At that he whirrled around and took in the scene. Jacobi looked like he always did, scowling and brooding. He felt like hittng the man, Donald was a damn fool for getting himself involved in this. He wasn't the one who'd slept with Dawn, although he sure wished he had been.
He almost felt the urge to punch Donald as well, why the hell did he have to do this. Dawn wasn't the one in trouble, and Donald sure as hell didn't want to help Adrian.
He saw Donbald vent, and leave...he;d just left. Now Adrian had to deal with the crazed older brother of the love of his life...damnit.
Posted on 2009-05-02 at 05:09:48.
Edited on 2009-05-02 at 05:18:19 by Babaloo
He almost laughed. He began to wonder if Jacobi had forgot about him.
Thats when he got the idea to flood Jacobis mind with more vivid images and memories of his few hours with Dawn. He refused to do that, but he laughed at the idea. He could actually make him feel his own sister...from Adrian point of veiw...feel everything. It would drive Jacobi insane...he'd proabably kill him. He decided against it...perhaps he'd get another chance with Dawn, and it would be better that time...then maybe...
Posted on 2009-05-02 at 05:22:45.
Edited on 2009-05-02 at 05:27:51 by Babaloo
Just before Dawn uttered "Stop", he managed to spurt out, "According your sister I was pretty good..."
He laughed inside. He saw Jacobi burning up. He shouldn't have said that. He probabaly hurt Dawns feeling talking about her like that. But he couldn't help it. It was all he could think about...and he had to start talking...and he had to start talking dirty...
He lunged at Jacobi, tackling him to the ground. The wall caught fire. He was losing control, his unstable side was coming out. He could kill Jacobi easily if he wanted to, like breaking a toothpick. His fire bruned hotter, so hot that he absorbed the fire around Jacobi. His fist landed right next to Jacobi's face, pucnhing a massive hole in the stone floor.
"People like you make me sick." He spat on Jacobi's face. The spit sizzled from the heat.
Getting up, his fire subsided and he turned away, grabbing Dawn over the shoulder with his left arm and hanging there...he had almost killed again...but he had hurt her...so much. Filthy bastard didn't deserve to live.
In his mind he said to Jacobi 'I hope you like knowing how your sister feels now...because I will never ever let you live that down. She's her own woman...and she can do anything she wants...with any man she wants. And hell, I'd do it with her right now if she'd let me...'
With that he fell silent and strode down the hall a ways before stopping and staring down the length of the rest of the hall.
Posted on 2009-05-02 at 05:58:19.
Edited on 2009-05-02 at 06:03:43 by Babaloo