someone separate me from my own two hands ;; private, pandora

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    Most people would think that based on his attitude that the only reason Jeff was dangerous was the knife that hung from his neck from a necklace. That he never worked out or made any attempt to not be lazy. But really, he was a skilled stalker and was very nimble and swift. He was muscular under all his stained white fur, yet still slim. He could move around and dodge attacks easily, and no matter how much he hated saying it, it was all because of the boss, slenderbxtch. All the hours of extensive training, learning how to not get caught, how to get a swift kill. It was all because of him.


    Jeff was gracefully jumping from tree branch to tree branch, not stumbling once, knife firmly in his mouth. He was also silent and alert, seeming too be focused on one thing. He was stalking an eagle that was about minding its own business, looking around and enjoying itself. The husky drew closer and closer, until finally, he jumped at it. The husky landed on its back and drove his butchers knife into it's skull.


    Letting go off the knife, he rolled once he reached the hard ground to soften the impact. After a moment of collecting himself, he turned to look at the eagle and cracked a grin to see it dead, the knife still firmly in its head. That was how to do it!

    "Nice kill." Pandora mumbles as they slink over, they'd were hiding in rainforest watching curiously. They found themselves stalking the eagle as well, until they noticed their clanmates white fur and backed off. They had found themself watching as Jeff jumped from branch to branch gracefully. Pandora shied away from using weapons when they themself was a weapon. All tooth and claw. "Everything was executed so perfectly." Pany praises, as they move closer and then sit down.


    //rushed

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    Jeff got in a defensive position upon hearing the voice in his head, remembering that's how slenderman had talked to him, and right now Slenderman was who Jeff was running from. But he let his muscles relax once his cold green eyes found Pandora. He offered a smile, one that wasn't permanently etched into his features, and nodded with a chuckle. "Thanks. You scared me there, I though you were the boss man." He joked, not realizing that the creature had no idea who 'the boss man' was. He was just so used to being able to freely call him that around all the other proxies.


    //gah this sucks booty

    Pandora blankly watched, and would've raised a eyebrow if they had one. His translucent green eyes looking at Jeff's own green eyes. He almost let out a amused huff as Jeff began to speak. Assuming that this 'boss man' was the same as Slenderb*tch was, since he had a hate for both and compared them to him. "I am quite lost as to who this man might be. But, no problem." Pany replies and shifts their legs to make themself a bit more comfortable. "You gonna eat that?" they ask gesturing at the eagle's dead body.
    //well mine isn't any better.

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    Jeff chuckled, shaking his head. "If you don't already know, I'm a murderer. I'm what the humans would call a 'serial killer', and I lived with a bunch of other people like me. We had a boss, who told us who and who not to kill." He explained, a letting a throaty laugh leave his throat. He shook his head lightly, memories stampeding through his mind. "He was harsh, uptight. He always yelled at me, I was sick of his shxt. So I ran, and here I am. He's pretty pissed, one of my... 'friends' told me." He added, snickering at the word friend. They weren't his friend. Plus, the person who told him was someone he brutally beat right after to leave Slenderman a message.


    At the question, anger flashed across the huskies face and he stepped towards the dead animal, pulling the blade out of its skull harshly. "Of course I fxcking am. Why else would I kill it?" He asked harshly. He got angry at the simplest things, really.

    Pandora nods, they knew what a murder was, a serial killer since they'd been called that on many occasions. They listen curiosuly to Jeff's story before joining ShadowClan. "Sounds like quite the escape." But when the much smaller creature got angry they let out a mixture of a laugh and a scoff. Pandora was far from intimidated and simply responded with, "Serial killer is one that kills more than one person at a time." "I assumed that maybe you weren't hungry and was killing for the fun of it."
    //so mobile

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