Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-4681758-20140416035554/@comment-4681758-20140428045845

(Right.)

He scanned the alley, and motioned to his right. "For now, just hide out on the other side of that dumpster.  You'll know when the time is right to come out.  Shouldn't be long now until he shows up."

Ciarán just leaned up against the side of the building for awhile, until he heard the door open, and a half-drunken wannabe playboy walked outside, completely oblivious to his surroundings. Stepping out of the shadow of the alley, Ciarán grabbed Karlo around the neck, and wrapped his other hand around his mouth. He whispered to him, "Not a sound, unless you want me to break every bone in your spine."

He was struggling, but it wasn't anything Ciarán wasn't ready for. He grabbed his neck with his right hand, and held him up against the wall. In a deeper, almost bestial voice, Ciarán asked him, "Do you know what I am?"

Karlo looked at the figure that had taken him, and after the shock of being shoved against the wall wore off, he scanned his attacker, and realized what it was. The pointed ears, the jagged coat, there was no doubt what it was. And all the color began to drain from his face as he said weakly, "Y-You're not supposed to be real!" He tried to escape the figure's grab, but it was useless.

Ciarán, not wasting any time, narrowed his gaze on him, and said to him in the same voice from before, "You can never escape me.  Nothing harms me.  But I know pain.  I KNOW... Pain.  Sometimes I share it... With someone like you."

"W-What the Hell do you want from me?"

Ciarán looked off to the side for a moment, and gave Inari a motion with his head indicating her to come over.

"Here's what's going to happen.  You're going to answer all of questions, and you'll do it as fully and turthfully as possible.  If, for any reason, I think you're giving anything less than that, and you'll learn just how much it hurts to have your bone shoved through your skin.  Cooperate, and in a little while, I'll go back to being a bad nightmare."

Karlo, who's pants had become noticeably wetter gulped weakly and looked to Inari. "What do you want to know?"

(Yes!  Finally got a chance to use that quote!)