He was a spirit of Determination. Until the Venatori drew him to this side of the Veil, against his will. Tortured him, twisted him against his purpose.
[ His jaw works briefly in sudden tension, but his touch remains careful. After examining the cuts, he sets to work rebinding them in clean bandages, fingers pressing to hold it taut as he wound the linen strips. ]
There were others, in that prison. All had demons forced inside of them and usually, within a week, the demon would manifest. Tearing out of them like some fleshy cocoon, to be blood-bound as you were and sent off to wherever they could do the most damage.
I heard them screaming as they transformed, in the other cells. One week passed. Then two. A month. A year. The Venatori could not understand why the demon had not manifested. They did everything they could to provoke it, to weaken my resolve, to force it to appear.
[ His lips quirk up slightly in bitter amusement. ]
They did not know Spite and I had already struck a bargain.
no subject
[ His jaw works briefly in sudden tension, but his touch remains careful. After examining the cuts, he sets to work rebinding them in clean bandages, fingers pressing to hold it taut as he wound the linen strips. ]
There were others, in that prison. All had demons forced inside of them and usually, within a week, the demon would manifest. Tearing out of them like some fleshy cocoon, to be blood-bound as you were and sent off to wherever they could do the most damage.
I heard them screaming as they transformed, in the other cells. One week passed. Then two. A month. A year. The Venatori could not understand why the demon had not manifested. They did everything they could to provoke it, to weaken my resolve, to force it to appear.
[ His lips quirk up slightly in bitter amusement. ]
They did not know Spite and I had already struck a bargain.