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rustedswordsman in solluna_city

Barren Streets [Active]

Jul 10, 2009 23:54

Characters: K, Kororen, Tyrus, Ni'ci, Yellow Flicker
Content: Wandering, alone again, resulting chaos and many meetings.
Setting: The streets, somewhat north of the hospital
Warnings: Violence

( He wasn't sure when he had stopped running. )

ni'ci, tyrus, k, kororen, sam mcgee, complete

Comments 37

solluna_citynpc July 11 2009, 18:34:43 UTC

Fate, however, never seemed to do anyone favors, especially in Solluna.

The smell of blood had attracted them, their faintly glowing eyes unnoticed as they stalked from behind. The gimacats followed easily, a pincer formation slowly sending them in a half-circle, all eight of them ready and tensed to take down their chosen prey.

They could wait, however, until the perfect moment. When their prey was least expecting it. Like lions, they hunched, silent paws carrying them toward their meal.

rustedswordsman July 12 2009, 03:16:11 UTC

As he walked, K wondered just how many actually survived out here. Most of the buildings were decayed to the point of collapsing, the vehicles had long since corroded beyond usefulness, and food was definitely scarce.

Maybe they live in enclaves, maybe holed up in a patched-up building or something. He thought about the eyes. Piercing red eyes like in his flashbacks, maybe even like he actually saw. Tyrus had said, 'Larger somethings.' I wonder how large, or how..."close?!" K stopped. He knew it deep down, just like before. Something was out there and probably not intending to play around. He reached for his sword, calmed himself, and cautiously continued walking.

Whatever's out there this time, I'll face it head-on. Like a man, not a monster... "Damn you, fate."

solluna_citynpc July 12 2009, 04:43:16 UTC

It seemed this would be too easy, their target shaking and his movements erratic; the man was definitely not in prime condition. But that was an understatement. The amount of 'wrong' emanating from this creature was... heavy, to say the least, his scent even more confusing.

A man, but not, and bathed in the smells of their usual quarry. Curious and unknown, but no less their prey. Something about his presence rang sharply in eight skulls, almost drawing winces, and a few of them actually shrinking back, but food was food.

Each pair of slitted eyes sharpened, each pair of ears swiveling to measure their prey's madness. It seemed to be on to them. This rendered stealth irrelevant, and the group's two prime hunters stalked forward, moving on separate sides of the man as their comrades drew the circle in tighter around him. This would be simple, efficient. There would be blood.

rustedswordsman July 12 2009, 05:03:33 UTC

The red eyes finally came into K's view from all sides. The same, nightmarish eyes like on the rat, only larger, on larger, feline creatures. Terror swelled up in him and reality started to slip away...and quickly came back into view. Fear turned to rage as K assumed a low, steady stance, claw fully extended, sword ready to swing in a full circle at a moment's notice.

Some things you don't forget, I guess...it gets too bad, I'll use the pistol and run.

Something familiar stirred in K. "Stupid cats, the cornered rat's the one you want to watch out for!!!"

solluna_citynpc July 12 2009, 08:38:52 UTC

Their prey appeared as though he was ready to pounce, just as they were. It startled them out of their routine, and they stood for a second or two before the two leaders stepped forward again, then the other six followed in close succession.

In moments, they would have him completely surrounded, and then they could all dive at once, breaking his neck or suffocating him.