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 Posted: Sat Jun 03, 2023 1:07 pm
Meeting with the other corrupt had been…extremely beneficial, and if Langite had been smart, he would have simply gone home after and documented his findings, perhaps texted Harker with the information but…he wasn’t done patrolling yet, and when he felt the aura of a White Moon Senshi…he thought about it and then moved towards it.
Honestly, when he saw how…blue this guy was, he was glad he had gone to investigate, and for a moment, Langite simply stared, and then tilted his head slightly. “Are you another one of the aliens from space?”
He didn’t want to just attack off the bat if he didn’t have to but…he was also under the impression that this one would be as willing to talk as Daedalus was.
“I like your hair.”
But then again, Langite always enjoyed white hair, and the fact that it was long didn’t hurt at all. “Who are you?”
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Posted: Sat Jun 03, 2023 3:34 pm
This energy signature wasn’t as strong as the last one but it was every bit as gross. Vilenius’ nose wrinkled with obvious disgust as the Corrupted Senshi spoke to him. He raised one hand to brush through his hair but didn’t seem at all grateful for the compliment.
“What do you want?” he snapped, guarded and on high alert.
He watched the man through narrowed eyes and the hairs on the back of his neck were standing up.
He hadn’t told Sterling or Priam that he was going out tonight. Instead, he’d cracked open the window and crawled out. He didn’t regret it, either. He just wanted some free air. And maybe a little bit of trouble. He was still trying to figure out what he was supposed to do around here.
The Chaos was different on Earth–it was physical.
He had a thousand years of pent up rage from the building Chaos on his homeworld, and back there he hadn’t been able to do anything about it.
Here, Chaos was flesh and blood.
Here, he could make it hurt.
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Posted: Sat Jun 03, 2023 3:48 pm
“Just interested in another alien. You’re not the first that I’ve met, but you are the most. Colorful so far. No horns though, so that’s interesting. I suppose every planet is different.” Langite looked him over and then tilted his head. “Let’s see what spurs you on, shall we?” Looking at him, the Corrupted Senshi looked away again, closing his eyes. “I long.”
He didn’t seem as…polite as Daedalus and that was fine. Not everyone wanted to talk but…still. A little magic in play would at least allow Langite to see what made him…tick. So to speak.
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Posted: Sat Jun 03, 2023 5:22 pm
In due time, Vilenius might have had something reasonable to say. Of course, he would have said something snarky, like ‘Obviously every planet is different.’ He probably would have said something a bit crass, or pressed for more information just to know who he was dealing with.
Maybe.
None of that mattered now. What he’d wanted to do all along was lash out, and when that longing was pushed, when there was pressure on it–
He had no reason to resist.
It was almost instinctive, like a switch flipped. The exact second the magic started to seep into him, he completely lost what little restraint he had. He lunged at the Corrupted Senshi. His nails were sharp and biting, and he latched onto the Corrupt’s arm and yanked him closer even as he propelled his face into his neck.
It was a weak spot, it was unguarded. He couldn’t help it. He had magic, but that wasn’t his instinct.
He longed for blood. So, he tore into his neck to get it.
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Posted: Sat Jun 03, 2023 6:36 pm
For a moment, Langite couldn’t quite process what was going on.
…Of course, that was only for a moment, and then as he came back to himself he grabbed hold of the insane alien’s hair and jerked it backwards as hard as he could, wanting to simply get the freak away from his neck. From his throat. From him.
God, Aliens were freaks.
Stumbling backwards, Langite lashed out, kicking against the man, one hand covering his now bleeding neck.
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Posted: Sat Jun 03, 2023 7:14 pm
A bite wasn’t enough. Vilenius didn’t plan to rest until he’d drained all of his blood, until there was nothing but an empty husk of a man in front of him, in a puddle of his own wasted life. Blood smeared Vilenius’ face and when Langite kicked him–it hurt!–but not enough to stop him.
Not enough to slow him down significantly.
He took the full blunt force of the kick, but he grabbed Langite’s leg and dug his nails into it to hold it in place–and then he tried to bite that, too.
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Posted: Sat Jun 03, 2023 7:22 pm
Langite cried out with the next bite, though it was more from surprise than pain. He was glad he had so many layers to protect him from both nails and the stupid teeth but. He couldn't keep this up. Didn’t want to keep this up.
It was certainly the strangest reaction to his magic that he had seen…never before had it made someone try to eat him…perhaps this alien was simply a cannibal and desired the flesh of something like himself. That…well. That was certainly something to long for, but nothing that Langite wanted to be involved with. “Enough. Enough with you aliens.” The words were spat out, and he stumbled as he kicked out again wanting to just get away. He couldn’t go home like this. It would worry Judas but…he couldn't stay here and get literally eaten either.
So the best thing to do was just to teleport and hope that this psycho didn’t follow him.
…Or cling on to his fuku when he left.
Langite was very careful of that as he darted backwards and vanished into the night, hand still clamped over his neck.
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Posted: Sat Jun 03, 2023 7:32 pm
Vilenius watched when the Chaos Senshi left.
Fled.
He stood there alone, with the coppery taste of warm blood in his mouth, on his face.
The sensation of longing was strong still, and he was frustrated–enraged, even–that he was just gone.
Vilenius growled in frustration and stomped the ground because he was still mad, still so wound up--and there no one here to take it out on.
So, maybe he'd just find someone else before he called it a night.
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