05-10-2014, 11:35 AM
So Mudak was showing off again. Crushing the air out of that chump Ivan's lungs like it was some awesome thing to do. Big fucking deal. Maybe to the ordinary loser who couldn't see the flows it was unusual. He watched part of an old movie once his dad liked where some stupid corny fucking villain all in shiny black plastic like a dollar store robot crushed people's voice boxes and a bunch of weirdo fags jumped around with laser swords. Yuri had been getting drunk off vanilla extract so he didn't remember any more of it except for it being stupid. That's probably what Mudak looked like to the average asshole.
The body dropped to the floor. It made a funny kind of squishy crumpling thumping sound ending with a smack when the head struck the concrete. "Someone clean this up."
Fuckbeans. Something else to get in the way of payday. All Yuri cared about was getting his damn score and now the body had to be cleaned up first. Yuri had been living ass to mouth since the fucking party. Some fucktard had jacked some of his pills from him -- it was that rich kid and Yuri knew it, but everything went to hell right afterward with that attempt on the Ascendancy and Yuri barely got out of there with his skin. It had been a struggle making up the rest of the scratch in a way that Mudak never found out about it.
"Yeah, you got it,"
he replied. " "Boss."
The word twisted a bit in his mouth. He couldn't wait till he could tell Mudak where to stick it. But the fucker still had secrets Yuri wanted to learn. He reached down and grabbed a boot. With the back of his neck still tingling from the lingering effects of the go pills he'd taken earlier, he reached out and seized the power. Just to remind Mudak he wasn't as special as he thought. Yuri wrapped the sack of skin that had been Ivan in thick flows of air and dragged the body along on the ground. Less work and he didn't have to expose himself to the other fucktards.
Yuri opened the back door to the alley and dragged the body outside. No one was watching. Awesome. He went through the dude's pockets. Seriously, not even a bump of coke on the fucker? The watch was nice, so he took that. Then he focused fire in flows around the corpse, cradling it like its own furnace, encased in air. The body flared up and turned to ash. Another flow of air and the ash was released into the wind above the alley.
Yuri opened the door and walked back inside. There better not be any more interruptions to payday. Although if Mudak wanted to share some secrets of the blue candy he'd be more than happy to hang about.
The body dropped to the floor. It made a funny kind of squishy crumpling thumping sound ending with a smack when the head struck the concrete. "Someone clean this up."
Fuckbeans. Something else to get in the way of payday. All Yuri cared about was getting his damn score and now the body had to be cleaned up first. Yuri had been living ass to mouth since the fucking party. Some fucktard had jacked some of his pills from him -- it was that rich kid and Yuri knew it, but everything went to hell right afterward with that attempt on the Ascendancy and Yuri barely got out of there with his skin. It had been a struggle making up the rest of the scratch in a way that Mudak never found out about it.
"Yeah, you got it,"
he replied. " "Boss."
The word twisted a bit in his mouth. He couldn't wait till he could tell Mudak where to stick it. But the fucker still had secrets Yuri wanted to learn. He reached down and grabbed a boot. With the back of his neck still tingling from the lingering effects of the go pills he'd taken earlier, he reached out and seized the power. Just to remind Mudak he wasn't as special as he thought. Yuri wrapped the sack of skin that had been Ivan in thick flows of air and dragged the body along on the ground. Less work and he didn't have to expose himself to the other fucktards.
Yuri opened the back door to the alley and dragged the body outside. No one was watching. Awesome. He went through the dude's pockets. Seriously, not even a bump of coke on the fucker? The watch was nice, so he took that. Then he focused fire in flows around the corpse, cradling it like its own furnace, encased in air. The body flared up and turned to ash. Another flow of air and the ash was released into the wind above the alley.
Yuri opened the door and walked back inside. There better not be any more interruptions to payday. Although if Mudak wanted to share some secrets of the blue candy he'd be more than happy to hang about.