<div align="center"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;">Eril</span><br/>Image removed at artist's request.<br/><br/>Eril winced in anticipation when he heard Kasper announced that he would cleave the woman's skull. The actual sounds of the act was enough to make him bury his head between his knees. Eril's place in the gang had never been one of violence, though he was not adverse to the use of it, he had a weak stomach for it and generally felt that Kasper enjoyed it a little too much...<br/><br/>Not that he'd ever say so aloud. That was a quick route to being completely disowned by the gang leader, or worse. The hatchet sound had stopped though, and Eril lifted his head, barely making out what they were saying. So they <em>had</em> been asking about Aciel's sister. Eril remembered seeing her a few times way back then the gang had been whole. It was hard to imagine her as some powerful key person in this feud, but Kasper's interest in her certainly was undeniable.<br/><br/>Eril heard the door open and stood up quickly, not wanting to be an easy target for Kasper to take his frustrations out on after the interrogation.<br/><br/><em>"I thought rats only lingered around death. None today, myshka. Come, before Kasper takes his volatile appetite out on you."</em><br/><br/>There was a visible tensing of Eril when Dante spoke, which relaxed back a little bit when he realized it was Dante that had caught him sitting there and not Kasper who had a decidedly more sadistic streak. Maybe he had wanted to be caught though, he could've always slipped out of perception and been completely safe if he had really wanted to.<br/><br/>"I wasn't..." Eril started to explain but stopped short, knowing it wouldn't do much for what Dante thought of him, "What do you need?" Dante wouldn't have asked him to come with him unless he needed Eril for something. That was pretty much the only reason anyone talked to him for these days... The pale youth trailed after Dante, coming up next to him but staying slightly behind the secon-in-command, head ducked and not meeting his eyes. This really was the reason why he hadn't slipped away as he hovered outside the door. Maybe one day he would steal something, do something well enough, or do enough for his reputation to grow. Things to go back to how they were before Eril had betrayed both gangs with his actions...</div>