Blood makes noise, it's ringing in my ear
Characters: Tandava (has_a_fedora) and Atra (subdues)
Date/Time: Midday of June 30th
Location: The dojo.
Rating: PG. There may be violence, there may be nothing more objectionable than a spar and some conversation. I'll keep you posted.
Summary: Tandava encounters one of the very few PCs who might not kill him on sight.
Why he had a break--he didn't need one at all--he didn't know. But he figured he might as well get out of the slaughterhouse (this time changing into cleaner clothes first) for a while.
Tandava was getting better at walking through the islands like he belonged there--if he pretended he did, he found, people didn't seem to notice his eyes--or if they did, they didn't panic.
Silly, ignorant sheep of humans. He smirked as he walked along.
His destination was the dojo--maybe in there he could find a quick vent of aggression before returning to the slaughterhouse.
Date/Time: Midday of June 30th
Location: The dojo.
Rating: PG. There may be violence, there may be nothing more objectionable than a spar and some conversation. I'll keep you posted.
Summary: Tandava encounters one of the very few PCs who might not kill him on sight.
Why he had a break--he didn't need one at all--he didn't know. But he figured he might as well get out of the slaughterhouse (this time changing into cleaner clothes first) for a while.
Tandava was getting better at walking through the islands like he belonged there--if he pretended he did, he found, people didn't seem to notice his eyes--or if they did, they didn't panic.
Silly, ignorant sheep of humans. He smirked as he walked along.
His destination was the dojo--maybe in there he could find a quick vent of aggression before returning to the slaughterhouse.