YOU BELONG TO ME! (Chapha)

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Arsen really was growing unhappy with his pet he decided that it was time to shorten his leash and bring him back to where he belongs at his side that was where he belonged he had enough of him causing trouble. He activated the tracker well the one that he rarely used which would cause the boy to come to him. While he waited he sat in a booth and drank a bottle of fire whiskey. He was growing impatient but he knew that with the lad it took longer for his spells to kick in as he would fight it.

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Chapha...Dagger...Austin...whatever you wanted to call him was in the middle of climbing a building when he felt the irritating burn. F**k!!! Damn him! Damn him to hell! He was going to kick his ass! BARE FEETED! He growled and fought it as he climbed higher and higher. He felt the mark burning on his chest. Tough shit! He looked down with narrowed eyes at the marring on his personal temple. The defilation of his sacred body. Sacred as in...paint was the only type of markings he put on his body....cultural purposes. He sat on the edge of the building and lit a cigarette. The burning and burning was getting hotter and hotter. He stripped out of his leather jacket and tossed it aside. Bare feet twitched as he could feel Arsen's anger. What the hell did he do THIS time that he wasn't even AWARE he had done?!

Whatever. Laying back on the building he almost moaned when the intensity quickened. Drawing his dagger he stabbed himself swiftly in the shoulder. "You can wait Arsen...I'm enjoying a damn smoke." He said with a cocky smirk. Twisting the dagger now and then before blowing out a trail of smoke.

» One little spell outta do you some good (Chapha)