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Luka knew his hope that they would just let him waltz out was a long shot but could you blame him for wanting to try? He didn't want to die and he didn't like pain. He was truly terrified of burning. It was such a harsh way to go... screaming in agony, unable to save yourself from your fate. He held in a shudder, not wanting the human to notice and think he was shivering because of her. He didn't want to give her any type of satisfaction since really, all that would do is make this whole situation much worse for him. He had to find a way to get himself out of this mess as soon as possible. If only he could information from her as well. He wasn't very eloquent since he didn't interact much with people but it was the only shot he had.
She already had quite the presumption of his morale and behavior to. Monster? Really? She thought him a monster for killing to rabbits swiftly and painlessly? He only ever killed animals. He wouldn't even hunt if he didn't need it. Humans... humans were the real monsters. They were the ones that tortured each other for the fun of it and played stupid games like this with human life. Who gave them the right to judge who was good and who was not? It was not for mortals to decide. They spouted about justice and morals ant heir one true god, but they didn't believe their own doctrine. If they did, they wouldn't murder in the name of their merciful lord.
Luka felt her claws dig into his shoulders but made no indication of discomfort. He continued to sit with his chin on top of his threaded fingers, elbows on the table. Only his eyes had moved to indicate he had followed her movements. He didn't much like her behind him and he was sure that his next response was going to earn him some pain so he had to be ready for that. If only he could numb himself of pain.... well, maybe he could. If he killed the pain receptors, he would never feel pain and that was irreversible. Pain was a requirement to live so he couldn't do that. If he did burn, maybe he'd be able to say that spell just before the pyre was lit. That would make his passing easy at least. He shook his head to clear his mind of such morbid thoughts. He needed to focus on escape before he wondered about death.
"You have me and my 'kind' pegged then, don't you?" he mused. "Witches have ideas about hunters to. Doesn't it take a monster to hunt down others and torture them for so called justice? Only the human animal is cruel in the animal kingdom. It is humans that caused wore and massacred those that do not agree with them. Just look at your history books. That isn't a witch's doing. Humans have a long tradition of enslaving and torturing those they think beneath them, even other humans."
Luka sat back then and folded his arms across his chest and let his hands hold his arms, waiting for the torture to begin. "Regardless, yer shit outta luck. I live 'lone fer a reason, beautiful. I don't know any other witches. Your deal is null and void. Why don't you try again?" Oh him he was asking for it, wasn't he? He couldn't help it though. Interaction was interaction and though this was an awful situation, he wanted to prolong their discussion.
She already had quite the presumption of his morale and behavior to. Monster? Really? She thought him a monster for killing to rabbits swiftly and painlessly? He only ever killed animals. He wouldn't even hunt if he didn't need it. Humans... humans were the real monsters. They were the ones that tortured each other for the fun of it and played stupid games like this with human life. Who gave them the right to judge who was good and who was not? It was not for mortals to decide. They spouted about justice and morals ant heir one true god, but they didn't believe their own doctrine. If they did, they wouldn't murder in the name of their merciful lord.
Luka felt her claws dig into his shoulders but made no indication of discomfort. He continued to sit with his chin on top of his threaded fingers, elbows on the table. Only his eyes had moved to indicate he had followed her movements. He didn't much like her behind him and he was sure that his next response was going to earn him some pain so he had to be ready for that. If only he could numb himself of pain.... well, maybe he could. If he killed the pain receptors, he would never feel pain and that was irreversible. Pain was a requirement to live so he couldn't do that. If he did burn, maybe he'd be able to say that spell just before the pyre was lit. That would make his passing easy at least. He shook his head to clear his mind of such morbid thoughts. He needed to focus on escape before he wondered about death.
"You have me and my 'kind' pegged then, don't you?" he mused. "Witches have ideas about hunters to. Doesn't it take a monster to hunt down others and torture them for so called justice? Only the human animal is cruel in the animal kingdom. It is humans that caused wore and massacred those that do not agree with them. Just look at your history books. That isn't a witch's doing. Humans have a long tradition of enslaving and torturing those they think beneath them, even other humans."
Luka sat back then and folded his arms across his chest and let his hands hold his arms, waiting for the torture to begin. "Regardless, yer shit outta luck. I live 'lone fer a reason, beautiful. I don't know any other witches. Your deal is null and void. Why don't you try again?" Oh him he was asking for it, wasn't he? He couldn't help it though. Interaction was interaction and though this was an awful situation, he wanted to prolong their discussion.