Comments | rampant_devil: || It feels good to be big, bigger than you.

rampant_devil

|| It feels good to be big, bigger than you.

Nov 09, 2009 16:58

Who: Rampant, Ate
What: Rampant is on the loose. Free. Himself. In complete control for as long as he likes. No one is around to stop him from doing whatever he wants. ...or is there?

( I've really enjoyed my new point of view. )

rp, cross, atellus

Comments 4

cavallo_pallido November 15 2009, 04:20:37 UTC

This was not how Atellus had expected to spend his Saturday. After an extremely busy week of school, work, sorcerers, demonic slugs, and getting shot at, he could have sworn he'd deserved a break. At least one day to lie around curled in blankets and getting caught up in whatever ridiculous novels that had caught his eye the last trip to the library. Maybe some sparring with Alex ( ... )

nevermadeitasa November 15 2009, 05:08:48 UTC

When Cross had been called upon to help in the hunt of a demon, by ZEUS's boyfriend no less, the officer had had his reservations. Demons were an entirely different ballgame than the Infected were -- he had little to no experience with them (save the few times attacks had happened when he'd been visiting Dante's shop)and the experience he did have with them gave him the theory that they were much, much more difficult to take down than even the higher level Infected like the Hunters. But after Atellus had leveled a good bargaining chip with him he'd agreed to lend his services and now here they were ( ... )

rampant_devil November 15 2009, 21:18:29 UTC

Neither Dante nor his demonic half knew how it was even remotely possible for the two to become separated either, but the latter at least knew exactly what it wanted to do for as long as it lasted. And it wanted to do as much of it as possible while it had the chance, but it had done a lot already and the problem now was that it was tired and wanted to rest. But the tracker--two?--below it were annoying him. He wanted them to go away ( ... )

cavallo_pallido November 15 2009, 23:03:17 UTC

Fortunately for Rampant and unfortunately for his two tiny human [or at least human-shaped] trackers, Atellus realized none of Rampant's likely patterns. Even if he had, although the city was identical to his own as far as he could tell, he had no clues of what would be Dante's favored haunts. There was no guarantee that this Dante's favorite places to go would match up with his father's. Hell, he had trouble remembering that they were technically the same person. For the moment, at least, he and Cross would be relying nearly completely on Cross's binoculars, Atellus's predator's eye for movement, and simple luck ( ... )