10-26-2016, 06:35 PM
I Koal felt his disgust with Scarecrow grow with each word the worm uttered out of his mouth. Koal felt each syllable take through his mind, and his blood began to boil. The raven haired teen clenched his eyes shut for but a moment, and when they opened once more, they were of a Stygian composition.
His back straightening and his lips curled back in a fierce snarl, the Demon grabbed Sarecrows shoulder and spun the man around to face him. Koal relished in the wave of surprise that quickly vanished from the abominations face, Scarecrows Brady eyes scanned Koals face, but found nothing but cold hatred pictured across it. His eyes seemed to strangle the light around them, and they captivated the Doctor for a brief moment.
"Reality is but a concept of the mind, Doctor. You do nothing to ground people to it; if anything, your actions make people seek a way from it. Hope is vital to any being, you pathetic worm." His voice was but a whisper, but it carried across the cavern, the rasping echoes rebounding back and forth between unyielding ice and rock. "You claim to be better than anyone, but in all honesty, were all damned." His eyes pulsed red with the last word, and he released Scarecrow. The Doctor seemed to be trembling, and a clawed hand shot out to impale his shoulder. But Koal quickly grasped the offending limb and shoved the impassioned psychopath back.
"That would be a very bad decision on your part Doctor. I have no quarrel with them, but I need Ballad alive. I need answers." Ballad looked over at Koal, his white eyes flashing yellow for a split second, before changing back. The Demon narrowed his eyes and looked toward the group, nodding respectfully to the leader, and to an individual that caught his eye. His red eyes met her blue ones, and he quickly looked away, scared at what he saw.
Himself.
Retreating backwards, he took a position next to Ballad before the shadows on his arms constricted, forming his muscle-like claws. His face settled into an impassive, grim mask.
Inspecting each of the opposition, Koal felt his stomach plummet, yet he resisted the urge to fetch, instead opting for a low growl, deep in his chest.
He was hungry for blood.
His back straightening and his lips curled back in a fierce snarl, the Demon grabbed Sarecrows shoulder and spun the man around to face him. Koal relished in the wave of surprise that quickly vanished from the abominations face, Scarecrows Brady eyes scanned Koals face, but found nothing but cold hatred pictured across it. His eyes seemed to strangle the light around them, and they captivated the Doctor for a brief moment.
"Reality is but a concept of the mind, Doctor. You do nothing to ground people to it; if anything, your actions make people seek a way from it. Hope is vital to any being, you pathetic worm." His voice was but a whisper, but it carried across the cavern, the rasping echoes rebounding back and forth between unyielding ice and rock. "You claim to be better than anyone, but in all honesty, were all damned." His eyes pulsed red with the last word, and he released Scarecrow. The Doctor seemed to be trembling, and a clawed hand shot out to impale his shoulder. But Koal quickly grasped the offending limb and shoved the impassioned psychopath back.
"That would be a very bad decision on your part Doctor. I have no quarrel with them, but I need Ballad alive. I need answers." Ballad looked over at Koal, his white eyes flashing yellow for a split second, before changing back. The Demon narrowed his eyes and looked toward the group, nodding respectfully to the leader, and to an individual that caught his eye. His red eyes met her blue ones, and he quickly looked away, scared at what he saw.
Himself.
Retreating backwards, he took a position next to Ballad before the shadows on his arms constricted, forming his muscle-like claws. His face settled into an impassive, grim mask.
Inspecting each of the opposition, Koal felt his stomach plummet, yet he resisted the urge to fetch, instead opting for a low growl, deep in his chest.
He was hungry for blood.
"...If the soul is left in darkness sins will be committed. The guilty one is not he who commits the sin, but he who causes the darkness.”
-Victor Hugo Les Miserables
-Victor Hugo Les Miserables