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BlissfulEternity · June 1st, 14, 07:56 PM

The rugged man laughed when he saw the boy's hands ball into fists. As if a twig like him could have the strength to peel a banana, let alone break free of any chains or inflict any pain on Dante. Looking into the boy's eyes, Dante listened closely to every word to see if they were any signs of lying. His name was Jesse Klamark. That much seemed to be true. But the rest of it didn't make any sense. He had never heard of any place called Gallberry Crescent, or North America. "Boy...Jesse, you're not making any sense. There is no place called Gallberry Crescent or North America here. Come to think of it, there is no House Klamark either. Not in this land or the next. Klamark is no bastard name either." Nothing the boy said rang any bells. Dante spent years studying every ink stained page of every book he could find, memorizing the geographies and houses of this wide continent. But the boy wasn't lying. Every word he spoke was true. There was a possibility that the boy was just stupid, but he didn't seem like it. His speech was remarkable, like that of nobility, yet he just didn't make any sense.

The tears seemed to run down the boy's face. It only made Dante laugh once more. "Poor, poor Jesse. Crying already? I haven't even done anything to you. If you want a reason to cry, I can give you a reason to cry." Slowly, Dante approached the boy, pressing his large body against the teen's. He leaned in and trailed his tongue along the teen's cheek, tasting his tears before sliding his tongue into the boy's mouth. He let his tongue swim around in Jesse's mouth for a bit, letting him taste his own tears before pulling away. Then, without a word, he turned around and grabbed his armour and his sword. There was a chance the boy was delirious. He would need to make sure the boy was in his right mind when he questioned him again.

"You're not going anywhere. Tomorrow, my servants will bring you food and drink, and I will be back for more questions." Dante told him. He exited the room, locking the door behind him as he headed for his bedchamber.

June 1st, 14, 07:56 PM	#6
BlissfulEternity Senior Member BlissfulEternity is offline Join Date: Nov 2012 Posts: 1,123	The rugged man laughed when he saw the boy's hands ball into fists. As if a twig like him could have the strength to peel a banana, let alone break free of any chains or inflict any pain on Dante. Looking into the boy's eyes, Dante listened closely to every word to see if they were any signs of lying. His name was Jesse Klamark. That much seemed to be true. But the rest of it didn't make any sense. He had never heard of any place called Gallberry Crescent, or North America. "Boy...Jesse, you're not making any sense. There is no place called Gallberry Crescent or North America here. Come to think of it, there is no House Klamark either. Not in this land or the next. Klamark is no bastard name either." Nothing the boy said rang any bells. Dante spent years studying every ink stained page of every book he could find, memorizing the geographies and houses of this wide continent. But the boy wasn't lying. Every word he spoke was true. There was a possibility that the boy was just stupid, but he didn't seem like it. His speech was remarkable, like that of nobility, yet he just didn't make any sense. The tears seemed to run down the boy's face. It only made Dante laugh once more. "Poor, poor Jesse. Crying already? I haven't even done anything to you. If you want a reason to cry, I can give you a reason to cry." Slowly, Dante approached the boy, pressing his large body against the teen's. He leaned in and trailed his tongue along the teen's cheek, tasting his tears before sliding his tongue into the boy's mouth. He let his tongue swim around in Jesse's mouth for a bit, letting him taste his own tears before pulling away. Then, without a word, he turned around and grabbed his armour and his sword. There was a chance the boy was delirious. He would need to make sure the boy was in his right mind when he questioned him again. "You're not going anywhere. Tomorrow, my servants will bring you food and drink, and I will be back for more questions." Dante told him. He exited the room, locking the door behind him as he headed for his bedchamber.