[Fingers draw tight over his throat, and immediately the venom that had coursed through his veins, dies out. In it's place is the sweet sensation of asphyxiation, a pleasure and pain at once, but in this moment it isn't one he welcomes. Fresh from the grave, the thought of dying once more races his heart, blows his eyes wide, with his pupils dilating until they're rimmed by a thin circle of green. His lungs burn for air, and his mouth gapes with desperate pulls for it.
His defiance no doubt warrants death, he knows it doesโso when that hand finally loosens its grip on his neck, Eridanus doesn't continue to bare his fangs like a minatory beast. Between gasping breaths, he grabs his own throat and rubs over the tender column of aching flesh.]
I want it, [he rasps, some remnants of anger and pride still edged into his quiet tone.]
But, it is because of my loyalty that I am so angered, Lucius.
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His defiance no doubt warrants death, he knows it doesโso when that hand finally loosens its grip on his neck, Eridanus doesn't continue to bare his fangs like a minatory beast. Between gasping breaths, he grabs his own throat and rubs over the tender column of aching flesh.]
I want it, [he rasps, some remnants of anger and pride still edged into his quiet tone.]
But, it is because of my loyalty that I am so angered, Lucius.