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Scary 19 (no story involvement) |
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Armand...
"Just a little more and..." he smirked then shot the gun right at the exact moving target, getting the devil and sent him back to Hell. "Bingo!"
Age: 19
Armand laughed then placed the gun behind him. "Hey, what did you think, huh, Walter? Pretty good for a beginner!"
Walter sighed then closed the book he was reading. "I honestly can't believe that you can handle that double barrel of a Desert Eagle. It's brand new so its kick is fresh and hard." he then looked at his vampire friend. "Don't you think that we should get back? The sun is down and the devils might be coming,"
"Come on! I'm practically the brother of those things! No biggy!" Armand grinned widely, his fangs showing. "What are you so afraid of?"
Walter coughed slightly then gave him an ugly look. "Just so you know, Armand, I'm a human... and I'm practically considered the food to those... things!"
"Same to me. But you don't see me eating at you," mumbled Armand, scratching at his raven head.
The blond held a disgusted look then rubbed his neck. "Egh, I'd rather you keep it that way. The thought of your mouth at my neck is sickening..." He looked back at him, the chills gone. "Besides, I don't have any special powers, physical strength, nor intact senses ... I'm just a run-of-the-mill human being! Not you! You're not even fully vampire!"
Armand tilted his head then shot behind Walter, making the guy scream out at the shot that nearly blasted off the side of his head. Walter looked behind him then saw that a devil was burning in green flames, turning into ash. The young man shook then yelled at the reckless nineteen year old.
"What the ********, man?! Y-you could've blasted half of my Goddamn head!!" Armand rubbed at his ear, having a face as if he didn't do anything wrong. In fact, he ignored what Walter just said.
"Half Blood or a half-and-half," Armand mumbled to himself, placing his hand to his chin the exact way his father would do. Walter fumed. He was normally calm, but being nearly killed by his friend and/or devil behind him, he wasn't taking it lightly. The group is as so: Joseph being the heart-of-gold cool guy, Walter being the rich young man who's calm and sweet and Armand being a reckless loose cannon who just means well... at times.
"Hey! Armand!" Walter yelled. "Didn't you hear me?!"
Armand looked at him with a questionable look. "Huh?"
"You nearly covered this place with my brains! And skull! And blood! AND A DEAD BODY!!" Walter finished and tried to calm himself down, letting out an aggravated sigh.
Armand rubbed his ear and narrowed his crimson eyes, getting a little annoyed of his friend's unnecessary yelling. "Look, the point is that you're not dead," said Armand, speaking that sentence in a voice of odd joy. He then spread his arms. "So all is well!"
"I swear, you're lacking in sanity."
Armand only grinned at Walter's statement, showing off pearly white fangs. "Lacking in sanity?" he asked. "What do you mean? Heeheehee hahaha hohohoho hahaha heeheehee..."
Walter only stared at him, feeling a slight regret for meeting this vampire odd ball. "Why did I become friends with you?" he asked mostly to himself, just outloud as he brushed his blond bangs with his hand.
"Because you thought that it would be coolio to be friends with a vampire when we were kids in elementary, simple as that." Armand answered casually, once again having that out of place joy in his voice.
The young blond looked back at his friend. "You're not full, you're only half-and-half." he corrected.
"So what if I'm not fully vampire? I'm still not considered that much of a human. I mean..." Armand crossed his arms then looked up at the orange sky. "My dad was the vampire and my mom is the demon side,"
"Youkai... You never told me what type." Walter stood himself up, looking behind him again with slight paranoia before walking to Armand. "I remember seeing her... when we were kids! But that's about it,"
"She's panther." Walter looked stunned.
"Panther?! You're really an odd mix of genes now aren't you..." Walter began to laugh. "Your dad didn't care what race they were in, huh? If she looks hot, go for it, right?" Armand laughed.
"If you see her now, she only looks like she's twenty four,"
"That's bad, since she'll still attract more men,"
Armand laughed then suddenly paused for a moment. He made a tilt of his head as if he was listening to something. Walter stared at him with question. "What is it?"
But Armand didn't answer, he only grinned and instantly reloaded his gun.
"I hear my brothers..." he said with some thrill.
 Yamiko Enoki · Sun Mar 16, 2008 @ 09:38pm · 0 Comments |
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