Post by David B. on Nov 23, 2010 23:05:35 GMT -8
His eyes slid open slowly, taking in the light, drinking it in like water for the dying. He sat up. Bringing a hand up to his head, taking a deep breath, than a second. A smile.
Freedom.
For years, he lay trapped behind the mask of justice, the righteous glare of that...thing tucked away deep inside him blocking out the shadow. Like a sun filling all corners of the mind. Now...now the darkness has fallen. He looked at the crook of his elbow, touching his hand to the healing holes, where several needles had obviously been inserted. He had no recollection of such an event. He stood, his toned muscles in his legs flexing under his weight. Falling back onto his ass, a sudden dizzyness hitting him hard, he took a deep breath, placing his head in his hands. He stood slowly, the blood flowing much better the second round, as he walked over to the mirror, gazing at himself with a crooked smile.
He was different, in more ways than one.
He punched the glass, shattering the mirror easily with a laugh. About damn-fucking time. He cracked his neck, feeling and flexing each part of his body structure, to get an idea of where he stood. Stronger than the other. Definitely. He laughed aloud again, standing in his penthouse suite. Money. Power. Fame. He had it all, and shadow now stole light from the world of his mind.
It was time to begin anew. He bent, picking up his jacket, the white coat with the letters "Blaze" In black flame written along the shoulders. He put on pants, and stepped out the front door, heading down the stairs and through the lobby. The cold night air was refreshing. He turned, bumping into a man who just left his car.
"Hey, watch where the fuck your going!"
David turned, looked at the man, and got the itch. Lunging forward, he gripped the males hair with his right hand, stormed over to the guys car and smashed his face through the windshield. He drug him over to the curb, put his teeth on it, and stomped maliciously on the back of his head, blood spurting up the sidewalk. He huffed a moment at the release of energy before bending and wiping his bloody hands on the mans jacket.
"My apologies for bumping into you. I'll watch my ass in the future." He turned, leaving the choking man to some civilians who happened to walk by. Down the street he went, a free man, at last. The winds of change were upon the world...
If only he knew who to thank.
OOC((David's evil alignment gained. +20 exp to David from Leon for experiments on the character later to be defined.))
Freedom.
For years, he lay trapped behind the mask of justice, the righteous glare of that...thing tucked away deep inside him blocking out the shadow. Like a sun filling all corners of the mind. Now...now the darkness has fallen. He looked at the crook of his elbow, touching his hand to the healing holes, where several needles had obviously been inserted. He had no recollection of such an event. He stood, his toned muscles in his legs flexing under his weight. Falling back onto his ass, a sudden dizzyness hitting him hard, he took a deep breath, placing his head in his hands. He stood slowly, the blood flowing much better the second round, as he walked over to the mirror, gazing at himself with a crooked smile.
He was different, in more ways than one.
He punched the glass, shattering the mirror easily with a laugh. About damn-fucking time. He cracked his neck, feeling and flexing each part of his body structure, to get an idea of where he stood. Stronger than the other. Definitely. He laughed aloud again, standing in his penthouse suite. Money. Power. Fame. He had it all, and shadow now stole light from the world of his mind.
It was time to begin anew. He bent, picking up his jacket, the white coat with the letters "Blaze" In black flame written along the shoulders. He put on pants, and stepped out the front door, heading down the stairs and through the lobby. The cold night air was refreshing. He turned, bumping into a man who just left his car.
"Hey, watch where the fuck your going!"
David turned, looked at the man, and got the itch. Lunging forward, he gripped the males hair with his right hand, stormed over to the guys car and smashed his face through the windshield. He drug him over to the curb, put his teeth on it, and stomped maliciously on the back of his head, blood spurting up the sidewalk. He huffed a moment at the release of energy before bending and wiping his bloody hands on the mans jacket.
"My apologies for bumping into you. I'll watch my ass in the future." He turned, leaving the choking man to some civilians who happened to walk by. Down the street he went, a free man, at last. The winds of change were upon the world...
If only he knew who to thank.
OOC((David's evil alignment gained. +20 exp to David from Leon for experiments on the character later to be defined.))