<div class="floatleft">(http://img51.imageshack.us/img51/1476/654184a6aa5e57fc67fb1a3.jpg)</div><br/><br/><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 30pt;"><strong>J</strong><span class="bbc_u"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 20pt;">OHN</span></span> <strong>F</strong><span class="bbc_u"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 20pt;">ALDON</span></span></span> (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=141932.msg6385799#msg6385799)               </div><div style="text-align: right;"><em>The Blue Iguana</em> {<strong>Location</strong>}                  <br/><em>Clive, Santeri, Govan (indirectly)</em> {<strong>Tagging</strong>}                     </div><br/><div style="text-align: right;"><strong><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">&lt;+————————————————:</span></strong>               </div><br/><br/>John’s gaze refused to leave Clive’s, even as his Master stepped before him.  It wasn’t until his wrist was taken in his grasp that he slightly came to, the arm giving a good, swift jerk that would’ve ripped his wrist from his Master’s clutch, if the man weren’t so accustomed to his ways.  His fist curled tightly enough to make the knuckles white and he stood his ground; for a few moments, no amount of pulling would move him from that spot.  He watched Clive move around him, his eyes<em>still</em>locked menacingly on the torturer’s face.<br/><br/><em>He <strong>would</strong> fucking kill him.</em><br/><br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><em>He <strong>would</strong>.</em></span><br/><br/>It was just a matter of time.<em>Days</em>, maybe.<br/><br/>Or, perhaps<em>now</em>was a good time.<br/><br/>He attempted to pull his wrist from his Master’s grip a second time, though much more effort was put into it; the movement was almost violent, and the way his arm moved suggested his fist would land in the face of the nearest on-looker, a poor drunk fellow who’d been eyeing the ‘pretty boy’ up until that moment.<br/><br/><em>He, too, <span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">must <strong><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;">die</span></strong></span></em>.<br/><br/>He growled at him as their eyes met, the sound low and feral, only audible to those nearest him.<br/><br/>And then,<em>he lunged</em>.<br/><br/><br/><div style="text-align: left;">               <strong><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">:————————————————+&gt;</span></strong></div>