Home Sweet Hell

[Lissachoa]

I dont care, this is pathectic, I cant stand watching this...

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Then stand outside. Its one of the few ways I can get him to respond.

Observe. *She walks over to Murdoc and touches his shoulder gently*

1314: Murdoc-sama, you are alright, no?

[Murduck]

*He pulls away from her, trembling even more.*

Get away!! Who are you?? Where am I?? What do YOU WANT FROM ME??!!

[Lissachoa]

yeah, that's what I would like to know, what do yuo want with him?

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*She smirked and walks back to Lissachoa.*

He has become accustomed to brutality. He feels that if someone is kind to him is something new and dangerous, and his reaction is like such. He's a masochist, for now.

This can only get more interesting once Lissa arrives. Kekeke.

1314:......You didn't...you didn't call her here.

Oh, keke. Did I forget to tell you? She's on her way..

(( Psssssssssssssssssssssssssst. Bring her in. 8l ))

[Murduck]

(( Just play along. We've planned this. >.> ))

*He looks around the room once more, paying particular attention to the air-fresheners.*

[Marie]

*with that said a soft and quiet knock was heard on the door before she shyly walks into the bago.*

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1314: 69!! You!..YOU!! YOU LIED TO ME!!

Keke. Get over it, sweety. She'll be here soon. *She smirked wickedly.*

And that is where it will get interesting.

Oop. Spoke too soon. Lissaaaa. Glad you can make it! *She pats her back, hard.* I have a huge surprise for you. Well Choa does. I'm just here to watch. Kekekeke. *she turns her around roughly to face Murdoc, sitting at the corner of the sofa*

"Alive" and "well".

[Murduck]

*He sits there, still terribly confused and dazed. Who was that girl he was holding? Was that real? Did it happen? Or was it a figment of his already unsteady imagination?*

[Marie]

*her expression was hard to explain, between, shock, joy, confussion, lost, greatful? she rubs her eyes to make sure he was not seeing things again and with that she slowly approches him and kneels down on the floor, still a goof few feet away from him*

....M-Murdoc?

[Lissachoa]

*stomps out of the Bago and walks off muttering to myself*

Good luck....

[Murduck]

*He doesn't respond, as he cowers within himself, muttering.*

[Marie]

*she stays still from where she sits, bittong her bottom lip, not knowing what to do, on one hand she wants to just run up and hug him but then again she can tell somthing was wrong...something differint*

[Murduck]

~ He felt a sharp pain at where his heart once was, and he looks over. He saw the scar again and remembered her hand ripping it out of him. He was watching her as she dug her nails into his skin, pulling it out from his ribs. The pain was immense and excruciating. He laid his stiffened hand over it, still seeing the wound, no matter how he tried to cover it. ~

*He looks up at Lissa, studying her face. Her beautiful face. His eyes widened.*

You..

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Keke. Whats the matter, Lissa? Don't want to say hi to your beloved? *She pats her shoulder, leering over her, and giving her a whirly smile.*

Go on.. he seems to know who you are.

1314: 69 stop this!

Quiet. I know what I'm doing.