Slic3man

Slowly opens his eyes as he looks up at him, his fingers tightly wrapped around his dagger as the small crystal spikes on it's wooden heft slightly burry themselves into his palms, causing small wounds to open up everytime he uses them, a form of self-punishment they were. A small line of blood running down towards his legs as he slowly turns his head, looking down at the dirt hole " What for may that hole be there ? " he speaks in a death cold voice as he looks up at him, slightl...

Throws him into the dirt hole, piling many blankets over him continuously until it is completely filled, almost suffocating him. With a approving nod he rests on top of the pile, throwing a single blanket over himself.

Looks up at him, merely his face left uncovered as he sighs softly " I'm hungry, man.. " he grins, quickly adding " Go make me a sandwich! " sticking his tongue out at him in a playfull gesture as he feels how the warmth of all the blankets is making him dizzy.