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 Posted: Sat Sep 19, 2009 5:01 am
With a small splash, the large man dropped into the rather large circular sewer tunnel. As soon as he landed, the man slid down the circular wall and sat down. He stretched his legs as fas as he could - which was not very far and his knees where still close to his chest. He then leaned over and reached out for his meal, pulling it back to him. He laid the body on his lap. Then he let out a relaxed sigh and looked around either end of the tunnel. It was very familiar to him; the moist atmosphere, the cool darkness, the gentle scraping of vermin's claws as they made their way around the sewer. The best part of it was that it looked like the tunnel he had stumbled into was not a dark water sewer but a pluvial system.
Now it was time to relax and enjoy his meal. First the man took a firm grip of the corpse's cranium and yanked it out. With an almost effortless tug of the head, the corpse was now headless. He had to twist and snap the vertebrate before the head would come off though. He tossed the head aside, not enough meat to bother with all the hair. Then he took the man's arm, he ripped the soiled sleeve and then he ripped off the arm. He used the water that was running under him to clean a bit the torn limb before he began to slowly devour it.
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Posted: Sat Sep 19, 2009 5:24 am
It was not a glamorous way of feeding oneself, but it was highly amusing and efficient. Even though there was plenty of blood in the walls of the tunnel, and on the water that was running down the sewer, the man was making sure not to get much - if at all- blood on himself. It would be a dead give-away if he walked around a city like that one with blood smeared apparel.
He was down to the last leg after eating both arms and a leg, he wanted to get rid of the limbs first and then work on the torso. He had two piles on either side of him, one for what was left of the man's soiled rags and the other one of the bones that had been licked clean so far, along with his hairy head.
Eating a limb of a human was very much like eating a chicken wing. You have to grab hold of the bone and just rake out the meat of every side. The man had the body around his feet, looking downstream, and his torso twisted so that the blood would not drip on his chest or pants.
The man was usually a silent eater, but not at the moment, he knew that no one was around and he was probably on an isolated branch of the water system. Aside from that, it had been a while since the train had passed, so he could hear if anyone approached him from the top.
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Posted: Sat Sep 19, 2009 7:30 am
(Enters from subway)
((that's where Nathen started to fallow him))
Nathen emerged from the darkness. Walking with a slight limp slowly towards this. man..
"...what's so hard about buying a few pounds from the butcher?"
Nathen's hair was a scraggly matted black, near shoulder length it covered most his face. He wore a tattered green army jacket, and holey jeans.. He was young, a teenager.. his skin pale. He looked about 14, maybe less. but he looked very much in a sense like this homeless victim... not related or physically the same in any sense.. but he looked homeless. To everyone that wouldn't pay attention they would be the same person, just another bum, another face that all look the same to society..
His footsteps here made no noise. His outline seemed to waver in the dark.. as if he wasn't truly solid..
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Posted: Sun Sep 20, 2009 6:01 pm
The man was about to finish the last leg of the old man when he sensed a person nearby. Since his very acute ears where keeping a vigilant eye on the track above, he figured that the intruder was just a human sewer rat. Anything that would appear would not alter the man's cool. Not to his surprise, it was a young boy that appeared. The man smirked and tossed the almost eaten limb in the pile with the clean bones.
He did not appreciate anyone interrupting him as he ate, but he was satisfied for the moment. Because of the boy, someone else would have to die - probably him, or someone that looks just like him.
So the large man stood up, standing almost seven feet tall. His turquoise eyes staring deep into the boy. There was an uncouth vibrant, bestial vitality that exuded from this man. It made his gaze seem like it had the ability to pierce into a person. "Piss off" The man said with a dark, low voice. Then he turned around and walked the opposite direction of the boy. Giving the boy his broad and insanely muscled back. He was not stupid, he was ready for an attack from the back, but since no one could detect what race he was because of the seal on his back, they boy has to think of hum as a human.
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Posted: Sun Sep 20, 2009 6:10 pm
The boy's sad sigh echoed from behind the man. Then his voice rang out in front of him..
"... You didn't answer my question." The voice was strange.. It's hollowness echoed in the shadows of the air around the man... a hint of aggravation in his tone.
Nathen was no longer where he had stood behind the man. Infact he was no where to be seen. His movements had made no noise despite the fact he had been standing in water only feet from the man.
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Posted: Sun Sep 20, 2009 6:16 pm
The man paid no mind that the boy was probably a spirit or a ghost. That was the simplest explanation as to his movements. The man's eyes where half open, his tongue was busy liking off the spare blood that was clinging to the corner of his lip. What a waste of a good meal, but the man hated when company changed in the middle of his meal.
"You are welcome to buy me some, since you spoiled my last meal". He replied with the same dark, vibrant voice. His deep turquoise eyes now staring at the kind once again behind their slits. He continued his slow pace forwards, unflinching.
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Posted: Sun Sep 20, 2009 6:23 pm
Nathen appeared in front of him. Shadows winding off the walls twisting into his body. His eye's endless dark pits. A darkness without soul. He rotated his neck, the bones crackling loudly. Very much solid and real.
His fists clenched at his sides.
"Who the ******** are you? What gives you the right?"
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Posted: Sun Sep 20, 2009 6:30 pm
The man smirked once again as he saw the shadows whirl around the boy. So he was ready to get serious, or he wanted to scare the man off. Either way, he was unflinching. He stopped now, having the boy some space to prepare himself.
"The name is Sol..." He replied to the boy, his expression unchanged. "Move or shut up and do something about it." He added darkly. The man let out a soft sinister chuckle as he waited for the boy to decide.
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Posted: Sun Sep 20, 2009 6:43 pm
The black eyes smiled darkly back at Sol. His head tilted slightly down to an angle in a small nod.
"Giving me the honor of knowing your name I shall give you mine.. I'm Nathen."
Nathen raised his hand, in it he held a large knife loosely pointed towards Sol's chest..
"But, you still have left the question. Why be so lazy to kill the weak, why lower yourself to such a degrading act? Or are you just that low of a being?"
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Posted: Sun Sep 20, 2009 6:54 pm
Sol's turquoise eyes where fixated on the boy's dark eyes, he saw the knife being pulled out, but he remained unchanged. The atmosphere was getting heavier, that was for certain. A smirk appeared on his lips once again. "You are all damn strays...so it doesn't matter who I kill." Sol replied to the boy. He was starting to get bored of the young fella'.
Now the man turned around, and began walking casually back to the hole that he had jumped down from the subway. He did not know how long these tunnels went on for, and it was getting a bit cramped.
"And i don't care about yer' name, boy." He added casually, with his massive back to the boy. He was not worried about any knife.
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Posted: Sun Sep 20, 2009 7:16 pm
Nathen snickered.. "Strays? ... Your a disgrace to your kind.." He vanished, swallowed by the shadows of the sewers.
(exits to St. Patrick's Cathedral)
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Posted: Sun Sep 20, 2009 7:21 pm
((Lol, its a different one, Im just testing him out to see if it sticks. He is nothing like Alasdair, He is almost seven feet tall, black and with big muscles.))
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Posted: Sun Sep 20, 2009 7:28 pm
((He would be a lycan. But he has a seal on his back that makes it impossible to identify hiim with any race other than human - unless he is transformed.))
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