↳ A variety of demons could be described of possessing a humane appearance, but only to a slight degree. Curiosity has driven her to take careful observance on the individual in question, as it didn’t resemble the common species that so eagerly haunted every corner. They served as meal, but nothing beneficial has been proven thus far. She needed to test the effects of the atma virus on such a specimen, if it could so easily corrupt raw data then what wonders can it do to a creature of this kind – sadly, stepping on a shattered glass would reveal her hiding location in no time.
“Oh, how embarrassing.”
Zed liked to think that he'd adjusted to the lame ol' city pretty well. He rarely had trouble finding rats and birds to eat, although chomping on a human would be a real fuckin' nice change. It was just a huge pain to try to keep track of where they all ran off to. Other than that and the lack of respect from his fellow zombies, there wasn't much more a punk rock lord of darkness could ask for.
CRUNCH.
Well, not much more than a little entertainment. His milky eyes cast over in his intruder's direction almost lazily. Boredom and hunger didn’t exactly make the best combination.
"I'm real fuckin' sick of people dissing my outfit. If you don't like how I look, then take your slutty ass some-fuckin-where else," he said as he leaned back in the chair he'd found and picked at the rotting flesh of his right arm.












