INDEPENDENT Pandora Hearts

private
selective
multi-ship
multi-verse
nsfw

PORTRAYED BY MONIQUE.


ғɪʀᴇɪɴʜɪsʙʟᴏᴏᴅ:

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     he knew he wouldn’t believe him, but oh, he meant it. “i’m telling the truth, i’ve been planning their death. if you look inside the book in my bag, you’ll see it all. i’ve been wanting to kill them for so long, i promise. please. i promise i’m not a liar.” he kicks the bag towards the leader (he assumes), waiting patiently for his answer on whether he’s going to die or he’ll be joining them.

     he’s heard of them, on the news. their crimes and the amount of murders that occurred, all being linked to them (him mostly). whenever he watched the news, he’d almost feel inspired by their way of murder. so brutal and beast like. he loved it. he really did.

i’m not. i really truly want them dead.”

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  Golden optics fall to the bag kicked in his direction, raising from his seat to go through the bag where he’ll then find the book. Writing ғᴀɴᴛᴀsɪᴇs in a notebook doesn’t mean much. While he was looking through the bag for the notebook, he also did look through the kid’s bag in case any weapons were held inside. Pulling out the notebook, he flips through the pages. His eyes scanning the words written inside, ignoring the scribbles on parts of each page. Eyes flick towards the victim bound to the chair, he slammed the book shut once he felt he’s read enough.

 He studied the boy’s facial expression. Searching for any traces of what would give away any liar. He could always just ᴋɪʟʟ ʜɪᴍ if the boy got carried away if he decided to take him. When did he ᴇᴠᴇʀ let a poor soul go free? He leans in close to the boy, close so that he could hear him whisper ever so softly. “Jᴜsᴛ ʙᴇᴄᴀᴜsᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡʀɪᴛᴇ sᴛᴏʀɪᴇs ɪɴ ᴀ ʙᴏᴏᴋ, ᴅᴏᴇsɴ'ᴛ ᴍᴇᴀɴ ᴀɴʏᴛʜɪɴɢ sᴘᴇᴄɪᴀʟ.” There’s no ʀᴇᴀʟ proof. But he’s curious. So he’ll go behind the boy after straightening himself & untie his wrists. “Bᴜᴛ I'ʟʟ ᴛᴀᴋᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴜᴘ ᴏɴ ᴛʜɪs ᴏғғᴇʀ.” But… 

     “Aɴʏ ᴛʀɪᴄᴋs
          & ʏᴏᴜ'ʟʟ ʀᴇɢʀᴇᴛ ᴇᴠᴇʀ ᴡᴀɴᴛɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ʟᴇᴀᴠᴇ ᴛʜᴇsᴇ ʀᴏᴘᴇs.

                                                     –does he make himself ᴄʟᴇᴀʀ?