So hungry...

[nothlitbird]

Characters: Nothlit/Tobias (nothlitbird), OPEN to anyone currently in Rivelata
Date/Time: Friday, January 30th; Early morning
Location: The bay
Rating: PG-13 for possible graphic hunting.
Summary: Nothlit is starving. The food in Edensphere that he can actually hunt is scarce. Solution? Start moving and trying to find food.

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[killmequiet]

Cass didn't go out in the daylight often. Usually, when she was wandering the streets, it was a night, during a patrol, more recently with Peter than on her own. But now she was out, on a whim more than anything - a more social whim inspired, maybe, by the aforementioned Spider-Man. She wasn't used to being a face without a mask anymore, and maybe now was the time to start to build the habit.

But there were certain things about Batgirl that stayed with Cass during the daylight hours - her heightened perception among them. She saw the blur chasing through the streets clear as day, and curiosity prompted her to follow.

Cass chased him, weaving among the people with the skill and grace of one who could predict their steps before they took them, making her way silently after the hunter.

[nothlitbird]

Nothlit didn't notice the person chasing him at first, until the rat scurried underneath a wall and out of sight. He cursed mentally, and wheeled around. That's when he noticed the woman following him.

He yelled in thought speak. He was annoyed, and sounded it. He was so damn hungry it was driving him nuts.

[killmequiet]

Cassandra was startled by the voice. While she was sure it hadn't been an ordinary bird, she wasn't expecting it to speak directly into her mind in the way it did. Straightening, cocking her head at it curiously, she answered in regular speech.

"You're from the Sphere," she said quietly. "What are you doing here?"

Rivelata: Max

[nixe_eva]

Max rolled her shoulders, unfurling seven and a half feet of wing before doing a running-leap off the building into flight. She brushed the top of her flying limit of fifty feet, gradually expanded from the original forty over months of testing her gilded cage of a city. She sought a black bird-boy, brown eyes scanning the ground for her lost flockmate.

Her eyes caught movement, and she followed it. A bird... A hawk? Hawks were by no means native to Rivelata.

Max landed on a building, wings out to cool as she watched the black-haired girl... Cassandra?... talk? to the bird. Hybrid was vaguely aware that her head hurt a little from yelling, but she blamed it on the bright sun.

"I don't think hawk makes good food." Max called from the roof, curious, a little. "Then again, monkey was actually pretty decent..." She trailed off. "Monkey's a heck of a lot easier to catch though. I recommend au gras."