The Purity of Sanity Prologue

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I walk over to Karbro holding one of my clubs and his sickle and my left arm bleeds a little. I chuckle and throw my club at him before he runs away. Then flashstep behind him and punch him in the head before saying “Boo.” I pick up his unconscious body and sling him over my shoulder. I walk over to Rossis and grab her by the neck. I smirk at her. After a couple of minutes Rossis turns slightly pale.  Karbro screams “Let go of her you asshole!” And struggles some. I don’t register any of his struggling until he bites my shoulder. I drop Rossis in alarm. Rossis kicks me in the shin. I gasp and say “Naughty little girl.” But then He wakes up. He loosens my grip on Karbro just enough for him to slip out of my hands. I growl loudly. I chuckle insanely and stab myself in the left eye with Karbro’s sickle.

Oh who am I to be so rude? I haven’t even properly introduced myself yet. I’m Steeve Markara, or Steeve the Trooper Markara. In case you can’t tell I’m Gamzee’s sober side. I’ll let him tell the rest from now on.