Seven
[Apep isn’t a man who takes bold, brash strides towards the centre of the stage and screams his evil out into the audience. He’s a man (beast) who hovers, teases from the shadows, makes people uncomfortable for his own twisted amusement and then fades away again before they can raise their weapon of choice.
It’s all a game to him, after all, a little diversion. To make the good people shudder, maybe even have nightmares, maybe even toss when they think of him.
He likes the sense of power.
The sense of power inherent in lurking, in darting from alley to alley and watching for his next victim. His next bloody victory that’ll provide fun but, more than that, make people cower from the dark spectre in the closet - the dark bogeyman that is Hunting. Them. Down.
No matter if he is only waiting for something to do, no matter if he is only watching for the next gap to slip into and cause beautiful chaos in.
No matter.
They think he is doing more, They think that he has specific plans for them and so worry and hide and maybe even wreck themselves as a result. Leaving him free to stalk down the alleyways, coil in the darkness, wait… Wait.]
It’s all a game to him, after all, a little diversion. To make the good people shudder, maybe even have nightmares, maybe even toss when they think of him.
He likes the sense of power.
The sense of power inherent in lurking, in darting from alley to alley and watching for his next victim. His next bloody victory that’ll provide fun but, more than that, make people cower from the dark spectre in the closet - the dark bogeyman that is Hunting. Them. Down.
No matter if he is only waiting for something to do, no matter if he is only watching for the next gap to slip into and cause beautiful chaos in.
No matter.
They think he is doing more, They think that he has specific plans for them and so worry and hide and maybe even wreck themselves as a result. Leaving him free to stalk down the alleyways, coil in the darkness, wait… Wait.]