RP: Honey And Sulphur
It was cliche to call it a dark and stormy night, but that was truth of the situation.
The night had started out peaceful enough with the storm clouds just lingering on the edges of the city. All newspapers and weathermen had forcast that it was going to be a downpour around 10pm that night; give or take a couple minutes to a half hour.
It was about 9:15 pm when everything started to go downhill.
It was a relatively new city for Ash. He had spent a week roaming on what was considered the outskirts of the city to see how people coming and going would react to his more "unique" look. There had been a few murmurs from people, but no one had outright screamed, called the police, or had tried to harm him, so it was about as pleasant as he was going to get it.
Ash had waited until the he sun was well below the horizon before he made his way through the city with only the rumbling of the oncoming storm to accompany him. Standing well over six feet, he would of stuck out in most crowds. The things that drew people to look at him, even as he walked along the sidewalk, was the fast that a reptilian black tail swayed side to side behind him. No one could see his face as it was well hidden behind an extended gas mask that looked more suitable on an animal than a human.
A black camo hoodie was covering his upper torso; a pair of black horns were sticking out from the back of it. Military issue black camo pants covered his lower body while black, knee-high, buckle up, steel-toe boots were over his feet. The pants had obsured most of the boots while the jacket was preventing his belt from being seen.
Most people had left him alone; the military-esque look had done the job well enough. The only ones that didn't leave him in peace, since he didn't, had been a gang of five men that were being far too friendly with a young woman.
It was around 9:30 when Ash encountered the men and stepped right up to stop what they were doing.
Unable to stand by, Ash had rushed in to slam into one of the men. He knocked the man right into the nearest wall. An unpleasant popping sound as the man's shoulder was dislocated set everything into chaos.
The other four men let the woman go as they moved in to try and take Ash down. Chains, knives, and a rusty pipe had been the weapons of choice.
The fight ended, and the storm started downpouring, around 9:50pm.
It didn't end well for the men. They ended up with broken and dislocated limbs. One was going to be blind in one eye, one had about three fractured ribs, and another had a survival gash on his thigh.
Ash fared only marginally better. The hoodie he wore had been torn and ruined. His blood, and the blood of the men, darkened the colors. His toughed hide was in pain; he knew that his muscles were sore and bruised from the impact of the metal pipe. The metal chain was still around his neck, which was causing him some hell in breathing. It wasn't bad enough that he couldn't ignore it for the time being.
The white shirt beneath his hoodie had quickly been turning crimson from a severe gash on his side. Ash had to quickly leave the alleyway and get somewhere else that he could tend to his wounds. He was already sure that the woman he saved had already called the police. Talking to them, explaining, was not something that he would of been able to do. No one would of understood.
So Ash walked quickly rather than ran. The rain pouring down on him at this point. The blood that dripped from his jacket pooling at his feet whenver he took a moment to try and catch his breath. It was making for quite a terrifying sight for those out on the streets. Most went the other way or avoided him entirely. It was fine for him.
It was 10:15pm when he finally stumbled and collapsed against a building. Ash managed to get far enough from the scene where he figured he would get a few moments of peace. The building had a gap running through it for about two floors, so it gave him a small bit of dry space. It also meant that anyone who got close enough would of seen the blood droplets leading towards him.
At this point Ash just needed a moment of rest to gather himself. If there was any hope to believe in, it was that he was going to be left alone. Considering the night so far, that didn't look like it was going to happen.