by Lupis on Sun Aug 31, 2008 2:08 am
((OoC: Gorble's post looked so lonely all by itself, here, so I had to chime in.))
"Hey there Little Red Riding Hood, you sure are lookin' good, you're everything that a big, bad wolf could want..." Judas grinned, humming and singing a little to himself as he walked along. He'd had a gig earlier in the night, his adrenaline was still high...the fangirls afterward were very fun as well. Some proved a little enthusiastic, and the concert had left him thirsty. The vampire licked a bit of blood off of his claws as he strode along, tail twitching back and forth. It was strange, so many of these kids read crappy vampire romance novels and imagined vampires as beautiful, ancient, sex-god-like figures. It could almost make Judas laugh. He'd always hated that image of vampires, even before he'd been made one himself. He was the real deal, strong, fast, brutal...and at the top of the food chain in every way.
He'd had to kill her, of course. There were enough problems in the Undercity without creating new vampires left and right. Too many, and people might start to catch on that there was more in Heaven and Earth than dreamt of in their philosophies. Plus, Judas hadn't really fed in a long time, and it had just felt so good to let go, feel her squirm in his claws as he bit down...the lupine vampire shivered at the memory, licking his already-clean talons at the memory of it. It was something he couldn't indulge in too often, but the anticipation made it all the better.
Even so, he had to be careful, which was what brought him to Docks tonight. SynthMeat Inc. had a processing plant down here, and nobody would be able to tell what was her and what was the plant's waste in the dumpster out back. With the deed done, he was too keyed-up to rejoin his bandmates, so he found himself taking a bit of a walk, his steps guiding him through the old, abandoned warehouse. "What big eyes you have, the kind of eyes that'll drive wolves mad..."
Until shade is gone, until water is dust, into the shadow with teeth bared, screaming defiance with the last breath to spit in Sightblinder's eye on the last day.
-RIP Robert Jordan