"What do you want Chloe?" [i] He said bluntly, not even bothering to look at her. That was Desmond..jaded and distant. He seemed especially so today though..like he had something weighing him down, an impossible weight he couldn't shake. He was tired of her. Well, not exactly, more like tired of how she made him feel. He didn't like the thought of having someone who could be used against him. Or giving her any kind of power like that. He'd nearly died because he went storming off into the woods to shoot something because she'd annoyed him, And now he has something that was little more than a demon inside of him. [/i]