, was from the flashes of lightening that crashed onto the world. He bit hard holding onto one of the broken steeples. Chunks of wall were scattered all over the place. The dormitories were utterly destroyed. He dared not enter the castle an investigate the slain, the fallen, the dead. Only one thing ran through his mind at that moment as another rogue thunderbolt split a tree several meters behind him: revenge.
He left in the rags that he came in. Nothing but torn pants, fingerless gloves, worn out red shirt, and a hooded cape to keep him dry from the rain. The boots he wore were leather, and were stained with the mud, dirt and dust of a road he had been walking for a long time. The nearest village was twelve miles, and he planned on making a visit to a dear old friend.
