Slendie RP, Anyone?

Louis spun the knife easily, allowing it to dance with his slender fingertips before he spun it into a comfortable hold, blade point pointing directly at the floor. He twisted gracefully, free hand held up with all fingers extended from the palm, a sign of peace, like that he'd given Hannah the first time they'd met.

'This is for the best,' he said, his voice calm as his dark, almost black, eyes drilled into her. 'Keep calm, Puppe.'

Hannah felt paralysed under Louis' gaze. Every cell in her body screamed at her to run, to get as far away from the man before her as quickly as possible. She tried to will her feet to move, but it was as if they were cemented to the ground. She could only stare at Louis with her wide, grey eyes and pray for mercy.

Part of Louis' mind was screaming at him to stop, but he ploughed on regardless as the voices gibbered crazily. A small part of him was praying that someone was paying attention to this little drama, and he wasn't about to harm the otherwise innocent girl in vain. With a single moment, he was in front of Hannah, one hand pushing her chin up to expose her silky neck as the other pressed the knife to the pulsing vain that rested so shallowly below her skin.

Sensing the danger, Luminen quickly fades out and into the kitchen. With a bright chain in his hand, he grabs the knife and melts it out of Louis hands. With the chain in hold, he commands it to subdue Louis, it wrapping around his torso and arms, trapping him in place.

"I don't care who you are. No harm will come to this one." Luminen's smile gone, replaced with a stern look

John continued to jog, in the middle of the road now, no one was out this late or at this time of year. This was bringing something back. Weighty back packs and running. The sweat was the healthy kind of exertion, not of fear or stress. He was making good progress for a man with about 40KG on him.

Hannah remained frozen, moving only to lower her head to see Louis. Hurt was clear in her eyes; she'd trusted Louis, she really had. She stared at him, finally managing to move a step away from him.

"Hannah, please, to my side." requests Luminen, smiling at her before resuming his stare at Louis. Snapping his fingers, the chain lengthens and rests in his right hand. With his watch in his left hand, he twiddles with it as he holds the chain.

Louis' eyes grew huge in his head, the irises melting to pitch black as he stared at the floor. His shoulders shuddered with silent laughter, causing the chains to cut deeper into his arms as he scanned through his current predicament: all he needed was Slender Man to pay attention to the fact he'd tried to harm his precious 'child'.

Letting go of the chain and placing it on a summoned stake, Luminen goes over to Louis and backhands him across the face.
"stop being a fool. Millions have tried to stand up to the Slenderman, hundreds have tried attacking the children who attracted his attention. The one's that survived were those who kept their wits about, denying him pleasure in their fear. Don't throw away your gift, just to see what is in the rabbits hole."

In the street outside Hannah's house. John stopped jogging, his breath was short and sharp he tredged off the road and onto the sidewalk, he didn't stop staring into the woods, looking for movement. He controlled his breathing, forcing himself to take slow and quiet breaths through his nose and walked up to the house with slow and carefully placed steps. He stopped at the door, all pleassure of his run disapated, he craned his head forward and placed his hand on the butt of his pistol, suscpecting something.

"John, were in the kitchen. Come here, please." said Luminen, his eyes not moving from Louis.

Going back to the stake, Luminen picks the chain up.
"if you still wish to see him, and it is alright with Hannah, then I will send you to him."

Louis hissed as Luminen's hand made contact, eyes narrowing as they locked onto the other man's. He gave a wide smile, sharpened incisors glinting as he slowly licked his dry lips. 'Scientists always have questions about subjects. But not normally for them.'

Louis shook his head slowly in response to Luminen, his eyes filling with regret as he gazed at Hannah.

John jumped, hearing his name, he entered. Slowly opening the front door and stepping in, squinting. He then walked down to the kitchen, jingling as he went.

"if you think being a seeker of knowledge will exempt you from a rightful punishment, think again. I could send you to the empty city, let you wander the place where his children have been subjected to a fate worse than death. Or I could simply explode your being. But I won't. I am above that, but he is not and I doubt he'll be ecstatic to learn what you've attempted to do.

If you desire answers, all you had to do was ask me."

Louis managed a bitter smile at Luminen's last words, his eyes glittering. 'You could have told me this before hand,' he said, hoarsely. However, his face became serious once more as he pondered over the facts. 'How was I to trust you? You're just like him.' He closed his eyes, attempting to control his breathing as his mind struggled to find a stable balance.

"Because, as the aspect of hope, I have sworn to be true. While we are both aspects, the Slenderman is a fear aspect. I am a beneficial aspect. I have been alive since before your ancestors slithered out of the primordial ooze. I know more than you will ever dream, but there is a reason I can handle the knowledge. I am a higher being, the same can be said for the Slenderman"

John is standing in the kitchen doorway. Looking sweaty and concerned. "What's been going on in here?" He looks at Hannah when he asks this. He starts to take his massive rucksack off his shoulders. "Well?"

Louis snorted, his eyes glittering dangerously as he peered up at the 'higher being' from beneath his thick eyelashes. His mouth curled into a cruel smile as he spotted John enter the room. 'The gang's all here,' he sneered, turning his attention back to Luminen.

'Kill me,' he hissed, not even bothering to disguise the venom in his voice.

Hannah stepped to Luminen's side like an obedient dog, her gaze never once leaving Louis. He was a threat to her now - the slight nick left by the knife against her neck was evidence of that - and she couldn't assume that Luminen would always be there to save her. When John spoke, she didn't answer. Not only did she have no words to say, she feared that Louis' betrayal would cause her to cry if words were attempted.

"Anyone?" He looked between all three of them. He was sweating again, only because of fear. His red hair was sopping wet now. He put his rucksack on the floor with a thud. His eyes narrowed and he stared intently at Louis, the most activity coming from him.

"Are you sure?" questioning Louis' request.
"once you decide on your request, it cannot be taken back. I could just heal your psyche"

Smiling at John, Luminen responds "Louis tried to hurt Hannah."

"Huh." He grunts. "What he do?" He asked casually. He sniffs and searches his pockets, producing a packet of cigerettes and a zippo lighter.

Louis grinned dangerously at John, his eyes shinning a little too brightly. 'Do you like knives, John? They sparkle most deliciously.'

"knife to her throat. Also, you smell." snapping his fingers, John is rendered clean after being bathed in a soothing light.

He looks up at Louis, coldly curious, a cigerette in between his lips. He transfered the cigerette to his fingers. "They're alright, I guess." His look slowly bitters. "What the hell is wrong with you, huh?" He asks quietly, but he is obviously angry. He barely noticed being cleansed. "A knife to her throat, seriously? Her of all people?"