Thread: ..::Aɴɢᴇʟs ᴏғ Dᴇᴀᴛʜ::.. [Rʏᴀx & Iʀᴏɴɪᴄ]

Isac was well aware of that the sound and heat from his little show would let someone fairly close by know that there was someone. He'd figured that if it was the little rabbit that ran away, that she'd keep running and he'd be none the wiser she was ever there. Imagine his truthful surprise when she came bolting through the door he was planning on leaving, towards him nonetheless. The surprise when she even clasped his wrist and determinedly pulled him away from the thick smoke and intensely radiating heat that was billowing out of the cracks between the wall and the door behind him. All he felt like mustering at the moment was a single, trailing ' Uhh ' as she led him away from his own calamity. He was practically staring at her, a dazed and confused expression cemented across his face, only blinking to clear the tiny particles of soot from his eyes. Listening to her words, one by one, Isac began feeling something strange and foreign to him, swelling like a tidal wave from within. His face would play it's part in this, his expression turning from a confused one to a frowning one, quickly crossing over to a repulsed and disgusted one. Never had he made the prey of someone that actually wanted to be killed, and that caused a surge of disgust for both himself and the woman to envelop him. The feeling of hate and disgust towards himself from someone else was not there anymore, just a placid acceptance, a desire even. He finally let her move his hand, but instead he moved it, blade away, to her right side, and shoved her roughly out of his way to his right. Disgusting , he told her. At this point she was merely blocking his path for he'd lost every lick of interest in her death at this point. He left her there and paced down the stairs to the floor below them from whence she'd came, leaving her to the whims of the fire or starvation to deal with her, because he couldn't stand the sight of her anymore. What the fuck was that all about he murmured to himself, his expression having turned into a mixed sullen and scowling one, his back hunched over slightly as he chose to look more to the floor then anywhere else, only aiming to get far away from her and his feelings. After a small number of rooms, he stopped, took a gander at his recent memories again and visibly shuddered. He closed his eyes, a painful grin splayed across his lips as he shook his head from side to side, dropping his scythe with a loud clang, both his hands went up and rubbed his face and coursed roughly through his hair. Shit he murmured before he dropped his hands to his sides and opened his eyes again, looking around him. Searching for a new target of destruction to clear his mind of disgust, he found nothing, only shoddily painted walls of white. Fucking stupid Rabbit! he scowled out loud as he moved to the wall on his right and planted his foot into it with considerable force, a few times, cracking it open like bad construction wood snapped under his assault. He grunted in frustration and stomped the ground once and scowled audibly again before he crossed his arms and squatted down, like an angry child trying to oppose a heavenly decree. A short moment passed before he leaned himself backwards like he was about to do a roll backwards, but instead of that he just splayed himself out on the floor, facing the plain white ceiling that offered nothing to him in terms of distraction. He growled at himself like that for a while until he closed his eyes and sighed heavily.