Austria (Roderich Edelstein)) :: Opus 004--Talent Competition

[gesangvoll]

Who: Austria, everyone else that wants to participate. 8D
Where: Espoir
Style: First or third for performances/whatever
Status: OPEN OPEN OPEN

It was a lovely day in Espoir; the sun was shining, there were only a few clouds in the sky, it was warm but not too warm, all that wonderful stuff. Austria was rather glad that the weather had cooperated

Comments

[fevoreish]

Nothing but cheap parlor tricks. That's all they were.

Heat's arm pulsed an angry red, his lip curling in repulsion of the water swirling around Jaina. The magic show wasn't an attack, but the hunger inside of him wanted it to be, ached for an offensive move. He wanted any god damn excuse to get up on that stage and sink his claws into breathing, living flesh. The restraint he'd been expending over the past several weeks wore him thin; sheep and sharp-toothed rabbits would barely satiate his demon-sized appetite for much longer. He needed something more substantial to tide him over.

Some supplements, Washu. Not only did they taste like shit, but they barely kept his head and stomach in order. As a result, Heat was dissatisfied and remarkably irritable lately, his Atma glowing in protest and longing over small provocations. And now, Jaina's water show was enough to give him one too many disgruntled hunger pangs on one of his daily rounds. He paused to observe from the outer edges of the audience, his arms crossed over his chest.

(C'mon, hit me, dammit. You know you want to.)

Something to give him that excuse, with the scent of all those bodies, all that meat just within reach...

[wantedtostudy]

As she stood on stage, smiling pleasantly (perhaps a little flattered) at the applause, her eyes fell on Heat, meeting his stare directly. The smile never faded from her face, but there was something harder in her gaze, now. Jaina suspected she knew exactly what the man was thinking - about how he wanted to hunt, to feed. She knew that the Embryon were making a genuine effort to control their hunger, and Heat would obey Serph's orders ... but she also knew that the red-haired man wasn't happy about it in the least.

If he was waiting for her to make the first move, though, he'd be disappointed. Reluctant or not, he was going along with the plan, and Jaina owed it to Serph, Sera and Argilla to keep the peace.