He brushed her aside and went about what he was searching for. Gently telling her his story was not one for her ears, he was caught off-guard when her small fingers snatched away his masque. The ripping of cloth and the angry snarl were what she heard as the demon’s hand grasped her neck and began to squeeze. His eyes were glazed over in a fiery fury, then tossed his head to cover up the side of his mauled face. Accompanied by the sound that resembled leather, he stared down at her with an infuriated stance. Wings like that of a devil flapped and beat the cold air of the underground house on the lake. ~~~
Yeah. Sorry to disappoint. >D And you'll find out about Erik's smecksy little tattoo in a side story later on. Hahaha!! Man, this is fun keeping you in suspense. *Shot* x.x Er. No more BN for you then.
+Credits: ~Harry--Potter, for her mad skillz in PhotoShop! +Media: Drawing pencil 2B, Millenium inking pens, PrismaColour pencils, and edited in PhotoShop
Foul, I cry foul *laugh* one arm was limp and the other was wrapping a bandage. Even his mouth was occupied with holding the bandage. He was defenseless.
And if you wanna mean ‘black dragon’ it should be ‘黑龍’ not ‘黑色龍’ I'm afraid....
And yes. People keep telling me that. When I redraw the old pages, I'm going to fix it.
Well. Erik just revealed that he has wings. Which isn't normal in this world he lives in. x3;
... Still wish I didn't give them to him. *Sobs*
....He just glared me for saying that.