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

Started July 25, 2018 by @Desvelarse pets

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Mtrix sighs. He lays back in the doorway. He stares at the ceiling then somewhat covers his eyes with his arms. He couldnt cover them all the way because of his horns

Corbin heard his phone ring from the kitchen, and he left the bathroom. He pulled up the front of his shirt and wiped his face off on it as he walked into the kitchen. He picked up the phone and answered it, leaning against the counter.

“What do you mean I can’t?” He asked whoever was on the other line.

“No, let me tell you something. I am here struggling because your company is having problems,” he argued as he frowned heavily.

“That’s not the problem. The problem is that your company is supposed to help veterans, and now you are doing the exact opposite.” He finished, not even bothering with finishing the argument before hanging the phone up and setting it back onto the counter. He ran a hand over his face with a sharp sigh before taking out a few things from the fridge, a cutting board, and a knife.

Matrix's ears had heard every word of the conversation. He rolls onto his stomach and pushes himself up to his feet. He yawns, stretches and walks into the kitchen. He leans on the counter where the human had been, "What was that about, Mini?"

“Mini?” Corbin mumbled to himself before shaking his head and speaking. “Just some idiot from an insurance company, doesn’t know what the hell they are doing,” he said.

"What's I-Insure (Clears throat) Insurance. And yes… MINI" He smirks and crosses his arms on the counter. His eyes shine eerily in the light again as a quick flash.

“Insurance helps you afford and cover things if you get hurt. Essentially, it could help pay my bills,” Corbin explained, giving a soft sigh at the word mini.

"Ohh… Like hell basically?" He puts his chin down on the counter, crouches and holds his hands up on the counter. ( A bit like this… Just humanoid http://powershift95.deviantart.com/art/Smeagol-357046798)

“What? No, not really. I mean, it sure feels like hell when trying to get my point across to those bastards,” Corbin huffed, pushing himself to sit on a stool as he looked down at Matrix.

Matrix shrugs. He puffs out his cheeks up and lets it out with a hiss, steam, and spit, "Now what."

“What do you mean?” Corbin asked. He frowned at Matrix, his eyes narrowing. He chewed slightly on his lower lip, a habit that he developed.

Matrix shrugs and stands straight, "Do you have water? I want to try something." He walks around the kitchen, not really registering the sink.

Corbin arched a brow, sitting up a tad more. “There’s water bottles in the fridge, or you could just use the sink..” he told Matrix.

Matrix turns on his heels and opens the fridge, "Cool." He pulls out a water bottle and walks over to the counter. He points at the human, "Watch dis."
Matrix leans down so his chin is on the edge of counter. He takes a long swig of water and immediatly there is a hiss of steam shooting from his nose and mouth. It stayed in one place in a smooth cloud.

Corbin’s brows raised a bit at he squinted at the cloud. “How did you do that?” He asked, lips pursed slightly. He had no idea that demons could do anything remotely interesting like that.

Matrix holds up his hand as he takes another swig of water. He swishes it then swallows it. He unbuttons his shirt to reveal his chest and where his heart should be was a glowing, throbbing ball of molten… Stuff. the water was boiling as it went down. It was seen as it passes the molten mass that was just under the skin.

Corbin leaned forward to look at Matrix’s bare chest and the water that could be seen traveling down it. “I didn’t know demons could do any of that,” he muttered with a perplexed look.

Matrix smirks, re-buttoning the shirt, "Not all of us can. Let's just say. Im a special cupcake."

“How are you different?” Corbin asked, leaning back and away from Matrix slightly. He didn’t know much about demons. Matrix had been the only one he had come in close contact to.

Matrix shrugs, "It's actually a condition. Not many demons have this. See, demons do have hearts like this but not many have their hearts so molten and so close to the skin. Now. Let's say you want to kill me quickly. You can easily do that by even poking this spot with threading needle."
Matrix knew now that he had dug himself into his own grave but, hey, He was going to die anyway

Corbin frowned slightly, nodding his head slowly in understanding. “But why would you tell me something like that, hm?” He asked, arching a brow in question. Didn’t Matrix understand that you shouldn’t tell people about those kinds of weaknesses?

Matrix rolls his eyes and leans on the counter, "Im going to die anyway. Why not tell you guys the fastest way."

“Why do you think that you are going to die?” Corbin asked, even though he damn well knew why he thought that. Matrix was hanging around a hunter, he must have though that he would be killed by now.

Matrix scoffs and turns away to the sink, "Humans are so stupid." He shakes his head, "By now I'm better dead than alive. Anywhere."

“You don’t have to stay here, you know. You can go and live, I don’t care,” Corbin snapped. Why hadn’t he killed Matrix yet, though? He had multiple chances to, but for some reason, he hasn’t.

Matrix was frankly interested in trying to figure out why the human hadnt killed him.
"Well. Does it really matter?"