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thundagun) wrote in
kingdomdressing2011-12-30 01:54 am
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[ Oh shit, it's Larx. Or actually, it isn't. Not the one most people are familiar with. It's his much older, future self, hanging out on the roof of the elevator in the apartments, where he can't be seen or sensed until it's too late. He's just waiting for random passerby to harass, maybe kill, maybe gut and hang from their own intestines down the fronts of buildings... It's been a long time since he's had any fun around here, between how dull this current timeline is and the people in it. He's looking for some good fun or some good bait. But he's not picky, and he's terribly patient. ]

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[he takes a shaky, painful breath and will move whenever Larxene either lets him go or starts directing him.]
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[He gives him another shake and positions him in front of the edge, and before he has time to step over, embeds three knives right in his back.]
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