07-27-2018, 09:47 AM
Scion Marveet
PPC
The kid would be surprised by the blood on Scion’s hands. He was not the sort of boss that waved a hand and an enemy was executed. No. He pulled the trigger himself.
The cocky kid reminded him of Jaxen a little. Though Jaxen was smart enough to actually know who it was he pissed off. This little American brat was too stupid to even attempt awareness.
He shook his head. “Girlfriend, to be accurate, but I do not worry about Vena.”
His smile was the grin of a shark about to devour its dinner.
He crossed closer, the cool air rippling waves of hair. This was not the first time Scion peered over these railings. It was a remarkable feat that he was here at all. For most of his youth, he was one of the masses longing upward, reaching for apparently unattainable heights. Yet he clawed and climbed until he stood on top of the world. One pretty woman was nothing to give him a moment of consideration.
“Don’t worry, son. There will be no retaliation. I am not threatened by you,”
he watched for what he assumed would be a flippant, obnoxious American reaction.
“I am here to—“
a scream stopped him as he looked over one shoulder.
PPC
The kid would be surprised by the blood on Scion’s hands. He was not the sort of boss that waved a hand and an enemy was executed. No. He pulled the trigger himself.
The cocky kid reminded him of Jaxen a little. Though Jaxen was smart enough to actually know who it was he pissed off. This little American brat was too stupid to even attempt awareness.
He shook his head. “Girlfriend, to be accurate, but I do not worry about Vena.”
His smile was the grin of a shark about to devour its dinner.
He crossed closer, the cool air rippling waves of hair. This was not the first time Scion peered over these railings. It was a remarkable feat that he was here at all. For most of his youth, he was one of the masses longing upward, reaching for apparently unattainable heights. Yet he clawed and climbed until he stood on top of the world. One pretty woman was nothing to give him a moment of consideration.
“Don’t worry, son. There will be no retaliation. I am not threatened by you,”
he watched for what he assumed would be a flippant, obnoxious American reaction.
“I am here to—“
a scream stopped him as he looked over one shoulder.