Where Nuremberg Failed

[Unit 4]

THIS SHOULD BE SOMEWHAT ENJOYABLE.

i float over to Mischa and bind him with wires which i control mentally

when his hands and feet are tied, i run the knife down his chest then legs, in one long line of red, cutting his clothes his tender human flesh

[Lila]

If this house is a wreck, Anerto, why are you in it? Isnt it dangerous?

[Mikhael Nadyezhda (Mischa)]

I clench my teeth together as the knife glides along my skin. Nowhere to move around, I try to bear it as best as I can.

I remain quiet out of protest, if she has an agenda with me, there's nothing I can do to change it.

[Ixyanarosir]

"Very well then. It seems this is more than a mere lich I am dealing with. I shall proceed with caution." I say.

"Is there anything else you need of me, or shall I seek out this Omadon and lay waste to his home?"

[Kaschei]

"If you want, Machiavelli, you can join the other dragon in this great battle. I think you would do well." Kaschei pats him on the shoulder.

[Ixyanarosir]

"Indeed, I would much like to fight with another dragon, it has been so long since I have done so."

[Erika "Zwei" Faust]

"Does that hurt? Good. Now we'll try a different kind of pain." I peel the clothes off him. I notice that his body is shaped... differently than mine. More like Despair. I pick up a vial of white crystals. "Perhaps you are familiar with a chemical called sodium hydroxide. If not, soon you will be aquainted." I pour a small pile of the powder on his belly, and wait for his nervous sweat to activate it.

[Unit 4]

i tear his shirt off and delve the knife deeper into his flesh

i touch his blood. i smell it, i taste it. it is something fascinating

i artisticly carve a hammer and sickle onto his bare chest

YOU ARE SO QUIET, YOU CAN SPEAK, I WANT TO HEAR WHAT YOU HAVE TO SAY, WHAT DO YOU THINK?

["Zero" Americanski]

(Thanks for the compliments)

I leave the fairy in the infirmiry and start looking for Bassarov, hoping to find him soon.

[Machiavelli]

"well then what are we waiting for. Lets go and lay waste to Northrend and destroy all but the pregnant dog. And you don't have to be so formal. Living with humans has desensitised me. Formality is for Lin Sat, Lady Violet, And the sleeper your about to f**k. Just be yourself Ixyan."

Mac forces a smile and gets up and winks at Kaschei going to the door and opening it for the other dragon.

[Ixyanarosir]

I smirk.

"Call it a flaw of my particular draconic species if you will." I say, nodding to Machavelli as I walk out the door.

"I am unable to teleport, so are we to fly, or will you just be teleporting us? In the case of the latter, I would like to first stop by a place in which there was a lot of killing, preferably where the bodies were left to rot. I must form an army before we move against the necromancer."

[Antero Black]

"It isn't that damaged, and it is the only place we have." I reply.

[Mikhael Nadyezhda (Mischa)]

I do my best to rest my head, and stare up at the ceiling. I take a deep breath.

"I was trained... by Red Infinity... you'll have to do better than that..."

I think back to when I was captured in Afghanistan.

[Erika "Zwei" Faust]

"Very well." I say bitterly with my own voice. I draw a second blade. "I will perminantly carve into your flesh the symbol of that which you hate." With six rapid slashes I cut a swastika into his chest, then toss the lye across both that and the hammer and sickle, scorching into his flesh.

[Lila]

Lila wonders over to Antero then a little past him. She lets her wings unfold and flutter around. Its such a pain to hold them in.
Where is everyone?