Post by Logan on Dec 23, 2013 9:14:31 GMT -5
The cameras opened to witness Logan sat upon a black wooden chair, a chair void of life, currently much like himself, and a television displaying Sarah Twilight's recent promo providing the only source to light the scenery. The promo in which Sarah recalled the events of Lilith's coma up unto the days current drama with Rachel. His eyes very carefully observed the actor she provided to portray Logan, mindlessly following the will of the 'Great Twilight', and evolving into nothing short of a perverted grunt. His eyes very carefully observed Lilith's obedience for Sarah... along with her complete lack of affection for the 'Logan' character.
His eyes very carefully... observed the framed photograph held snug in his hands of himself and Lilith in matching Santa hats. His finger tips traveled preciously over the stilled image of a grinning Lilith with her arm tucked tight around Logan's side. He smashed the photograph over his knee, sending tiny bits of glass into his flesh and throughout the air.
Logan: Haha... HA! HA! AHHHH!!
He continued and continued bashing the framed photo over himself, until brutalizing the photo inside into an disarray of wrinkles.
Logan: Hahahahahaha! HAHAHA! HA! HA! HA! HAAARR!!!
Crumbling the photograph into his hand, he squeezed it tight, hoping that somewhere and somehow Lilith was currently having air ripped from her lungs and struggled to breath.
Logan: Errrr... haha... HAHA. Ahhh! HAHAHAHA!
The reality of Lilith's betrayal was amusing, too amusing for him to take. Relationships, friends - oh what a joke. The cameras faded to leave Logan a laughing mess through the odd mixture of a clinched and disgusted face.
His eyes very carefully... observed the framed photograph held snug in his hands of himself and Lilith in matching Santa hats. His finger tips traveled preciously over the stilled image of a grinning Lilith with her arm tucked tight around Logan's side. He smashed the photograph over his knee, sending tiny bits of glass into his flesh and throughout the air.
Logan: Haha... HA! HA! AHHHH!!
He continued and continued bashing the framed photo over himself, until brutalizing the photo inside into an disarray of wrinkles.
Logan: Hahahahahaha! HAHAHA! HA! HA! HA! HAAARR!!!
Crumbling the photograph into his hand, he squeezed it tight, hoping that somewhere and somehow Lilith was currently having air ripped from her lungs and struggled to breath.
Logan: Errrr... haha... HAHA. Ahhh! HAHAHAHA!
The reality of Lilith's betrayal was amusing, too amusing for him to take. Relationships, friends - oh what a joke. The cameras faded to leave Logan a laughing mess through the odd mixture of a clinched and disgusted face.