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Trembling-Blade

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  • Sep 20
  • United States
  • Deviant for 7 years
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Pompeii by Bastille

“All war is, is a symptom of man's failure as a thinking animal.”

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|| Benton Givens || 6ft 1 || 25 || Male || He/Him/His || Homosexual || Single (Multiship) ||

Appearance
Benton has sandy blonde hair, which is cut unevenly making it harder to grab int the middle of a battle, with pale green eyes. He has scars on his arms and back, which he gained by fighting on the front line. He has badly blistered hands, and he will often wrap them up so that they can heal. This often doesn't happen very much, leaving his hands thick skinned and unfeeling. His lips are often cracked and bloody, due to his habit of chewing on them.


“Only the dead have seen the end of war.”


General abilities
Benton's abilities, or more so what they are focused in are rather rare. Most Incalas's abilities are evenly distributed, while with Benton this isn't true. His abilities are mainly focused in speed and endurance. While in no way does he have super speed, he can run a mile in about 2 minutes while the average for his age and build is about 6. While he can't stay at this for long periods of time, he can go long distances at an average speed of 4 mph, for many days with only small stops needed. He can also move incredibly quickly for short bursts of time, though this can be quite staining on the body if done over and over with no breaks.


Other Interests
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The male slowly looks at the other, slowly turning the blade in his  hands. He lets out a quiet sigh, putting the knife into it's sheath. "...What do you want?..." He asks, looking at his blistered hand, slowly wrapping them with worn bandages. He doesn't want to start a spat, he just wanted to relax for a second, and imagine what it would be like if this damned war never happened.
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He had been trailing the soldier for about half an hour now, walking on the branches of the tallest trees. He had no intention of striking, he didn't want to cause any more killing than what had already happened. Besides, the trees would hate him for feeding them more blood; they were sick of it, and he didn't want to make them angry. They hated this war as much as the next creature did.

But anyways, Roah had been following him in a space between Incala and Kakike territory; a grey area, if you will. He knew this place by heart, and he knew exactly were all the traps - lethal and non-lethal - were. His green eyes darted to in front of the Incala, seeing a trap a few feet in front of him, he sprung into action.

"AHahahahaHA~" He laughed and swung down to the lower branches, albeit still out of reach of the Incala's weapons. He may be unstable, but he's not stupid. "Be careful~" He grinned, his one eye gleaming. "You don't wanna die, or do you?"
Benton throws his knife at the voice, his instincts kicking in, and overriding every other thought process. It's just by sheer luck that he misses, the handle hitting Roah instead of the blade. He bends forward, wheezing quietly, groaning quietly.
God he was nearly choking on his heart. He had nearly killed again. A unpleasant thought for him. Thank whatever gods exist that he missed.

"And I could say the same to you..." He groans loudly, slowly straightening himself.
He knew where most of the traps where, it was like a no man's land of sorts, a place where he could think and not be bothered. He didn't expect a mad man to come out of the trees and shout tips at him. 
"It's never a good idea to sneak up on a soldier. It's like a death wish..." 
He didn't even flinch as the handle whacked his shoulder. In fact, he barely even blinked. Roah looked at the knife curiously, inspecting it as the man spoke before harmlessly dropping it down to the ground in front of the solider. With a shrug, he adjusted his position and nodded.

"Oh don't worry, I know more than a few tricks~" He said in a cheerful tone, rocking back and forth. "Besides, you didn't kill me, did you? So there's no need to worry. Though, if I were you, I wouldn't step forward."
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(/Eddie looks at his knife in his hand, then at the others blade in their hand.
(/He frowned at it.
"So darling- you... tend to have a thing for blades as much as I do..?"
"No. Part of my job as a soldier. I need to protect 'our' land."

(🔪) Benton sighs quietly, looking up at the other

"If I see an enemy, I need to kill them on sight..."
The male slowly looks at the other, slowly turning the blade in his  hands. He lets out a quiet sigh, putting the knife into it's sheath. "...What do you want?..." He asks, looking at his blistered hand, slowly wrapping them with worn bandages.

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