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Escapism - open
Topic Started: Mar 1 2007, 03:20 AM (600 Views)
Vincent
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Round and round the roundabout goes, where it stops, nobody knows.
Actually, the roundabout was moving slowly, Vinny's foot kicking at the floor now and then to keep it moving, as he leaned back against the central pillar, staring up at the sky as if he could see into eternity. In reality, he wasn't seeing much of anything. The heroin he'd just shot himself up with was stuffed back into his bag, along with the necessary accoutrements. His face was still black and blue from the earlier "scuffle" at Haven, but he wasn't feeling much pain at that point. He'd changed his shirt out during a brief excursion to the house, wearing a black skinny t-shirt with a faded motif of depeche mode on the front of it, and a pair of black skinny jeans with the customary studded belt.
Sleepily, he lifted his limp arm up to take a drag of the cigarette that was in his hand, and kicked at the floor again. He wasn't sure exactly where he was, but he knew it was Anarchisten territory. Hopefully, he thought, they wouldn't fuck with him, he hadn't a mind, or indeed, a body for another fight quite so soon.
The stars spun in a slow circle above him, a cloud drifting lazily across the sky, illuminated yellow by the glow of the city. he could remember the way the skies had looked in London, mostly the same, only the stars weren't in exactly the same places. The thought occurred to him that in some way, he missed his home. he missed the pubs, the clubs. His parents were still alive, for all he knew, and in his haze, he toyed with the idea of going back and seeing them, but pushed that particular thought away.
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Keith/Jake
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Jake had this night, and had already involved himself in a fair few fights, and so had a few bruises on his face already as he wandered through the park he saw another figure on the roundabout, as he wandered over ready to start yet another fight, he caught two scents, Heroine, and kunstler. It was always fun to fuck with a Kunstler but one who off his face on drugs. Jake chuckled and the other side of the roundabout a few small rocks lifted up off the floor and flew at the man, one hitting his shoudler the other his cheek. Then another hit his head from behind, and another from his other side. Then all stopped as Jake walked close enough to be seen, and with an evil grin on his face he called out

"Hey Pansy, what you think your doing here. How come your not under some guy over in kunstler town?"
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Vincent
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Round and round, the stars looked like tracers above him. he took another drag of the cigarette before... before... what the hell was that? Vinny sat up slightly as a few rocks from the playground pelted him, one of them catching him in the already blackened cheek. he let out a soft little noise of annoyance and sat up, his pupils too dilated. He strained to focus for a moment before the man came into view. He eyed him warily, then perked a brow at the comment. Bitter as he was, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he put his foot down, abruptly stopping the roundabout from turning any more. He didn't say anything just yet, only deliberately took another drag of the cigarette so that the end was burning bright in the darkness of the park.
"Last time I checked, this was an open territory..." he said in a flat, monotone voice, a little too soft, a little too calm. He pushed his glasses back up his nose idly, and leaned his head back on the pillar again to stare up at the sky. He pushed off with his foot, letting the little roundabout turn around slowly again.
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Keith/Jake
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Jake watched the man, so high he didnt even think to run or move anywhere, he just stood there and took the stones, he chuckled at the man, they were all pathetic fops those artsy types, he stepped forward again and grabbed the roundabout so it stopped abruptly and he chuckled but not a friendly one but more intimdating.

"No asshole, its MY territory, anarchisten territory, not for the likes of you arsty fartsy fops. fucking fags"

He glared and suddenly spun the roundabout very fast then stopped it abruptly again.

"So what you doing here, you looking to your ass handed to you huh fag, you looking for a beatin' or what?"
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Vincent
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Vinny's eyes seemed to quiver very slightly as he peered up at the sky. He'd heard that tone of voice before, heard that word used toward him before, and he had been beaten to the point of being put in the hospital. He sat up as the roundabout was spun, as not to loose his footing, and he glared back at the man once it stopped again, the drug slipping away as much as it could for a moment, so that he looked more cognitive.
"I'm not looking for any trouble, so piss off." He growled very slightly and stood up, dismounting the roundabout and throwing his bag over his head. he meandered away from the man, in the direction of the swings, and sat down there, taking another drag of the cigarette before taking out another one and lighting it off of the first. He flicked the expended smoke out into the night in the direction of the man who had been annoying him, very aware of the fact that he had a source of ignition. Maybe he coulnd't fight a fist fight, but he felt the fire gift in him tingling beneath his skin, like an unspoken power. Truth was, he hated Kunstler as much as anyone else, it had been a mistake for him to be made one of them. he sighed a ragged sigh and rubbed his bruised and swollen cheek idly, cigarette hanging from his lips as he kept a watchful eye on the man.
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Keith/Jake
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Jake watched the man walk away and chuckled as he sat down. Then grinning again he made more rocks fly at Vinny harder this time some bouncing off the chains of the swings.

"You cant tell me to piss off, your the one in my territory"

The man walked up and suddenly some ash hit his cheek and he brushed it away

"ohhh so you wanna be all hard do you fag?"

He glared at the man and suddenly a larger rock hit the back of his head as Jake stood there laughing

"Well pussy what you gonna go do now, talk me to death?"
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Vincent
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Vinny let out a soft growl at the rocks that pelted him, followed shortly thereafter but a louder cry of pain. His head had already been battered enough, and he lifted his hand to clasp the back of his head, peering at the man with dark, foreboding eyes. His skin was tingling all over with power, shifting in waves like the lick of flame. The cigarette he'd flicked at him lay smouldering in the grass until abruptly it burst into flame. The flame ran quickly in a line between them as if following a trail of petrol, and Vinny could feel the heat from it on his sore face. He squinted faintly against it, somewhat surprised that it was he who had done that. "Look, fuck off will ya? I'm not in the fucking mood for games." He was still peering directly at the man, and he took another drag of his cigarette, the end fizzling, threatening to burst into flame under the uncontrolled power that was creeping over Vinny's skin. He scowled and blew a plume of smoke out into the cool night, rubbing the back of his head with his other hand for a moment. The line of flame between them fizzled out and finally died, leaving a burnt line of grass. the night seemed darker suddenly, but the power was still there, it was more of a warning than anything else.
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Keith/Jake
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Jake watched the fire with disinteresst and then looked at Vinny and glared then stepped over and pushed him backward of the swing

"Fuck you buddym your the one who needs to fuck off outta anarchisten grounds. Go on, piss off back to your other fags"

Jake walked around to the man and kicked at his ribs while he was on the floor

"You made a big mistake comming here tonight fag, Im gonna fuck you up, I told you leave, but you just made it worse"
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Vincent
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Vinny hit his head -again- as he fell backward off the swing, and he let out a soft cry of pain as stars exploded behind his eyes, curling in upon himself as he was brutally assaulted in the ribs. He rolled over onto all fours and attempted to scramble to his feet, but failed, managing to only stumble a few steps before he fell back to his knees. A faint dark spot spread over the black fabric of his shirt, from his shoulder, not as much as it had bled before, but he'd ripped the stitches slightly in his scramble to get back on even footing. On all fours he scuffled to try to grab the gun from the back holster, his hand fumbling to slip beneath the shirt, his eyes closed against the pounding in his head.
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Keith/Jake
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Jake followed the man and stamped on his back pushing him to his stomach on the floor and then he kicked the gun from the back of his pants

"So ... thought you big coz you had a gun did you? not so tough without it are you?"

He stamped on the mans back again and kicked at him harder now

"Fucking fag comes in here thinking your all tough ... well im gonna teach you to stay out of anarchisten lands"

He grined widely then suddenly took a few steps back


Keith was suddenly in control only for a few moments and he spoke to Jake seeing what was going on

"Leave him alone man, youve hurt him enough already"


"Shut up PANSY"

Jake yelled at himself and in anger slammed his foot down on Vinny yet again
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Vincent
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Confusion! But of course! What the hell had just happened? No matter, he didn't have time to think about that, no, there were slightly more pressing matters at hand. he groaned with subtle pain from the pummelling, and his cigarette that lay not far from him sparked to life, the flame licking out over the grass again until it lapped around the ankles of his attacker. The heat of it was stifling, and Vinny took a quick moment to roll away from the heat, so that he rolled entirely and ended up on all fours again. he peered back at his attacker. "I don't know what the FUCK your problem is buddy!" His voice was slightly broken, sounding staccato between the short little gasps of pain, but he was trying to appear strong. He didn't trust his ability to get to his feet, but he had to try, and try he did, pulling himself up by the A frame of the swingset. He gripped the pole as he wavered in place, and he hunched over a little, his ribs bruised, possibly broken, he coulnd't be sure, but it hurt to breath, and all he could do for then was gasp now and then.
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Keith/Jake
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Jake snarled watched the fire and quickly ran over to the now standing Vinny and slammed his fist into his gut and he snarled

"My problem is arsty fartsy pompus people like you thinking they can just wandere where ever they liek yet they stop us when we try to go into the land ... SO GET THE FUCK OUTTA HERE YOU FAG"

He raised his hand to slam it into Vinnys face but his fist stopped and more shock as if straining against something


Keith looked at the man and saw the state on him and yelled but the anger wasnt in his voice now

"Get out of here you fool, hell fucking kill you, GO RUN"

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Vincent
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Wait.
Double take.
Vinny blinked back at the man utterly bewildered. What. The. Hell. He skirted back a step, leaving the safety of his support pole, and he was unsteady, wavering. His gaze flashed to his gun laying in the grass, and he scrambled for it. He had no intention of staying if he could help it, but he wasn't leaving Wynonna behind with the psychotic anarchist. He struggled to get back to his feet after he took the gun, and he pointed it in the man's direction, finger on the trigger. he was backing away, back toward to the little alleyway that lead out into Anglican road. His was still slightly crouched as he walked slowly backward, and was squinting slightly through the pain. "You're fucking nuts." He uttered breathlessly, and internally, he vowed to stay the hell away from the man in future, if at all possible. The fire in the grass fizzled out as he moved away from it, as if it had been draining it's power, it's heat from Vinny himself, which, it had. He shook his head very, very slightly, trying to clear his vision, but it wasn't working exactly. Little white stars kept dancing around in his vision. Concussion no doubt. he felt like he'd been hit by a train, and the world was seeming to sort of slip away, everything becoming dimmer, darker. he fought against it, shaking his head again, because he knew what it meant, and he wasn't about to pass out in the company of the nut case he was gradually backing away from. The world took a dramatic tilt to the right and he stumbled sideways a few steps, still moving backwards. he looked like the walking dead in all honesty, and again the world seemed to dim. He tried to shake it off again, succeeding barely.
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Keith/Jake
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Keith watched the man but didnt move, because he didnt wanna hurt him nor did he fancy getting shot, but this was Jakes night it seemed and he soon took over again.

"Ohhh you think your big coz you got a gun, im gonna fucking get you"

And with that he ran toward Vinny to finish the beating he had started already
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Vincent
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CRACK!
The gun shot echoed from the façades of the houses opposite the large park, but Vinny wasn't sure where the shot itself had gone, because the world had tilted again, and he was suddenly aware of the ground rushing up to meet him. Shit... Time seemed to slow for a second, but yes, there it was, the ground, hard and uncaring. "Oomph" He made vague noise of defeat as he slumped to the floor like a sack of potatoes being tossed from the bed of a truck. the gun fell from his hand, and again, the world threatened to fade away into blackness. he made a feeble attempt of crawling away on hands and knees, but collapsed onto his front, hands clawing for a grip, internally yelling at himself to get up, but his body would not comply with the order. The grass felt cold and soft against the battered ruin that was his face, or might once have been his face. he looked as if he'd been beaten with a cricket bat... multiple times. His lips were faintly bloody from his impact with the ground, and he battled with his eyelids, ordering them not to close, not to seal his fate. he managed to roll over onto his back to at least face his attacker, if he was done for, he wouldn't go out with his face ground into the dirt. He glared up at the man, coughing a lung full of dust into the night air from where he'd breathed in the loose soil. "Fuck you..." He rasped with a dark grin. he was vaguely reminded of the movie fight club and was bewildered that his mind would think of such trivial things at such a time.
His arms were stretched out over the grass, hands limp, body unmoving, but his eyes followed the approach of the stranger with hidden apprehension.
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Marcus DeGaul
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"What's going on out here?" Marcus asked as he stalked towards the scene. It was a stupid question, one he already knew the answer to, but he wasn't about to let a murder happen on his doorstep.

It would look bad if a vampire from another clan died and he did nothing about it. He had contemplated letting the Kunstler be killed, but had decided against it, as he was close enough to prevent it.
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As Vinny started up he would have seen person step over him, and then what ensued was total chaos.

Verloren had been walking ever since their fight at the bar, and he had found himself walking down a street in anarchisten territory, still his emotions were gone, so the fear didnt drive him to turn around, instead he paced through the streets as if with a puprose when suddenly a gun shot caught his ears and he had paced over to see Vinny on his back about to be pummled to death by an anarchisten. Even in their fight earlier he had never wanted to kill Vinny, so he wasn't going to let this man either, but that wasnt how he saw it right now, right now it was just about the fight, and so he simple stepped over the battered Vinny and before the other could ask who he was his right fist had caught his face his left caught his ribs, before the other retaliated catching his own gut in a low punch as he doubled over winded a fsit went for his chin but Verloren caught it and spining as he rose twisted it behind the mans back kicking out his knees so he dropped onto them, the fall dislocating his elbow, but the other was strong enough of will to fight through it and swung his head back between Verlorens legs so that he screamed and let him go. Soon the two of them were grappling and fists and claws were flying everywhere in an uncontroled fight, both had bruises and slashes over them now.

Untill a punch to Verlorens face set back the monster and in one calculated move he kicked the mans legs from under him and elbowed his neck as he fell so that he fell grasping at his neck and winded wheezing for breath.

Verloren looked down at him with a grin then walked over to Vinny and lent down and slid an arm under his shoulders and lifted him to his feet as he spoke to marcus though.

"Im sorry i had to do that to your man, but this man is under my care. At least for now. May we leave?"

Even in his emotionless state Verloren knew to piss off the anarchisten clanleiter would have been bad, it was better to siply bow and ask permission to leave
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"You were a bit more....overzealous than I would have been, but the end result is the same." Marcus replied. "I doubt he will attack again without first thinking about the consequences of his actions."

He complemented the man's manners with a soft incline of the head. "You may go your way in peace, though I would offer your charge a bit of advice. Quit your habit. Along with being disgusting, it leaves you weak and inefficient. You are a vampire. It is beneath you." Marcus walked over to where Jake and Keith were sprawled.

"Be well, Kunstlers, and try to keep each other out of trouble." He said, fairly certain they would be able to hear him.

This was sure to be brought up the next time the clanleiters met.
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Vincent
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Reluctance, stubbornness. Vinny wrenched his arm away from Verloren once he was on his feet, and it only served to unbalance him, and he fell back down, landing hard on his backside so that the stars exploded behind his eyes again. He did not look up at Verloren, still wasn't really in the mood to see him, not to mention there was a faint bloody scab in his arm where he'd discovered he could once again shoot up and have it actually do something, and had been experimenting with amounts. he didn't want to hear the lecture over it, but coulnd't pull his sleeves down, as he was wearing only a t-shirt.
Ordinarily he would have gotten up and just plain walked away, but he found that he couldn't and for another brief moment, the world dimmed, and when it came back, he was laying in the grass, sleepily blinking up at the stars, which were dancing around oddly enough. He made some faint groan and moved his hand to his bag. he needed a pick-me-up, enough to give him the energy to get the hell out of there. Not heroin no, but heroin wasn't the only thing he had stashed in there. His fumbled were somewhat vacant though, and he suddenly forgot what he was looking for. He realised his ribs were really painful again, having forgotten the pain for a brief moment. He screwed his eyes shut momentarily, and fumbled in his bag again for a little pill case which he coulnd't seem to find in his broken state.
In some far away dimension someone was talking to him, and he peered off in the direction of the blurry face. Quit his habit? He would have scoffed had he the mental fortitude to be sarcastic. "Thanks for the advice." he mumbled, somewhat irritated, and he forced a cynical smile. Quit? Ha, he wasn't about to quit the only thing that numbed it all, without it, he turned into one of those rambling art fops with their sensuous ideals, their soirées. No, no. That wasn't for him.
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Verloren watched him pull away and fall to the floor and looked over at marcus and sighed

"He wont listen, he wouldnt even listen to one he claimed to love"

He looked down at Vinny who was now fumbling in his bag and was obviously in pain and so he knelt down beside him and spoke softer this time his love was still there, and he had to get Vinny out of here and somewhere safe, before he ran away hand in hand with guilt and shame.

"Look Vinny, Im just going to take you home, then ill leave. Im not going to hurt you or say anything about..."

He motioned to his arm

"this"

He slid his arms under Vinny's knees and shoulders and picked him up as gentle as he could so as not to hurt his ribs anymore

"I dont expect you to trust me, but at least let mew get you out of anarchisten territory before you run away"

And with that he stood up himself Vinny's bag was on his arm as he had slid his hand through the handle and then he walked away down the street holding Vinny in his arms, closer than was normal as if to say im protecting you now.

"Vinny, i want you to know im leaving, i cant see you like this, if you want to ruin your life, then do so, but i cant love you like this. like he said, your weak and feeble. Im not going to tell you to stop. I just hope you understand i tried to love you, i just cant take the lies and deceit Vinny. Maybe if you'd been honest. .."

He stopped and just kept walking and then spoke again

"Make no mistake Vinny. I still love you, and ill still protect you, but i cant be with you, im sorry"

Soon he stopped at a road corner and motioned.

"The house is that way, i can let you go here or take you all the way"
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Vinny remained indignant and silent all the way to the corner of the street, and when asked whether he should just be left there, he simply nodded as best he could, and slipped from Verloren's grasp. He pressed a hand against the wall to steady himself and held his hand out for his bag, finally giving Verloren a glance, as if he had been unwilling to do it, or perhaps scared to do it.
"Thank you." he said somewhat flatly, and the voice was distant, the voice of someone waking up from sedation or something.
"I'll walk from here." Once again, he wasn't meeting verloren's gaze, and he absent mindedly popped something in his mouth from his bag as he turned to wander back toward the house. He wouldn't stay there, just remain long enough to recuperate from his concussion. once the speed kicked in, he'd pack his stuff and find somewhere else, somewhere he coulnd't be found, wouldn't be bothered.
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Verloren watched Vinny stand and watched him staeady himself and slip the pill into his mouth, he wouldnt say anything, he knew he needed it after everything that had happened. He watched Vinny take a few more steps his face creasing with sadness and from the pain of the many slashes to his torso. He had protected his face well enough that none had landed there but his shirt was torn open and his chest and stomach were heavily scratched.

When Vinny had taken those few steps he spoke softly, part of him not wanting Vinny to hear it.

"Im sorry Vinny"

He lowered his head to look at the floor and then spoke slightly louder

"I do love you Vinny"
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Jake looked up at marcus from the floor and coughed some for a moment then scrambled to his feet slightly and bowed his head as much as he could with the pain in his neck and he now did look scared.

"Forgive me master, I .... He ..... "

He stood there for a few more moments waiting for his responce, inside terrified of what the punishment would be. He had been foolish to start the fight here, but if it wasnt for keith he would have ended it and hidden it before anyone knew, the curse of sharing his body with a pansy. but it also gave him the perfect excuse, and he grinned to himself still staring at the floor.

"Sir it wasn't me, it was him, you see im not the only one in control of this body, there is another, and he much more violent than me, it was him, you have to believe me"
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Marcus looked down at the vampire at his feet, doing one of the few things he hated. Sniveling. "I have to do very little, youngling. One of the few things I do have to do though, is keep my house in order. I'm not particularly angry at you though. I can understand your anger at the Kunstlers. They are, after all, some of the most foppish, overindulgent creatures on the planet. However, you need to remember that the peace we have in this city is rather delicate, so refrain from fighting non-clan members in our territory." Marcus motioned for the young vampire to stand.

"If someone were to start killing in the neutral area though, I would have very little to say about it. After all, I'm not a Politiker. I only care about our area." Marcus made a shooing motion. "You may leave now."

He paused and thought for a moment. "Before you go though, there is another thing you would be wise to remember. I don't care how crazy you may or may not be. If you step too far over the line, I will have you put down like a mad dog. Now go." Marcus turned and began to walk back to the small apartment he occupied near the playground.
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Keith/Jake
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Jake looked up at the clanleiter then stood up and nodded with a sly grin

"Yes sir, ill remember that"

As he was shooed away he moved away quickly before turning to catch the last remark and his expression dropped from his sly grin to defeat and he nodded his head and spoke more seriously

"Yes sir, i understand"

And with that he turned away again and run off into the night before angering him to the point of actually hurting him.

"Im gonna get you, you lil fag, ill get you one day for showing me up like this"
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Vinny's pace stopped for a moment, but he didn't turn around. Verloren's words rang out through his head, and inwardly he flinched. His lips moved as if to speak, but no words came out, and he shook his head faintly, before beginning his excruciatingly slow procession toward the house. He wasn't able to walk in a straight line, he was too punch-drunk for that, but move forward he did, still bitter, still irritated. His shoulder was raw, the pain shooting down all the way to his chest. the knife had been long, had punctured the top of the lung. It hadn't killed him obviously, but it hurt like hell, and he wasn't in a forgiving mood.
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Verloren watched Vinny stop and shake his head for a moment and red tears began to fall down his cheeks as he whispered again

"Im so sorry Vinny"

And with that last breath so his dissapeared down a nearby ally and then onto the rooftops and off into the night. Where he would end up was anyone's guess, for not even he knew where he was running to this time, now his emotions hit him hard and he ran partially blinded by tears untill he slipped on a roof and came sliding off it crashing onto a large bin and finally hitting the floor of another allyway where he didnt even bother to get up he just laid on his now injured side and wailed out into the night his cheeks stained red with his tears, he fianlyl scrabbled to his feet and cried out into the night

"VINNY... IM SORRY"

And then collapsed back to his hands and knees tears falling to the floor as he whispered to himself now

"Im sorry, Im so sorry vinny"
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