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Corbin turned to look over at the demon as he lingered near the stairs. “Like I said before, the buyers don’t like creatures who misbehave. So, I’m the one who has to deal with training.”
Hunter and Prey (One on One) (Closed)
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Matrixs starts, "Mother fucker… Creatures cant be sold like some pet!" He roars after the human
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“Don’t take this shit personal, it’s just buisness and I need the money,” Corbin huffed sharply, shaking his head to himself. He didn’t necessarily like hunting down ad occasionally killing nonhuman creatures, but no where else would hire him due to his disabilities.
Matrix hisses, "What's more important… Life or money…" He was trying to draw on his inner demon persuasion tactic
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“I’m not having this discussion with a demon. I need the money so I can have a life,” Corbin said, leaning against the railing now as his leg was growing sore from standing around.
"What happened?" Matrix's eyes shoot to the guy's leg. He was really trying his best to get on this guy's good side
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Corbin followed the demons gaze down to his left leg, and he frowned. “Thats not important to know,” he responded. He didn’t want his disability to be used against him. He needed to be seen as someone who was completely strong and healthy, even though the reality was that he was struggling in debt and could barely jog without getting shooting pains up his leg.
"Must be tough with that injury…" Matrix semi ment it but was also hoping the human would take the bait, "I could help."
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“You seriously think I’m going to fall for your tricks, demon? I’ve been doing this a while now, I’m not a fucking idiot,” Corbin growled. Even though he would never agree to an offer from the demon, he was slightly curious to see what it could do to ‘help’.
Matrix shrugs, "Good luck walking up the stairs then." He chuckles slightly despite of himself
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Corbin’s eyes narrowed as he gave the demon a glare and an offended noise. He shook his head slowly, running a and through his hair as he turned and made his way back up the stairs at a slow pace.
Matrix watches him warily. He snorts and shakes his head, "Humans are so strange. They never exept help even when they most need it.
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“Only because you’re a demon,” Corbin called, getting to the top of the stairs and letting the door slam shut. He slid the deadbolt into its place, huffing as he heard the beeping of his oven.
(I wont be on for the majority of the days this week… Sorry about that)
Matrix snarls and starts to try and claw his bonds again. Eventually his figures out that if he scrunched his hand as thin as he could he could try and slip out. (A bit like Jack Sparrow if you've seen it)
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(That’s all good, and yep)
Corbin made himself a plate of food, which was just pasta, and sat down at a dining room table. Orion sat next to him, his already head resting on his lap. He smiled down at the dog, scratching behind its ear before beginning to eat.
Matrix growls and grunts as he forces his hand backward through the cuff's opening. He was using the back of the chair and the place where the cuff hooked as leverage at help the process… Even though he now couldnt really feel his knuckles or fingers.
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Corbin wasn’t watching his camera at the moment. There was one set up in the basement, and the screen to watch was set aside. He continued eating, occasionally giving Orion a small scrap of food.
"C'mon…" Matrix grunts. Finally his hand pops free. With the momentum of the release his arm wheels wildly and tips the chair right over. Matrix coughs as the fall knocks all the wind from him
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Corbin continued to eat, reaching over and flicking on what seemed to be an old radio. Orion sniffed at the bottom of the door that was leading to the basement and whined. “It’s okay, boy. It’s locked, everything is going to be okay,” he said, and whistled for Orion to come over. “I know it’s weird having other things in the house,” he sighed, scratching behind Orion’s ears. Yes, he spoke to his dog. He didn’t have anyone else to talk to. “Just wait, if we pull off a fewmore jobs, we can stop doing this and get a nicer house in the city, and I can afford my medication, so that’s less work for you.”
Matrix recovers from his fall, reaching over to the other hand cuff around his wrist. He puts his free hand in his pocket and draws out a Multi-Tool (Which isnt op! It will cause him to get hurt later on!). He sticks out his tongue as he tries to saw the chains. he has to take a few breaks because of the blood rushing to his head.
Finally, with a jerk the sent him realing backward again the chain breaks. A few links of metal dangle from the severed cuff on his wrist. he then reaches upward to do the same with his feet.
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A minute or so later, Corbin was finished with his food. He got up, limping over to the sink with his dishes. He washed the dishes, humming to himself as he did so. Orion still seemed persistent about getting into the basement, whining now. “Orion, come on, bud, there’s nothing for you down there,” he sighed.
Once his feet where freed he rolls over the back of the chair. The only limb without the cuff still attached was his right wrist. He takes the stairs of the basement two at a time and and lurches against the basement door. (Is it locked?)
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(Yeah, there’s just a deadbolt)
Corbin heard a thump against the door and he froze, eyes widening. Orion began to bark at the door, while Corbin quickly grabbed his rifle. He reached into his pocket, grabbing the remote to the collar. He turned up the strength of it before clicking another button to activate it, and he had waited for a moment.
(Ok)
Matrix roars as the collar activates but that doesnt stop him. He throws his shoulder against the door again. Three times he did this. The collar had made his arms curl up around his chest and fingers to clench into fists
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Corbin cursed softly to himself, turning the strength up a tad before he tossed the rifle aside, grabbing his small, registered concealed carrier weapons instead. He thought for a moment before suddenly swinging the door open, the gun coming into contact a short second later to pistol whip the demon across the head.
Matrix was about to slam against the door but before impact it opened and he went flying but was caught in the head by something small and metal. His feet fly out from under him and he sprawls on the ground at the humans feet. He twitches, growls and grunts but doesnt get up. His head was throbbing.
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Corbin slam’s his boot into the demon’s stomach before forcing it onto its stomach. He got down onto the floor, straddling the demon to keep it pinned down. He grabbed its wrists, twisting its hands behind its back. “How’d you get out, huh?” He muttered, Orion sitting nearby.
Matrix winces but cant help but laugh, "You humans are so stupid… You think everything is fail proof…" He snickers but coughs, loosing wind quickly. He tries to buck the human off of him, even trying to use his horns and the cuff chains.
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“Mouth shut,” Corbin growled, moving off of the demon, only to drag it to its feet and to the top of the stairs. His jaw clenched in anger, and he just about shoved the demon down the stairs.