[Nope nope, not this time. Even with each strike that lands, he still manages to keep his hold on the Summoner. He's just a little too angry right now to realize that the Summoner was finally reacting, thinking that maybe it's a little too late for him to change his mind.
No one made a fool out of the highblood like this. There are some things he could wave off, or just laugh about, but fucking with his feelings just didn't sit right with him. Especially since the object of his blackrom affection is a lowblood rebel. He was taking a leap of faith here, you know! He was setting double standards, seeing as if he had caught wind of any of his Subjugglators consorting with lowbloods -- especially in romance -- they would've been culled so fucking quick.
So in a sense, he's more angry with himself, but takes it all out on the Summoner. He falls to one knee as it's kicked painfully, but he brings his fist down like a hammer onto the Summoner's chest.]
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No one made a fool out of the highblood like this. There are some things he could wave off, or just laugh about, but fucking with his feelings just didn't sit right with him. Especially since the object of his blackrom affection is a lowblood rebel. He was taking a leap of faith here, you know! He was setting double standards, seeing as if he had caught wind of any of his Subjugglators consorting with lowbloods -- especially in romance -- they would've been culled so fucking quick.
So in a sense, he's more angry with himself, but takes it all out on the Summoner. He falls to one knee as it's kicked painfully, but he brings his fist down like a hammer onto the Summoner's chest.]