forum Hunter and Prey (One on One) (Closed)

Started July 25, 2018 by @Desvelarse pets

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"What is it? The drink smells like Vodka…" Matrix opens his eyes and takes the food weakly. He raises a bite to his mouth but sets the plate down.

“It’s just beer, not vodka. I do have some of that if you prefer it, though,” Corbin responded. He arched a brow in question, taking a drink from his own bottle.

"Oh… The alcohol smells stronger to me than anything."

“And is that a bad thing or something? Because I’m not going to stop drinking because you don’t like it,” Corbin said.

"I never said that…" Matrix's voice seems to fade with exhaustion.

“Right.. Just eat your food, it’s getting cold,” Corbin said. He set down the unopened bottle before walking back over to the counter where his own food was. He took a bite of the slightly warm veggies, debating on whether or not he should reheat his food.

Matrix weakly moves toward the plate but then thinks better of it and falls back against the wall, "On second thought… I shouldnt risk it…"

“What do you mean by that?” Corbin asked. He arched a brow as he took another bite, swallowing it before he took a sip of his drink.

"Unless you want me to burn this house down…"

“Why would you burn the house down by eating? I’ve seen you eat a lot, and that’s never happened,” Corbin said. This was the first time that he’s seen Matrix not want to start eating.

Matrix looks up at him weakly then shakes his head, "I'm helping you…" He shakes his head which just fell from side to side

“Seriously? Why would you want to help me? You wanted to do far earlier and you said you had been messing with me, then you burnt up some families money,” Corbin reminded Matrix.

"I didnt…" He manages. His eyes where closed and his hands and legs where limp

Corbin’s lips parted slightly when Matrix told him that. He didn’t burn the money? But he had watched the bag go up in flames, how did it not burn? He had so many questions, but Matrix didn’t look like he could answer them.

"You're wondering how… You should know by now… My specialty is fire…" Matrix holds out his left hand, palm up as if miming a flame in his palm.

“I know that, but I still thought you did…” Corbin said. Matrix had done a good job with toying with him, so of course he thought that the demon had done that.

Matrix manages a weak smile, "Got ya… Didnt I…"

“You did..” Corbin admitted, looking up at Matrix for a moment before looking back down at his now empty plate. He finished the rest of his beer before going over to the sink and beginning to wash his plate off. “So what are you doing now? Leaving, or staying around?”

"Which ever…" Matrix closes his eyes again but it was obvious he wasnt sleeping. The dark mass in his chest had started to glow faintly again

“Seriously?” Corbin asked. That was also new. He thought that Matrix woudl have wanted to stick around, just to pester him a bit for the hell of it.

Matrix manages a shrugs. His jaw was clenched in pain, 'Whichever you prefer…"

“You are acting strange,” Corbin said. He walked over to Matrix, leaning his weight on his right foot. “You are letting me choose, and you are not even eating any of your food.”

Matrix couldnt form legible words so he just nods weakly. His eyes where still closed. His horns force his head away from the wall so he couldnt rest his head back

Corbin huffed sharply, seeing that Matrix genuinely wasn’t well. “Can you stand up? Maybe you should actually go and lay down,” he said. He looked down at Matrix, thinking that he should take the demon to the guest bedroom.

Matrix's eyes open slowly, "You're not going to throw me out? And I can't feel my legs but I could try." He curls his legs under himself and tries to stand but the moment his weight was on his legs they give out and he falls forward. He accidentally knocks over a coffee table on his way down.