Slender fingers move along the buttons of the phone, not really looking at them, but soon a number is dialed, and the phone begins to ring, hesitating a moment~
*without looking he answers* Corina, did you forget something?
The voice seems so very tired, the music never ending remains strong as he hears the voice of that on the other end of the phone, still remaining silent for a moment~
"that infernal racket......you cause it....and we are sick of it...constantly giving us no end..."
Corina?......*chills*..........No...who is this?
Tilts head slightly, unable to help but smirk at feeling perhaps worry, or fear in his voice unable to fully place the emotion~ "you will make it stop...."
"...make the music stop... stop this infernal racket...or we will rip apart both of you... we will kill you both! ~the voice full of pain, hurt reflected back, utter hate filled with rage~
M music? *realization hits* You! * breaks out in a cold sweat* I c can't . Once begun.....c cannot until sssealed.
'it will!...it will end....i will strangle the very life from her throat if it means that it will end this horrid thing....to watch the life fade from her eyes....would be most joyous..." ~those slender fingers toying with a ring of metal~
"You are both running out of time..."
*head begins to pound but a cold rage settles simultaneously* Don don't t touch her. Kill m me if you w want b but l leave her alone !
"We dont have to listen to you....how dare one as low as you think to order us like some beast!...." ~this anger intensifies at this point~
'We've already set your death in motion, boy... the girl has alrady fulfilled her purpose We think... having you watch her die first would please us most..."
*unnaturally calm* Yes. I feel you now. Release her to me and the song will stop. If she dies, all that you know will cease to exist. Your last view of me will be your hearts blood in my jaws.
Laughter starts to poor from the voice on the other end of the phone~ "you little fool... you little little fool...we wont give up what is rightfully ours... we'd rather her die then lose what is mine!" ~almost screaming into the phone before suddenly, hanging up~
HELLO? HELLO? SILRAH! COME BACK! * hangs up*
*deadly* It is war then.
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