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“Hold the hell still, or I’ll fucking shoot you,” Corbin said in a firmer tone, still keeping the gun level with the demons head. He didn’t want to shoot the creature like some hunters. He took creatures alive when he could and sold them. They were worth more when alive and healthy.
Matrix winces at the yells and covers his ears. He bobs his head and shakes it, trying to clear his eyes and mind so that he could focus. He hated his eye condition so much.
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When Corbin saw that the demon seemed to be distracted, he grabbed a set of thick cuffs from the side of his backpack. He roughly grabbed onto the demon, jerking it’s hands behind its back and cuffing them. He held onto the demon and held him there while he put away the rifle and took out the knife instead. “Walk,” he ordered, still having a firm grip on the demon.
Matrix blinks furiously and snarls, whipping his shoulders around. At one point his thrashing caused his horns to catch on the human's shirt, "Get off!" He roars.
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Corbin glares sharply and is suddenly shoving the demon very roughly to the ground. He crouched down, leaning a knee on its back and grabbing it by the back of its hair to jerk it’s head up. “Keep your fucking mouth shut,” he growled, the knife pressing to the demons throat.
"What in the hell?!" Matrix kept thrashing. He was confused, desperate and he didnt like to admit it but a bit scared. His eyes where still clouded over. His fangs her bared and snarling. He shook his head violently
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Corbin let go of the demons hair, switching the knife of the other hand before his fist suddenly struck the side of the demons head roughly before he dragged it back to a standing position.
Matrix snarls at him, the bottom of his horn that was hit bleeding slightly. He stumbles over a few lose rocks on the road. His 'claws' try to grip the handcuffs but are always just out of reach. His eyes where starting to clear up slightly. He was still blinking and confused
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Corbin pushed the demon along, occasionally giving it a rough shove. After a minute or so of walking, he approached what looked like a small cabin. With his free hand, he unlocked the front door and dragged the demon inside the dark home and towards a door. He opened that, pulling the demon down a flight of stairs to a room that was almost pitch black until he flicked on the lights. It looked like a large, unfinished basement with concrete walls and dirt floors.
Matrix squints slightly. He had fallen a few times on the way there. His lip was bleeding slightly with quiet a few scratches. He eyes the room with a snarl, "Stupid human. Do you think you can keep me down here?!" He barks at him. His fangs glint in the odd light.
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“I’m positive I can keep you down here,” Corbin answered simply, shoving the demon down to a sit in a chair towards the middle of the room. He uncuffed the demon, but quickly cuffed one hand to the chair before grabbing another set of cuffs and doing the same to the other hand.
Matrix rips at the cuffs with a feral roar. He bites at the human. The cuffs digging into his wrists as he writhes with them. All he could see where shadows and blobs. His horns catch the human's stomach. He jerks his head up ward, cutting the human with them
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Corbin let out a sharp gasp when he felt a light cut be made into his stomach. He pressed his hand there, cursing loudly in anger. He grabbed the demon by he throat, squeezing tightly with his hand. With his other hand, it left his stomach, and grabbed what almost looked like a collar. He let go of the demons throat, locking the collar around it. He picked up a small remote, his other hand going back to covering the fresh cut. He held up the remote for the demon to see before speaking. “You know what this is?”
Matrix squints at the blob infront of him, "No…" He was breathing heavily but glares and bares his fangs again. He had stopped his thrashing and fighting for the time being
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Corbin gave a lazy smirk before flicking a switch, and jolts of electricity were shot through the demon. He only left it on for a few seconds before switching it off and stuffing it into the pocket of his old Navy Seals coat. “You act up again, and I’ll just turn the levels up higher.”
The demon had roared. His entire body had stiffened and clenched. Matrix was breathing heavily when he fell limp in the bonds. He sends a death glare at the human with a flashy snarl of fangs. his eyes where a light with fiery rage.
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Corbin watched with an emotionless gaze as he stepped away. “If you’re good, then I’ll feed you and give you basic necessities. If not, then I’ll just have you break you into it. Buyers don’t want a disobedient creature,” he said, heading towards the stairs.
"Buyers. I WILL MAKE SURE YOU BURN IN THE DEEPEST PIT OF HELL!!" He roars, lunging forward against his chains.
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“Mm, I bet. Don’t think I won’t know what your doing down here, I’ll be watching,” Corbin warned, flicking the light off till it was almost pitch black, a bit of light coming from the open door above. He made his way up here stairs, jaw tightening in pain from his stinging chest and sore leg.
Matrix hisses. His eyes had cleared almost completely though it didnt help with the lighting. He tried to rech to the cuffs with his 'hands' and as always where just out of reach.
"Fuck…"
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Corbin shut the basement door behind him, sliding a padlock into place. He limped to the backdoor when he heard loud barking, and he smiled as he let in a younger looking German Shepherd. He had named the dog Orion, and it was his therapy dog. It would alert and help him deal with anxiety attacks, which happened to be a common thing he suffered from. Orion whined, nudgingbat his chest as blood had begun to appear through his t-shirt. “I’m okay,” he murmured to the dog, walking inside and to his bathroom to clean himself up.
Matrix growls to himself as he gets a muscle cramp in his wrist from trying to pry the cuffs off him. He rolls his head around and leans it on the back of the chair, cursing fluently in many different languages.
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Corbin shrugged off his coat, then pulled off his torn and stained t-shirt. He grimaced upon seeing the gash, but was thankful that it didn’t look too deep. He collected a bit of supplies from a cabinet, dabbing at the would first before applying disinfectant, putting a few stitches into the cut to close it, and bandaging it. He collected his shedded clothes and walked over to his bedroom, tossing them over onto the bed. He stripped out of his cargo pants, eyes lingering on the scar on the back of his leg, before grabbing a pair of joggers and a tshirt. After getting changed, he made his way to the kitchen, beginning to make himself something for dinner. What do demons eat? he wondered.
Matrix roared in frustration as the cuffs just dig into his wrists. (I can add to that but later)
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(It’s all good, I was just about to send Corbin down anyways)
With a huff, Corbin walked back over to the door, unlocking it before heading down the stairs. He flicked the light on, watching the demon for a minute before speaking. “What do you eat?” He asked, arms crossed over his chest.
Matrix roars at him, something in Latin. He claws at the cuffs again, biting at the human
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“If you don’t answer me in the right way, you won’t get any food at all for as long as you are here- which could be a while. Can’t feed you if you don’t tell me what your kind eats,” Corbin huffed in an annoyed manner. He ran a hand over his face, feeling a bit of stubble on his jaw from not shaving the past few days.
Martix snarls at him, "Demons can go weeks without eating." He snaps at the human, trying to get his point across for him to leave.
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“If you keep using that tone with me, you’ll be here longer than a few weeks,” Corbin pointed out with a frown. But, he still gave a shrug and made his way back to the stairs, flicking the light off as he did so.
"Why. Why would you keep me." He snaps, spraying blood cross the ground at his feet from his split lip.
