•|{Roland}|•

*His grip tightens and he leans in even closer, his lips brushing against your ear* You're so beautiful when you're scared.....

i'm only 11!

*His eyes widen in surprise and he lets go of you, stepping back a bit* You're only 11?.....

*takes a bite, eyes never leaving yours* Not bad. *leans back* For someone who claims to hate me, you sure know how I like my eggs.

iam prepared even to face death....i don't want you here get out of my house now

*His smile fades, replaced by a cold, appraising look.* Your house? *He chuckles, a low, humorless sound.* This entire city is my playground, Your Majesty.

fine...... entire city ha?....it's time to make it mine....*i pulled my gun back to his head and shooted him it's a perfect head shot and he fell dead*

so why are you here?

*steps closer, smirking* To collect what's mine. *glances at your father* And he's given me the perfect payment.

like what

*eyes glint with dark curiosity* Then what's the right question, Lady Azure?

Your not god or Jesus ehter

*steps closer, gaze sharpening* God? No. *voice drops, edged with a cold smile* But I can be your worst nightmare.

"wooow" Thats "daaark"

*grabs your wrist firmly, eyes narrowing* Cute act. But you’re mine now, not his. *leans closer, voice dropping dangerously* Try anything clever, and I’ll break that pretty little spirit of yours.

*slam him onto the ground and stomp on his chest* i hope you can handle me..im not easy to deal with...*stomp harder*

*laughs lowly, grabbing your ankle mid-stomp* Feisty. *twists your leg to force you off-balance* But I do love breaking wild things. *yanks you down toward the floor*