oh wouldn't that be lovely? you would torture me
whisper me the reasons that you hated me
whisper me the reasons that you hated me
It’s honestly a better result than he’d been anticipating – he still finds it confusing and difficult to figure out just how to move the whip in a way that makes it so it aims exactly where he wants. He finds that it takes a lot of quick short movements to get it to go, like it’s an extension from the wrist, and that’s what seems to have the best result. Of course, it’s only the first hit, but he cements the thoughts to his memory to try again as he watches the feathers flutter in the air before falling in a slow swooping pattern.
Coiling up the whip again as he watches Deimos take his strike again, the butcher snorts a delighted sound to see it smack against the training dummy’s lower arm, the grin tugging on his face as he focuses back on his to test it out again. This time, he’s more fluid – his willowy frame making it easier to flow with it rather than try to control it. It rises like a snake, lashing out in an slash that dents into the dummy’s chest. No crack this time but the audible sound of it smacking into the thicker, sturdier portion of its chest.
Coiling up the whip again as he watches Deimos take his strike again, the butcher snorts a delighted sound to see it smack against the training dummy’s lower arm, the grin tugging on his face as he focuses back on his to test it out again. This time, he’s more fluid – his willowy frame making it easier to flow with it rather than try to control it. It rises like a snake, lashing out in an slash that dents into the dummy’s chest. No crack this time but the audible sound of it smacking into the thicker, sturdier portion of its chest.
Astaroth
say it in the way that makes my knees go weak
