@NocturnaLetalia Where is the fun in that, darling? [I give his throat another squeeze, the boy red and nearly purple as he begins to fall limp. I release my grasp and watch as he drops to the floor.] He shall be spared, simply so I can do it again another day.
@NocturnaLetalia@damnedwhispers@AudaciouslyVain [I tighten my grasp, the man struggling to remove my singular hand from him. I tilt my head, pondering my next move.] Fear. He’s full of it now. That feels enough for me.
@damnedwhispers@AudaciouslyVain [Swiftly, my hand wraps around his neck, squeezing his throat and restricting his air flow.] Or… I could just end him here.