Matrix shrugs and stands straight, "Do you have water? I want to try something." He walks around the kitchen, not really registering the sink.
Hunter and Prey (One on One) (Closed)
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Corbin arched a brow, sitting up a tad more. “There’s water bottles in the fridge, or you could just use the sink..” he told Matrix.
Matrix turns on his heels and opens the fridge, "Cool." He pulls out a water bottle and walks over to the counter. He points at the human, "Watch dis."
Matrix leans down so his chin is on the edge of counter. He takes a long swig of water and immediatly there is a hiss of steam shooting from his nose and mouth. It stayed in one place in a smooth cloud.
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Corbin’s brows raised a bit at he squinted at the cloud. “How did you do that?” He asked, lips pursed slightly. He had no idea that demons could do anything remotely interesting like that.
Matrix holds up his hand as he takes another swig of water. He swishes it then swallows it. He unbuttons his shirt to reveal his chest and where his heart should be was a glowing, throbbing ball of molten… Stuff. the water was boiling as it went down. It was seen as it passes the molten mass that was just under the skin.
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Corbin leaned forward to look at Matrix’s bare chest and the water that could be seen traveling down it. “I didn’t know demons could do any of that,” he muttered with a perplexed look.
Matrix smirks, re-buttoning the shirt, "Not all of us can. Let's just say. Im a special cupcake."
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“How are you different?” Corbin asked, leaning back and away from Matrix slightly. He didn’t know much about demons. Matrix had been the only one he had come in close contact to.
Matrix shrugs, "It's actually a condition. Not many demons have this. See, demons do have hearts like this but not many have their hearts so molten and so close to the skin. Now. Let's say you want to kill me quickly. You can easily do that by even poking this spot with threading needle."
Matrix knew now that he had dug himself into his own grave but, hey, He was going to die anyway
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Corbin frowned slightly, nodding his head slowly in understanding. “But why would you tell me something like that, hm?” He asked, arching a brow in question. Didn’t Matrix understand that you shouldn’t tell people about those kinds of weaknesses?
Matrix rolls his eyes and leans on the counter, "Im going to die anyway. Why not tell you guys the fastest way."
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“Why do you think that you are going to die?” Corbin asked, even though he damn well knew why he thought that. Matrix was hanging around a hunter, he must have though that he would be killed by now.
Matrix scoffs and turns away to the sink, "Humans are so stupid." He shakes his head, "By now I'm better dead than alive. Anywhere."
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“You don’t have to stay here, you know. You can go and live, I don’t care,” Corbin snapped. Why hadn’t he killed Matrix yet, though? He had multiple chances to, but for some reason, he hasn’t.
Matrix was frankly interested in trying to figure out why the human hadnt killed him.
"Well. Does it really matter?"
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“It matters because I have to spend all my savings on getting extra food,” Corbin snapped, a heavy frown suddenly coming to his lips. He had his savings to spend on better medical treatments and medication, maybe even a better car or house.
"Then finish me. Right here and now." Matrix barks. He whirls around, grabbing something from the sink and slamming it down where the human's hand once was. It was a large kitchen knife.
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Corbin flinched slightly when Matrix slammed the knife down. He gave a growl, backhanding Matrix sharply and sending him to the floor.
Matrix wheels backward into the sink. He crumples to the ground. His chest was heaving as he sat up straight. He look up at the human and his eyes shone from under his bangs, "WHY?!"
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“I don’t know! Why are you still here?! Just fucking get out!” Corbin shouted, standing his ground on the matter. Orion gave a whine at the yelling, nudging at Corbin’s hand with his nose.
"Dont you hate demons?! Dont you want them dead?!" Matrix rises slowly to his feet. His eyes glowing eerily through his bangs
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“I don’t fucking hate anyone, I never said that,” Corbin snapped, shaking his head a tad. This was getting tiring and all it was doing was stressing him out.
"Ya know… It'd be so easy…" Matrix reaches forward and grabs the knife slowly off the table. A wave off dark energy sprang from his essence as he moved.
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Corbin’s eyes narrowed as Matrix picked up the knife, and he got up from his seat to put a bit of distance between them. This demon was insane. He didn’t even want to be doing this hunter job. He only did it to get money- he never wanted to hurt or kill anyone.
Matrix swings the knife slowly over to his chest where his 'heart' was. He could sense the human's discomfort. He was waiting. Waiting for a response from him.
"Go on…" He challenges, the point of the blade inches from the steaming flesh.
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“I’m not going to do that,” Corbin hissed, glaring sharply at Matrix. He was doing his best to stay firm in the decision. As much as the demon annoyed him most of the time, he didn’t like killing.
Matrix snorts. He throws the knife down on the table where it stuck, point down and quivering, "Weak." he walked past the human and out of the house. He walked down the streets and into the small town nearby.
Restaurant, hotel, restaurant, bank, restaurant restaurant, pause, doubles back to the bank.
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Corbin huffed sharply as he shook his head. He went to the door, shutting and locking it. He ran a hand through his hair, then over his forming stubble. He limped over to his bedroom, then to the bathroom. He picked up his razor, looking at himself in the mirror for a moment.
Matrix holds his hands up to the glass of the bank and it immediately melted right down to the edges of the metal. He steps through the metal frames and walks straight forward toward the vaults and computers.
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Corbin set the razor down, deciding that the stubble looked good on himself. He stepped back into his bedroom, sitting down on the edge of his bed. He peeled back the bandages, sighing as he looked at the gash. He thought of Matrix for a moment, how the demon had helped him up the stairs and such. Why would he have helped? He thought that Matrix would have shot or stabbed him when he was down.