(Heyo, I haven’t forgotten about this. I appreciate you checking in! It’s just I’ve been finding it hard to multitask and it’s been affecting my roleplay activity. I’ll do my best to get a reply up tomorrow :) I can’t believe it’s been over a week tho omg)
(No, take your time dude! I'm here for you.)
(Aw, thank you so much!)
(Heyo, I’ve been feeling pretty under the weather lately, and while I’ve been trying to get responses up I haven’t really been able to keep up as much as I’d like to. I wanted to let you know that a reply is coming soon, it just might take another few days or so :) thanks so much for your patience! )
(Take your time dude! I’m busy too, and we all have bad days.)
Justine’s face lost all of its color. She could hardly do more than yelp as the creature whisked her up and away. Struggling over his shoulder, beating at his back, and rambling curses in a line of words thinly strung from a single exhale. If her breath hadn’t already left her, it was certainly gone after she was thrown into the truck. Whimpering with fear despite herself. She hugged her legs up to the chest, curled as small as she could get in the seat. The threat rattled her, though no more so than the shock of being kidnapped by some horrid monster. She bore her gaze into the man as indignantly as she could muster, and silently cursed her lip for trembling less than intimidatingly. “The-the-uhm. The college. In Geneva,” Justine struggled to form a whole sentence. Let alone one that made sense. What was the university called again, even?
(Thank you so much, again! Taking a couple days off really helped. I really appreciate you)
(No problem)
“There are many colleges in Geneva. Tell me which one, or things will go very badly for you very quickly.” he snarled, moving so that his eyes were mere millimeters from hers. He started the car, the engine rattling and sputtering before turning into a full roar as the car started, rattling over bumpy ground and with an engine so loud you could barely hear your own screaming. So that nobody would even hear you scream.
(Okay sorry my post was short btw I’m just kinda been tired lately but I will post longer stuff in the future.)
(No worries! I’ve got no problem with the post length, honestly that’s how long I typically post. That and I completely understand being tired, it’s no worries <3)
(I’ll get a reply up soon since my rp motivation is slowly coming back, probably the same length of yours if that’s ok)
(Okay!)
Justine whimpered—couldn’t even do anything but react fearfully—no matter how calm or composed she tried to make herself appear. She clutched onto the seatbelt, clenching and unclenching her hands around it while she racked her brain for the name of the college Victor went to. Her hands left faint sweat marks in the fabric. “I-I-I don’t know,” she said, voice barely audible over the sound of the engine. “I don’t really know him that well, uh, U-of-G, I think, just…the main one.”
“Fine, but if I find out you’re lying to me, I will leave you out in the middle of the wilderness to starve, don’t even test me.” he said, driving across rough ground and through thick foliage. “Now, we’ll be there in just a few hours. There are books and food in the back, although half of them are simply dreary reads and the other half are trash. The food should be okay, though.” he said, not looking at Justine as he said this and instead focusing on the road ahead. He was silent for a while, before he spoke again. “Why do you look so scared? I’m going to let you go after this. You should know that.”
Justine sent a quick glance over her shoulder at the food and books in the back. It wasn’t even a decision to be made—she wouldn’t be taking anything from this man. It wasn’t like she was hungry yet anyway, though in the next few hours, she might reluctantly accept a snack. She pulled her feet farther up into the seat. Hugging her knees close to her chest for comfort. Then after a long moment of silence he spoke again, and Justine replied with a sharp glare. “Why do I look scared?” she snapped, “Oh, I don’t know, it might have something to do with the fact that you just threatened to hurt my boy. Threatened me, and now you’re kidnapping me?” Her voice was shrill, taut with anger and fear.
“He’s hardly your boy, you’re hardly old enough to be even a proper mother. Honestly. I can’t believe you care for a brat like him, I’ve always found children to be annoying but he… well, he certainly is something.” the creature said dismissively. “Too inquisitive. I’ve always found asking questions to be for nobody’s good, especially when those questions have answers like me. The secret to life, pah! Victor should have known what he was doing when he- you’re not listening. And I only took you because you know where to go. I would hardly ever harm you, Victor is the one I wish to destroy, believe me. I still have some good in me.” he shrugged.
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Justine wrinkled her nose. “I’m not his mother, I’m his nanny. But considering all he’s been through I might as well be the only one raising him.” She added the last sentence under his breath. More perturbed by the family than the creature—who, of course, she was still obviously angry with. She listened to the rest of his rant with pursed lips, arms crossed in front of herself for more self-comfort than anything else. “That’s just how children are. Inquisitive. And for one thing that’s something I can actually appreciate…what did Victor do to you, anyhow?”
“He let me live.” he said, looking forward to the road ahead of them, seeming very uncomfortable by the question but not to the point where he would become violent. “And he abandoned me without so much as giving me a name. That’s two things he’s done, the third would be having made me a hulking troglodyte unfit for the view of such a fair maiden as yourself.” there was nothing behind that last statement but shame, no sort of interest in Justine beyond what she could do to help him find Victor. However, his words could be easily misinterpreted to think something along those lines.
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(Thanks! It’s all good :) hopefully I can get up a response for this sooner rather than later lmao)
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(Again, bumping so I don’t lose this, take your time responding and take things easy!)
(Just wanted to let you know that I’m back if you wanna continue this?)
(Oh for sure! Welcome back!! :D Sorry this took so long for me to answer lol)
It seemed weird to Justine that the creature would be angry with Victor for letting him live. The two obviously had met before, and while she had a few clues as to what happened, it was still all too confusing for her to connect the dots. She swallowed nervously at his last statement, pressing herself against the door to put just a bit more space in between them. “I-I’m sorry about that, then. That sounds very hard for you.” In her fear she wished she could have made her words sound more genuine. In a way Justine supposed she did feel bad for whatever Victor did to this poor creature.
The creature sighed, and looked on to the winter sunset. “I was just… I was just a child. Just a child, in nothing but stolen skin and bone. And he decided I wasn’t worth keeping around, so he left me… why did he leave me!?” the creature roared, banging a goliath fist on the dashboard. “I was so perfect, until he decided I was ruinous! I was… I could have been beautiful. And I had so much love, and wonder in my heart, but he decided it was better if he merely broke it in two. I suppose I became the monster he wanted me to be…. I’m sorry. You don’t need to hear this. But I… I just… Victor hurt me, and I’m sure he’ll hurt you too if you let him. He’s a dangerous man, although I’ve never seen him in person a man skilled enough to cause such devastation must be truly fearsome indeed.” what the creature didn’t know was that Victor was a midget of a man, skinny as anything and quite oblivious to other people, with terrible vision only fixed by behemoths of glasses and a pretty certain iron and vitamin deficiency that kept him fairly weak and lethargic most days due to only eating cup ramen and drinking mostly alcohol. He was the definition of an idiot college student, and if the creature knew who Victor really was, he would likely snap him in an instant just by glaring at him.