...........................тrιnιтy loυrd ĸane. ..............."No offense." Trinity mumbled, "But your mind sounds even more messed up than mine, and I've got two people in my head. Can I actually charge rent for that?" There was probably no person alive that could meet Hakan the first time, and then want to meet him again. Only idiots and Arren (who's even more stupid than an idiot and it would be an offense to idiots to class him as one). Hakan seemed to have a habit of messing people's heads up, some more than others, and Trinity had sworn to tear his life to pieces in front of his eyes. Regardless, Trinity had a tough job ahead of her it seemed.
After hearing the plan, Trinity raised her eyebrows, "I think you've been hanging around me too long. Well apart from the climbing bit.
'I'll blast through this wall into the other room', you're a Grey not a Hulk." She pulled a face, to her it wasn't a suicide mission since a suicide mission was one you actually died on. Trinity hadn't died yet, so in her eyes, she was doing pretty well. Trinity couldn't come up with a different plan anyway, she'd struggled to come up with the 'run like idiots' plan. She raised a hand to check the back of her head and decided against it, and crossed over to the window instead, grabbing hold of the heavy, damp, probably spider ridden curtains and giving them a sharp tug. The brackets holding up the curtain rail gave up on their life's mission and the whole curtain fell into Trinity's arms. She sliced a thick strip away from the rest of the curtain, since it was thick enough to use in strips without being broken, and tied the end to the radiator under the window. Before jumping out the window (because the likely hood was that she was going to jump anyway, regardless of what Caia said) she slipped her remaining sword out of it's sheath and wiped some of her black tinted blood, from the back of her neck, onto the handle before passing it to Caia. "As long as my blood, or any demons for that matter, stays on the handle you'll be able to use it." She wiped her hand on her ruined jeans, not actually wanting to look at her own blood, which wasn't surprising since Trinity was still in two minds about being a demon. She was against it, Solitude loved it, and sometimes thoughts from her demonic half had a habit of drifting into her own. She shrugged it off and then set about freeing the curtain rail from the masses of fabric that was a curtain.
"And if you do die, I will personally bring you back to life just so I can hit you. Understand?" She pulled the curtain rail free and pointed the end of it at Caia's face as she spoke. "I would hit you now but that wouldn't be a good idea, so I'll let the demons hit you now, and I'll have a turn later." She sighed quietly, and her expression changed to a serious one (a look that Trinity never learnt to master). "Don't die. If you follow that rule, I've found it all works out well in the end."
ѕнσυℓ∂ ωє ℓινє тσ єχρє¢тαтισиѕ - σя ѕнσυℓ∂ ωє fιgнт тσ вяєαк тнєм؟
