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Post by Sylar on Nov 30, 2009 5:25:58 GMT -5
"She's perfect for you...A real piece of trash...just what you deserve."
He smirked, still barely an inch from her face. "What's the matter? Jealous, Trin?" He shook his head. "Bella is quite.. useful, and beautiful. She fills your spot exceptionally well." He told her, a slight gleam in his eyes.
"I will not give you the pleasure of screaming. If your going to kill me get it over with, because I'm. Not. Screaming."
"Funny.." He chuckled softly. "Because I clearly see fear written all over you're face. You're so worried about that precious abomination growing inside of you, you've forgotten how to be malicous, haven't you darlin'?" He tsked softly. "Here I thought this would be fun." He faked a pout, bringing a shard of glass up to her cheek and pressing it against her skin.
"God...I know I was never the church type, nor have I ever picked up a bible, but I'm trying to change my ways, and if you will just please....please....save me...or just save my baby I will be in your debt for the rest of my time on earth. Please God...I need you."
A slow smirk began to spread across his face. "God's not here.." He said simply, slicing her cheek until that red copper tasting substance came forth. "And I doubt, he or she, will come to save you.."
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Post by Essence Newman on Nov 30, 2009 16:45:05 GMT -5
She listened, pained, as he spoke. Taking a step forward, she watched as he brought the glass up to her face. What a fucking psychopath. There was no reason to hurt the poor woman; aside from revenge of course. But Sylar just wanted to watch the world burn, wanted to destroy.
"Stop," she finally said in a breathy voice, unable to watch it any longer. "You're just fucking pissed because she told you she loved you and that started the whole spiral back to Ryder. And you're such a fucking coward. Because torturing a pregnant woman is so brave?" She just wanted to distract him now. Get his attention from Trinity and onto her. If he was focused on Essence then Trinity could get away. Then she could just waste this motherfucker once and for all. She hoped
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Post by Sylar on Dec 18, 2009 3:18:32 GMT -5
"Stop," she finally said in a breathy voice, unable to watch it any longer. "You're just fucking pissed because she told you she loved you and that started the whole spiral back to Ryder. And you're such a fucking coward. Because torturing a pregnant woman is so brave?"
The shard of glass stopped it's path down Trinity's cheek. A mix of a heavy sigh and growl left his lips as he mearly looked back at Essence. "Careful.." He smirked. "I need steady hands.. Don't want me to slip and cut her jugular.. do you?" He perked a brow.
After a moment, he turned back to Trinity, continuing along the path of her cheek down the side of her neck. "I suppose you are right, Kitty." He paused, examining his work, making Trinity's head tilt this way and that. "But Trinity wasn't the first.." He finally declared.
"Ryder was banging at the front gates by the time, dear little Trinity came hopping along." He smirked up at her darkly.
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Post by vampy on Dec 27, 2009 18:03:04 GMT -5
Trinity held her breath not knowing what she could do to help herself in this situation. Sylar was a peice of scum and he was trying to play God..... or more like Playing the Devil, but he was convinced that Trinity was someone who doesn't deserve a chance to re-invent herself.
She was helpless, and nothing she could say could save her this time. She wasn't the sexy and bitchy Trinity anymore. She was the motherly protective one. Right now every nerve in her body was screaming to protect her baby, but she was helpless.
There was no way to help her, and the Essence girl would have to watch her plummit into her death. Which what exactly she was expecting from him..
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