the black bean massacre; action

[mongoosegrin]

[Alex shoved the stupid little bean stuck in his pocket into the dirt of one of Edel’s plants before setting off, just before the sun rose.

he’s been very careful about a single thing and careless about the rest, but he’s finally, finally done it. blood - not his - is soaking the ground near his feet, and the animal is dead and no one or no thing

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[creepinginmy]

[All of his movements are slow, paced. Not at all like what the creature that helped Alexander fight, not at all. He isn't in a hurry, and he'll appreciate this more than he appreciated Raki's little sacrifice after months of starvation. Just like Cerbos carries with him the stench of a monster's dark insides, Alexander's perversion and addiction to violence makes him... bearably resistible. He remembers almost slipping up and using his bean just to get a taste on their last encounter. Once again, it turns out that being patient was exactly the right thing to do.

He's always the scavenger monster, grabbing his meals and snatching their head off their neck before anyone has the chance to hear the first drop of blood spill on the ground. But not this time. People are too busy helping each other and crying for help themselves.

And even if Cerbos has lost his black bean, there can't be any rules about just being merciful to a dying man, can there?

The dirt crumbs beneath his soles, taking one step at a time before his eyes are directly above the leftovers of a warrior. He crouches. A hand reaches out and fingers curl tightly around the boy's shirt, pulling him up to appreciate the curve of his neck, the last beats of his heart pumping blood, flesh just waiting to be teared open, leaning in to take in one last portion of his scent.

What a mess you've made for yourself, you poor, poor idiot. There's already so much blood on you and all of it is drying up. What a waste. What a waste...]

oh god oh god oh god

[apathycary]

[ The disturbance in the air nearly chokes Edel. If he had known any better, the disturbances were almost that of lucid chimeras from his world, monsters with varying mutations of magic. Once human, they only satisfy their sorrows and anger by feeding on flesh. He stumbled and rushed towards the fragmented field of magic, the bursts of wind around him aided him in his flight, but he honestly knew not what he would confront in this madness.

A monster? A friend? ]

Alexander!

[ The burst of wind that came with Edel's magic senses drifted throughout. As he rustled through to the final clearing, just what was waiting for him there?

Although he was ready to defend himself, Edel was no where near prepared for what awaited. ]

Is that you? Answer me!

and another billion years later...

[creepinginmy]

[His head whips at the call with a little hiss of interrupted expectation hanging at the tip of his tongue. Such poor timing you have, Edel.

Cerbos maybe be at the edge of reason, but can stop himself long enough to consider this will not end well for either of them. He could just try to kill Edel... and have a witness to what he really is. That wouldn't be productive in the long run.

The body drops on the floor at his feet. His smile is deceiving and barely discernible, hidden somewhere in the monstrosity that has already deformed Jack's face. You're a lucky one, aren't you, Alex? And here he was hoping to get covered in blood, with or without Splendor's consent...

Maybe some other time.

Cerbos gives him one last look, lamenting with mild irritation. Skin and teeth return to their proper place, out of sight in Jack's perfectly normal face, and he retreats to watch from another shadow.]