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genessia2014-10-20 10:27 pm
dramaticals) wrote in genessia2014-10-20 10:27 pm
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[CLOSED] he's always so dramatic, isn't he?
Who: Adam & Blake
What: His temper has gotten the better of him and it's up to Blake to calm him down.
Where: Vale gate, out in the forest of Forever Fall.
When: Backdated to the 10th (rly backdated yo)
[he had been out there for hours already, just hacking and slashing at any grimm that dared to come his way. they were drawn to negative emotions, so of course they came in large herds, in packs, all baring their teeth and wanting nothing more than to rip up the man in question. he didn't care, he just.... couldn't bring himself to care about much right now.
all he did was draw out his blade from its precious sheath, and he was able to take down each of them with one swing. one direct hit, one critical strike. but as the hours dragged on and he grew more tired, his anger didn't seem to go away. he still felt it inside of him, bubble and boil until he was practically seeing red- and it showed even in his aura. whenever he turned to strike at a grimm, his hit was so hard that he had activated his inner dust mechanics. his hair glowed, his mask, his clothes did as well- and his slashes soon took down the tall trees in the area.
no, relax... relax, he kept on telling himself. he needed to calm down, he just had to.... but once again his temper was raging and there was no way to stop it. after he had taken out yet another grimm, he put his weapon away and was now breathing heavily. twelve hours was how long he had been out here, and he still showed no signs of becoming better.
adam took out his sword again, he yelled at the top of his lungs and he cut down a nearby tree. he heaved, he shook his head, and he sheathed his sword once the tree had fallen.
he didn't care if anyone heard that, he really didn't, but obviously someone must have.]
What: His temper has gotten the better of him and it's up to Blake to calm him down.
Where: Vale gate, out in the forest of Forever Fall.
When: Backdated to the 10th (rly backdated yo)
[he had been out there for hours already, just hacking and slashing at any grimm that dared to come his way. they were drawn to negative emotions, so of course they came in large herds, in packs, all baring their teeth and wanting nothing more than to rip up the man in question. he didn't care, he just.... couldn't bring himself to care about much right now.
all he did was draw out his blade from its precious sheath, and he was able to take down each of them with one swing. one direct hit, one critical strike. but as the hours dragged on and he grew more tired, his anger didn't seem to go away. he still felt it inside of him, bubble and boil until he was practically seeing red- and it showed even in his aura. whenever he turned to strike at a grimm, his hit was so hard that he had activated his inner dust mechanics. his hair glowed, his mask, his clothes did as well- and his slashes soon took down the tall trees in the area.
no, relax... relax, he kept on telling himself. he needed to calm down, he just had to.... but once again his temper was raging and there was no way to stop it. after he had taken out yet another grimm, he put his weapon away and was now breathing heavily. twelve hours was how long he had been out here, and he still showed no signs of becoming better.
adam took out his sword again, he yelled at the top of his lungs and he cut down a nearby tree. he heaved, he shook his head, and he sheathed his sword once the tree had fallen.
he didn't care if anyone heard that, he really didn't, but obviously someone must have.]