by GorGor » Sat Oct 26, 2013 2:44 pm
Gok jerked back slightly as he felt her creep into his mind, his lip snarling at the sensation filling his cranium. It wasn't a new experience for him, but it was definitely something he would never get use to. He practically growled as she began to speak to him as well, neither of their gazes faltering, neither of them even blinking.
He widened one of his eyes as the other narrowed, his sense of confusion being obvious just by his expression. He wasn't quite sure what her tactic was, especially as she even went as far to lay a hand on his face. Gradually, his expression began to soften, a sense of calmness even beginning to form in the air. Reluctantly, slowly, Gok removed his pistol from her neck, holstering it back onto his belt, even going as far as to stab his cleaver into the ground, freeing up his other hand as well.
Gok's shoulders relaxed slightly, inhaling deeply through his nostrils. Suddenly, he lurched forward, both of his hands clasping onto Kaoru's head, his thumbs digging into her temples as his fingers clutched the back of her head. He felt her try to pull away, but his grip wouldn't allow her, their gaze still interlocked.
You wanna try and look into my head, witch? What you lot never seem to realize is, when you do this, you create a bridge. This runs two ways. Like this, you may be able to get into my head, but I can get into yours as well.
His pupils suddenly shrunk as he watched a sense of horror fill hers. He began to reach back into his own mind, pulling up the darkest drudges of his memories. Like a slide show, he began to go through every horrific act, ever moment of brutality he could remember. Ever back stabbed, every throat slit, ever limb dismembered, every belly disemboweled, all being flushed into her mind from his. He reached back further, all the way to his childhood when his father instilled his ruthless behavior in him practically from birth, the mental strain beginning to make a vein bulge from his head. Finally, he released her, throwing is hands away as he took a few steps back on wobbly knees, a stream of blood beginning to trail from his nose. He grasped onto his blade once again, now more using it to keep him vertical as his brain desperately tried to collect itself after such immense mental strain.
"Do you have any further questions...?"
