Hawks tired Skree to a chair with some thick paracord and leaned ominously on the wall, waiting for him to wake up, the bandages on his face make verbal communication almost impossible for him.
He was a handsome guy, black hair framed his shadowed over face, his skin was light and his arms were bare, he was definitely well muscled, that's for sure.
Hawks tired Skree to a chair with some thick paracord and leaned ominously on the wall, waiting for him to wake up, the bandages on his face make verbal communication almost impossible for him.
He was a handsome guy, black hair framed his shadowed over face, his skin was light and his arms were bare, he was definitely well muscled, that's for sure.
Skree
It took a while until he finally woke up. He slowly opened his eyes and groaned. where was he? He looked down, seeing himself tied to a chair. He couldn't move at all. He looked around, then saw the figure. Was this the guy who kidnapped him? It had to be.. "What's going on? What do you want?" He asked, it was obvious he was slightly scared.
Skree
It took a while until he finally woke up. He slowly opened his eyes and groaned. where was he? He looked down, seeing himself tied to a chair. He couldn't move at all. He looked around, then saw the figure. Was this the guy who kidnapped him? It had to be.. "What's going on? What do you want?" He asked, it was obvious he was slightly scared.
Hawk stepped out of the shadows and walked over to Skree, walking around him, examining his latest Victim, he tapped the bandages on his face, telling Skree he didn't talk.
Hawk stepped out of the shadows and walked over to Skree, walking around him, examining his latest Victim, he tapped the bandages on his face, telling Skree he didn't talk.
Skree
Skree kept an eye on the stranger who had so rudely kidnapped him. When the other tapped the bandages on his face, he guessed that he wasn't going to speak. "Oh.." he said, quietly. This situation was rather intimidating, since he couldn't fly if he somehow managed to escape. On top of that, the other looked like he could beat him to a pulp. He was scared that he was just going to be killed here at some point.
Skree
Skree kept an eye on the stranger who had so rudely kidnapped him. When the other tapped the bandages on his face, he guessed that he wasn't going to speak. "Oh.." he said, quietly. This situation was rather intimidating, since he couldn't fly if he somehow managed to escape. On top of that, the other looked like he could beat him to a pulp. He was scared that he was just going to be killed here at some point.
Hawk watched Skree for another moment before walking off and reappearing holding a sharp knife, his eyes sparkled dangerously.
Hawk watched Skree for another moment before walking off and reappearing holding a sharp knife, his eyes sparkled dangerously.
Skree
Skree watched as the man left. When he did so, he started thinking of how to get out of here. His attention turned to the man when he came back with a knife. His eyes grew wide. He hoped this was not going to where he thought it was going. "Please, don't.." he said, almost trembling. He was terrified.
Skree
Skree watched as the man left. When he did so, he started thinking of how to get out of here. His attention turned to the man when he came back with a knife. His eyes grew wide. He hoped this was not going to where he thought it was going. "Please, don't.." he said, almost trembling. He was terrified.
Hawk slowly traced the tip of the blade down Skree's neck, but he stopped, he suddenly turned around and threw the knife at the wall with unholy speed, it hit the wall, and stuck there.
Hawk slowly traced the tip of the blade down Skree's neck, but he stopped, he suddenly turned around and threw the knife at the wall with unholy speed, it hit the wall, and stuck there.
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Skree
Skree stayed still when the knife was being traced down his throat. One wrong move, and he'd die right there. When he threw the knife, he was somewhat thankful that he wasn't killed. Not yet anyways. The situation still scared him, and it was obvious. Who wouldn't be scared if they were in his shoes?
Skree
Skree stayed still when the knife was being traced down his throat. One wrong move, and he'd die right there. When he threw the knife, he was somewhat thankful that he wasn't killed. Not yet anyways. The situation still scared him, and it was obvious. Who wouldn't be scared if they were in his shoes?
