Axe had fallen atop Nit's breast, her head cushioned by their chubbiness. They let her rest there for a few moments, but that was only because they were trying to process what had just occured. When they had ceased their pondering, Nit pushed Axe off of them, allowing her delicate figure to fall right by their filthy feet.<br/><br/>Nit silently circled the fallen girl, looming over her like a famished predator. On occasion, they would viciously kick her to vent their detrimental frustrations. Their steps were snails, taking their time and leaving a notable mark as they went along. The crack on their face helped them gain a sinister shimmer that was not prominent in them before- a bright spark running down the shiny lines that resulted from their suffering and impotence. After making about twenty different revolutions, they stopped at Axe's cranium, back to the beginning.<br/><br/>"<span style="font-family: courier;">I can't believe... this trash,</span>" Nit exclaimed, holding their arms up in the air. "<span style="font-family: courier;">I'm still the... bad guy, eh? Just because... I yelled at you?</span>" Nit spoke directly to the fallen Axe, seeming like a lunatic than a relatively intelligent creature. "<span style="font-family: courier;">Telling me I... deserved those beatings... Pathetic, lowlife human.</span>" Nit stomped on her back with about the same strength as when they stomped on Marcial like he was a bug- a violent swish of the foot that slammed on the surface with a prominent thud.<br/><br/>"<span style="font-family: courier;">Anyway, Marcial</span>," they continued, disregarding the unconscious body on the ground. "<span style="font-family: courier;">Are you to... comply now</span>? "<br/><br/>Marcial, for once, had a slight scowl plastered on his face, appalled from Nit's heinous behavior. They were far from being completely furious at Nit, but they were unhappy nonetheless. This unhappiness even reflected as they spoke; "<span style="font-style: italic">Matias, wh... why.... Everything was going so well... </span>"<br/><br/>"<span style="font-family: courier;">Hmm...</span>" Nit took a moment to glare up at the other two, particularly Coup, looking quite annoyed. Their hand was on their curvy hip, and their breathing softened. "<span style="font-family: courier;">This is on... you, by the way.</span>" They nudged Axe their way with their feet, chuckling softly as they dictated every nudge.<br/><br/>"<span style="font-style: italic">Matías! You help that poor girl right now!</span>" Marcial's voice lunged right at Nit with an agitated tone, even more disgusted by Nit's behavior.<br/><br/>"<span style="font-family: courier;">Hush, you.</span>" Nit placed their foot atop Axe's head, posing like a pin-up model as they did so. "<span style="font-family: courier;">If she wants to... treat my body like garbage, I... should have the right... to do the same... It's only fair.</span>" Nit closed their eye and emitted a short giggle, keeping their somewhat sultry pose.