01-22-2015, 03:46 PM
Martin's body nearly hummed with the energy that could only be attributed to the justice that was about to be wrought. The only thing dampening his spirits was that it was not his hands that wrapped around the traitors neck, squeezing the life out of him.
He watched the audience as the deed was preformed. He knew all too well the sounds a person made when they died in such a manner, Stone true to his teachings did not cry out or make too much noise, only those of a dying man. Martin smiled underneath his black hood. His hand clasped behind his back as he surveyed the crowd as they watched. His gaze swept the entire crowd, he looked for those who were shocked and took note. He took note of those who saw with disgust on their face. He made sure to keep track of the faces upon which he saw justice being done. He could tell the difference.
In the back corner he saw one little sheep close her eyes. He saw in her exactly what he was feeling. She was dangerous, Martin wasn't sure the Regus knew exactly what he was doing with that monster. She should be up here, no, he amended his thoughts, she was not worthy of such a death. Monster in sheep's clothing. Martin took note of her companions, particularly the one to whom comforted the monster. He would find out what he knew too.
Martin let his gaze wander the remainder of the crowd, the Regus would get all his findings, and he was sure the Regus would act upon them according to their needs.
Edited by Borovsky, Jan 22 2015, 03:49 PM.
He watched the audience as the deed was preformed. He knew all too well the sounds a person made when they died in such a manner, Stone true to his teachings did not cry out or make too much noise, only those of a dying man. Martin smiled underneath his black hood. His hand clasped behind his back as he surveyed the crowd as they watched. His gaze swept the entire crowd, he looked for those who were shocked and took note. He took note of those who saw with disgust on their face. He made sure to keep track of the faces upon which he saw justice being done. He could tell the difference.
In the back corner he saw one little sheep close her eyes. He saw in her exactly what he was feeling. She was dangerous, Martin wasn't sure the Regus knew exactly what he was doing with that monster. She should be up here, no, he amended his thoughts, she was not worthy of such a death. Monster in sheep's clothing. Martin took note of her companions, particularly the one to whom comforted the monster. He would find out what he knew too.
Martin let his gaze wander the remainder of the crowd, the Regus would get all his findings, and he was sure the Regus would act upon them according to their needs.
Edited by Borovsky, Jan 22 2015, 03:49 PM.