@crownwornd liked for a starter / omnia mors aequat
He had underestimated his appetite this evening, having practically gorged himself only to find the agonizing, gnawing feeling eat away at his insides again when he was finished. Such compelled him to hunt tonight, and he had been lucky enough to stumble upon a man, unbreathing and apparently homeless. He had been hunched over him, his body lying on his side and partly covered by a hole-ridden blanket. Aiko could tell he hadn’t been dead for long, a day or two at most - but nonetheless dead was dead. He had leaned over the man, lips lingering near his ear - taking in a breath and murmuring a final prayer and apology before his lips parted, jaw practically unhinging to a grotesque degree and revealing sharp, canine-like that easily tore into the soft flesh of the man’s throat.
The presence of another has him startled for a moment, not having anticipated for someone to be around at this late of an hour. He lifts his head, blood painting soft lips red - Aiko wiping at his mouth with his shirt sleeve. He had barely started his meal, and there was no way he had enough energy to resume his human form now.
