Thread: Hunting for Purpose- Lavi Bookman

RE Hunting for Purpose Falin laughed as he watched Tristan running away, it was just so much fun! playing this game of Cat and mouse was oh, so amusing. he watched the police come and take away the body, humming as he trimmed his fingernails with a knife. he had to look pretty for Tristan after all. then he headed to their apartment, to watch them drink bear, eat chips, and yell at the TV... how fascinating, he had seen other people do that too, he wondered what the purpose for it was. didn't they know that the TV couldn't respond to them? that the people weren't real? he pondered as he watched Tristan leave Carlos on the couch, and he smirked viciously as he slid in through the window, as silent as ever, drugged Carlos... and took him. he left a note too. 'i Have Your Friend. Ha Ha, come and get him, if you can!' he was ever so much enjoying this game, and since Carlos was SOOO important, at least the little idiot would be safe in one of Falin's hundreds upon hundreds of hideouts. Falin wasn't sure why he was protecting Carlos and Tristan... the rape of Tristan should have fixed his obsession as it always did,,, but he was still... so very fascinated by Tristan. there was just... something about the other that Falin wanted... what was it? Falin didn't know. he watched in the morning as Tristan woke up and staggered through his morning routine, smirking as he pressed a cigarette to his lips, taking a deep inhale as he watched Tristan. wondering what it was about the other that was just so... perfect... that was it, perfect... yes Tristan was perfect, and Falin had no idea what to do about it... half of him wanted to mar that perfect flesh, scar Tristan, mutilate him for being so pretty, and so distracting... the other half of him wanted to buy Tristan a pretty, perfect rose, and write him some sickly love poem that eh was always reading about in books. it was ridiculous! he liked this game of cat an mouse at least, and he chuckled as he watched Tristan realize that Carlos was missing. the brat was probobly awake by now, and tearing apart the safe Room that Falin had locked him in. no doors, no windows, no escape. he didn't have to worry about Carlos getting out, he was the perfect Bait in attracting Tristan to him. he smirked as he watched the other, and finally flicked a rock at the window, the glass shattering, attracting Tristan's attention, Falin standing on the opposite roof, smirking as he stared at Trista, wiggling his fingers at the other in a mockery of a greeting before jumping off the building, landing two stories below without even a cringe. whatever Falin was, it wasn't normal. he let Tristen chase him, staying just out of striking range of the other with a laugh as he came to a halt in a bright, cheerful Park. a pond on one side of them, the woods on the other as he smirked at the other. Aaw, so ANGRY! are you missing your little freind already? don't worry, i'm sure you'll be seeing him soon. he teased, gripping his Bow tightly, snapping the string to make the entire bow Hum, as if it was a musical instrument. so... let's see what you can REALLY do. he ordered, settling into a stance, his red eyes staring at the other, as if... daring him to attack, smirking viciously. let's see just how good of a fighter, that you really are.