#feralanimus

[castilium]

@feralanimus

She’d made it a point to keep away from the Underside, though rumour of disappearance and horror stories in Cotes Fantasci’s shadows of late tempted her to its border to investigate. Steering well clear the town itself, Mashu had found herself on the edge of Airaisal, sighting the area from a distance. It wouldn’t solve anything, but she wasn’t prepared to take any unwarranted risks. Not right now. Sunset had long passed and she should have been preparing to return home, lest she cause any further worry, but there was movement which rooted her. A man, no company sighted. The trenchcoat that blended into the darkness reminded her of King Hassan’s robes. Which direction he was travelling was difficult to discern, with that effortless melding of gloom into gloom.

He was going to vanish with no certainty he was there at all, like a ghost. She’d little choice but to approach. The fragrance of blood wafted through the air. Something near had happened. “Hold on a moment”. Camelot stayed close to her hip in preparation; something wasn’t right. So much wasn’t right. “Have you seen anything out of the ordinary? There’s word of attacks and vanishings around this area, and I feel one just occurred”. She hadn’t spoken accusation, but the stern look upon her face gave away her suspicions. “You wouldn’t have any information, would you?”

[valsharesses]

✖ ———— “You’ll come back,” she says with a sly smile, her steps silent despite her heels, lowering her hood and visor. There’s no need for anonymity right now. Not when she feels the magic coursing through her veins. “So I see no harm in playing a little game.”

With a snap of her fingers, magic blades shoot upward from the ground, creating a barrier of blades between her and her new prey. “You won’t disappoint, now, will you?”

( Really, you just had the unfortunate timing of being the first person she laid eyes on, @feralanimus​. )

[belgaze]

the smell is what draws her here first, like a finger hooked around her ribcage and pulling forth ━━  metallic, heady, and mixed with something foreign.  the grisly scene is what makes her stay.

“  my, how barbaric ...  ”   she comments, bringing a gloved hand up to her mouth.  yet the sight of unidentifiable remains splayed out in a dark alley, and the thing parading in a man’s skin before it does not faze her.  ishelia merely cants her head, innocently, as if this was all casual  ━  because it is to a demoness.   “  a shame you made a meal out of most of it.  ”

she was never curious about the taste of it, but ah, the wonders she could reach with a drop of blood.  a sharp tongue covertly runs over her rosy lips.

gone is the guise of a girl, and in its wake is a demon princess and witch.  ishelia points towards the twisted carcass, a glint in her red eyes.   “  if they are of no use, you will spare me the bones, won’t you?  ”

@feralanimus​​​ - starter call

[herbalremedied]

     “ You don't have to skulk about in the shadows, you know... I've known you were behind me the whole time. ”  And yet the apothecary keeps his back turned to him, plucking a frost covered stem from the overlaying snowfall in a casual, unconcerned manner. Encountering strangers outside the city's jurisdiction was not unheard of by any means, thus Baizhu initially sees little reason to express alarm upon sensing another's presence while he worked.      But... something about the man seems to have Changsheng particularly on edge; she's coiled tightly in the crevice of Baizhu's neck, beady red eyes locked on the trench coat clad drifter. So Baizhu turns his gaze, watching him from his peripheral with smiling, knowing eyes.

     “ Although, if you've stuck around this long, you must have a reason for it. ... May I help you? ” @feralanimus​​   ( s.c. )

[princesselmelloi]

Three Words Meme [x]

@feralanimus​ asked: “I smell something.”

“We’re working on new combinations of tea for our upcoming Valentines Day special.” What else was there to do during the dead season, when everyone found themselves broke from the holidays?

“There are free samples to be had if you’re willing to provide your opinion on them.”

[existentialismee]

( THREE WORD STARTERS❀;   ) –   ACCEPTING

@feralanimus​​ said:

*↪              "Don’t be ridiculous.”

“I don’t believe that I am at all. I saw that monster strike you-- unless you have somehow retained all of your power in this place, your injuries must be painful. If you would just let me see them, then..”

At first, the gesture was given out of concern-- although when Watanuki reached for the man, his frame all but stilled as he came within inches of touching his arm. Something inside of him-- instinct, the power that lay dormant under his restrictions-- was telling him to hesitate. With only a glance, it was obvious to the shopkeeper that the one before him was not human; but what he was, exactly.. he was not sure if he knew the answer.

Was that why he retreated further into the woods? Receeding back into the darkness, where Watanuki could not offer his hand?

“.. I will leave you be if you do not require my assistance. However.. the smell of blood will only draw them back to you. I would advise you to be careful.”

[originskey]

“Don’t be ridiculous.”

Three Words Starters

"I assure you, I am being very serious. They put whale sounds in space."

[valsharesses]

✖ ———— It’s been a while since last they met. “I can’t imagine such a paltry dish would satiate your appetite, abban.” She says, brushing a hand along his shoulders before she steps in front of him.

( Soup is a foolhardy substitute for flesh, @feralanimus​. )