imagine, if you will.

[reflecktion.livejournal.com]

[he's pacing back and forth in the gardens, clearly agitated. half his hair is held up with his ribbon, the rest is a messy tangle about his face that he keeps pushing at with an annoyed hand]

How could anyone do that?!

[rape, abuse... all things he can handle as he's been on the receiving end of both quite a few times himself. but this... this was way past acceptable, a pill much too big to swallow]

I'll kill him. Just wait until I find that kid. He's fucking dead.

((ooc; he's referring to menace killing iwasarealboy. needless to say, he's less than thrilled.))