Matrix's tial flicks slightly in a thinking kind of motion, "Well… For one… I dont know…"
Hunter and Prey (One on One) (Closed)
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Corbin huffed sharply, muttering something to himself. “I really don’t have time for all of this. Can you just get the hell out of the bathroom?” He asked.
Matrix raises a brow and stands. His tail momentarily got caught on the door but he soon open the door. He leans on the door jam with a smirk. His eyes flick up and down the human, "So?"
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“‘So’ what?” Corbin asked, standing up once the door was opened up. He eyed Matrix warily, arms crossing over his chest in a defensive manner. He glanced away, but looked back, thinking that he should keep an eye on Matrix.
"You're staring." Matrix laughs
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Corbin frowned, shaking his head as his eyes flicked to the space close to Matrix. “I have to watch you, I don’t want you to try anything,” He said.
Matrix snorts and crosses his arms. His tail shoots from around and him and trips the human
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Corbin have a surprised noise, falling down. “You son of a bitch,” he hissed, staying on the floor and rubbing his leg. Orion came bounding into the room, giving Matrix a growl before sniffing at Corbin.
Matrix laughs but crouches down on top of the human's ankles, "Now. Answers. How come you havent sold me off or killed me yet? I never got your own name. What happened to you?"
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“I’m not selling you becaude no one would want you, and I’m not killing you because it’s not worth it,” Corbin snapped, sitting himself up. “What do you mean by that? Get off of me, Matrix.”
"What happened to you. Im not moving." Now his tail wraps around the human's ankles.
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Corbin frowned as he took a deep breath, looking down at his legs. “If you’re talking about my leg, then it’s not important. It wouldn’t matter to you,” he muttered.
"It…" Matrix falters, looking down. He pins back his ears which disappears into his hair and behind his horns
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Corbin’s frown seemed to slightly soften before he shook off his thoughts. “What?” He pressed, shifting so he was leaning back against his elbows as his leg ached. Matrix was just hanging around to mess with him, the demon wouldn’t care about what happened to his leg. He would most likely use it against him, considering the demon had tricked him before.
Matrix shrugs and sniffs, "You've been drinking. And the wound has been bleeding. What did you do this time." He snaps
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“I didn’t drink too much, only a glasss or two. And it’s bleeding because I went down into the basement. You shoving me over didn’t help it either,” Corbin muttered, his frown returning.
Matrix purses his lips at that, "Why did you go back down there? And when you where hurt. You can't be moving so much." He then realized he sounded like a parent
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“I went down there to clean up,” Corbin said, but also seemed to take notice to how Matrix sounded. “Why does it matter? I still have to get things done around here, even if I am hurt.”
Matrix sighs and stands. Stepping off of the human's ankles. He then grabs him by the arms and pulls him up, "C'mon." He guides him to the bed lets go, "Sit. Relaxe. Whatever you humans do." He then turns to leave.
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Corbin grunted when Matrix helped him to stand. He frowned slightly as he watched Matrix leave, simply muttering a quiet ‘thank you’, but not stopping him from leaving.
Matrix smiles as he leaves the room. His ears had picked up the 'thanks'. He walks out into the living room and looks around. Cleaning and sorting and what not was defiantly wasn't his strong point but he can do a descent job if he wanted to. So he got to work.
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Corbin reached down, shifting his pant leg aside to see blood spots weeping through the bandage. He sighed, not bothering with it as he rolled over to lay on his stomach with his head turned to the side.
Matrix was busy washing and cleaning up in the kitchen. His brow was furrowed, "I thought he did this already… It's filthy."
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As much as Corbin wanted to go to sleep, anxiety kept him up. How could he sleep if he knew that a possible threat was in the other room? Matrix had been helpful in the past, and now, but he proved to be very deceiving. He thought about sleeping on his teams base, knowing then that there could be terrorists lurking just outside the walls. That’s what laying in bed unprotected like this felt.
Matrix sneezed and a shoot of flame erupted from his nose. He yelps as it catches the counter on fire and quickly extinguishes it. He looks around quickly to see if the human had seen. He starts to clean at the scorch marks as fast as he could.
He opens the fridge next. Immediately his mouth starts to water at the food but he shakes his head and closes it. He stands straight and looks around the organized kitchen. He had never done a better job at cleaning in his life. And that's saying something.
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Corbin heard a whining, and looked over to see Orion sitting next to the bed. He clicked his tongue, and the dog jumped up, laying down next to Corbin with his head on his legs. He got comfortable again, now feeling warmer from Orion laying next to him.
Matrix sits down in the living room. His elbows on his knees and head in hands
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Corbin laid there for a while, occasionally shifting a bit, but couldn’t sleep. He sat himself up, eventually getting out of bed. He went to the door, shutting it softly. He reached around to the back of his shirt, pulling it off, and then his pants. He slipped on a pair of loose fitting sweat pants, thinking that should be fine. It was too hot to sleep with a shirt, and he fully thought that Matrix had left.
Matrix looks around at the sound of the door closing. He sighs and starts pacing around the living room. Occasionally he'd run a hand through his hair nervously. He didnt feel right being in the house anymore. He felt like it was trap
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Corbin went into his bathroom, leaning his hands against the sink. He gave a sharp sigh, testing his weight against this bad leg, but quickly stopped when a bolt of pain shot up it. It wouldn’t normally hurt so bad, but because of the cut, the pain was sharper and less of the usual ache. When looking at himself in the mirror, he felt weak. God, he was a sorry excuse for a soldier.