Warring Parrellels

[Damien]

((Ok, I just wanted to squeeze in another post before Idalia, but now we should wait for her, avoiding the risk of running off without her))

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Kole's eyes narrowed at Frisk when he come to his level, unwavering as the toon choked on a bird. "I want to be alone Frisk. Please leave."



"I'd rather die," hissed Drake in response to Haxx's threat. "And that is the road I'd go down if that happened, I'd rip off his dick with my mind and shove it down his throat. I'd probably get shot in the end but it would be worth it," his lips stretched into a cruel smile as he glared at the digimon from the corner of his eyes.

"But, yes I'll play 'good little human' if that would please you. After all, humans are just swine am I right?" The hand that Haxx placed on his shoulder started tingling. "I used to be against the slavery of your people... but now..." He paused, "I suggest your don't touch my skin," one of the fingers had extended over the collar of his shirt and lay on the exposed flesh of his neck,"I rather dislike it."



It was then Kole swung down from the tree tops,"We've arrived..." he informed as he hung upside-down by his knees, pointing at a nearly invisible trapdoor hidden between two trees. Leaves covered the entrance, making it blend in with the forest floor.

"Perfect..." Drake's smile twitched slightly and his eyes gleamed, still staring into the digital being's own. "Lead the way, digimon."


But unknown to everyone in the small group except Drake, two pairs of eyes watched them from the shadows. Unseen and unheard. Waiting until they knew exactly where the entrance was.