"I gotta say I really don't like the sarcasm in your voice," David said. There was a part of David's mind that was telling him to shut up and realize the situation he was in - but damn it, his head was in a lot of pain.<br/><br/>The wand touching his skin had woken him up slightly, the shaking did the rest. David tried really hard to focus. There was something about a necromancer, and he did remember that he had just tried to banish and seal away a shade. A hand went to his forehead, where it found a little bit of blood. His eyes looked to the shade, who was quite close.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">Handsome,</span>David thought - and then mentally scolded himself yet again.<br/><br/>"So I'm guessing I'm too late right?" David said, letting his hand fall again and leaning back against the wall. Yeah, the damn world needed to stop spinning right this instant. Rude.<br/><br/>"Hopefully at least I saved that couple you were after. Not much of a noble hero, but at least I sacrificed myself for a couple of nobodies." Yup. David was a bit bitter about dying for some people he didn't know. It's not like he'd rather not have saved them, he just wished he'd managed to save them without getting himself killed. His eyes gazed at his wand. He might be able to...nope, in his condition he probably couldn't fight this guy.<br/><br/>"So no idea what you're talking about - necromancers an all that. Filthy stuff if you ask me, lowest of the low. I guess you would want necromancers seeing as you're a shade an all." David noticed the knife, "Looks like they put up a good fight." David smiled.<br/><br/>David then looked into Able's eyes. Not with any particular intention or reason, but he felt something. There was like a warmth in his mind. An odd feeling, like a puzzle piece falling into place, or like suddenly finding the correct radio frequency. It wasn't something he could fully understand. It was like he knew this man. Like - like as though there was some sort of connection between them.<br/><br/>This, of course, was all completely ridiculous. "Well," David said, brushing his hair back, his gray shirt tightening to reveal lean muscles, "If you're going to kill me, then get on with it." A part of David wanted to scream. A part of him was more scared than he had ever been in his life. He was going to die. He had been stupid and now he was going to die in a basement underneath his new school and Eric was gonna say I told you so. Oh man, that was the worst part.<br/><br/>"I hope you choke on my soul," David sneared. "You necromancers, vampires, shades, are all the same. One day you're all gonna get it. Good will triumph." Okay, he was sounding a bit cliche now, but facing death really changed your perspective on things like that.