Kit stood when Theo helped him up. He pushed away from the boy. His wild green eyes were devistated and filled with self disgust. The bloody knife in his belt loop seemed to weight a thousand pounds. He glanced down at it and shuddered again at what he had done. He wanted to run away. He didnt want this. He pulled the knife out and stared at it with hate. He turned to the men that the blood once belong to and studied what he had done. He trembled to see the pools of blood that had gathered around the bodies. Kit looked down at the knife and threw it away as fast as he could. He was a killer... A cold blooded killer. Sure the men had attacked them with guns, they were on the run and didnt need to deal with all this, but he had still killed them. Kit clenched his fists together so tightly that his own blood mixed with the thugs blood. He felt like such a coward and a hypocrit. Just a moment ago he had been scolding Theo about petty theft and here he was, a voluntary man slauterer. He hated himself now. There was no other word for this utter feeling of self loathing. He turned from Theo, "Get everyone as far away from here as you can. Find Max... just leave me alone." THe boy slowly paced away toward the bodies he had slain.
"I don't take kindly to being ordered around," Theo murmured quietly, picking up the discarded knife and wiping it on one of the thugs' jackets. He also stowed the gun inside his jacket. It would be handy, even empty, to use as a threat. "You can do what's right, and go apologize to Blaike, or you can go the easy way, and go it alone, killing other people without meaning to, and living out of a trash can. It's your decision." I'm proud of you, Theo. You didn't even mention wanting an apology for yourself, Thea murmured. I'm not the one who needs one, he answered back. That's not true, you almost got hit. Only because I stepped in the way.
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"If he dies, then it will be God's will."
"If that was meant to be comforting, it was not."
"Everyone dies eventually. Once you are born, you begin to die."
"That was not comforting either!"
"It is the way of the Creed. Usually our deaths are violent but quick."
Blaike wiped her eyes and walked around the corner when all was quiet. She saw Kit standing over the bloody bodies. Her breath caught in her throat. 'He tried to kill me..' passed over her mind again. But, it wasn't him, was it? No, there was something else in him. It wasn't Kit. Kit wouldn't, couldn't kill her. Could he? She stopped walking and stood there. Just a silhouette in alley. She continued to stare at the bloody walkway. She still couldn't believe this had just happened. Her eyes rested on Kit's back.
Saturn was bleeding on the ground,shocked at the gunshot wound.She had been shot twice in the leg. The thugs got closer with the guns. Scott was still there. Saturn tried to get up, but she couldn't move at all. She was paralized with fear.What would happen to Scott?
ooc: thanks duskeh :D i'll just jump in.. by knocking out of the 'staring at cars and shiny things'...
ic: Zemmie stared at the cars for one more minute, feeling hypnotized. They zoomed by, and suddenly, one crashed. Frightened, Zemmie jumped back and sighed. What the heck was she doing, staring at cars? She turned around, ready to chase after the flock but then realized Kit was crying, Blaike was gone, and much more hectic things. "What the.. what happened?"
Kit tensed at Theo's words, "Like your one to talk," he sneered back. "All you've done since youve joined us is stirr up trouble." Kit turned to face Theo, his eyes blazing. 'Your the ones thats always off in a corner saying things like, 'Oh you dont understand, you werent betrayed. Oh boo hoo.'" Kit spat in disgust, mainly at himself and a bit of Theo. "Yes i need to apologize to Blaike but lord knows if she'll forgive me. I tried to murder her! I didnt care if she as just another carcus laying here in a pool of blood with these good for nothing thugs. If i had attacked you I would have at least gotten a bit of relief but no i had to attack her of all people!" Kit spun around and slammed his fist against the building he was standing near, a crack and indent appeared from the force. The crack run up the wall for a good five feet. "She wont be able to look at me again without wondering if i wont attack her like a savage beast."
Ooc: Double posting because edits are confusing ;P
Ic: "Stirred up trouble, eh? No one told you to let me out of that cage. No one told me to leap in front of your girlfriend and stop you from killing her. I haven't heard you thanking me for helping her get away while you got what you had left for a brain back," Theo growled, barely restraining a snarl. "Who would have fed you that first night if I wasn't tough enough to go steal us some food? The trash cans? Let me tell you something, kid," he leaned forward, grabbing the collar of Kit's shirt, "if I wasn't here to protect your sanity and let you believe that to survive you don't need to be a bad person, you would have lost any sanity you have left long ago."
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"If he dies, then it will be God's will."
"If that was meant to be comforting, it was not."
"Everyone dies eventually. Once you are born, you begin to die."
"That was not comforting either!"
"It is the way of the Creed. Usually our deaths are violent but quick."
Zemmie gasped. "Oh jeez," she muttered. "I really did miss a lot while staring at cars." She rushed towards Kit. "Where. Is. Blaike?" She asked. Her heart ached for Kit, not even knowing a quarter on how bad he felt, but she knew she had to help Blaike. After all, her loyal friend tried to kill her. Zemmie herself would've committed suicide if that happened to her.. maybe not. But she sighed. "You didn't do it purposely, did you?"