starter for @transorbital-niche | TW GORE, CAR ACCIDENT
He was so close to finishing up the spellcircle. So close. He had to take several precautions accounting for his brother's recklessness and tendency to forget instructions, so progress had been slow. But progress WAS happening.
Unfortunately...
"You're in so much trouble when we get home, Decim!" Eradic scolded with a whisper, engraving symbols into a headless (and soulless) human corpse after tearing off a section of its uniform. "I MEAN it!"
"I was hungry..." Decim whines in response, not a single whiff of guilt around him, despite the very well feigned remorse on his face. "Sorry Era..."
"You aren't."
"...Yeah, no..." Blue eyes glance off to avoid a golden glare.
The body and everything from it bursts into dark flames, slowly being consumed. No trace left behind. Eradic stands back to watch his work, sighing as he morphs his blade-shaped hand back into a... normal hand shape.
"Alright, we're going back t-"
Both devourers jump at sounds of a siren. Siren means... bad things, right? But surely it wasn't- no, no, the scents are approaching. Fast.
"Shit- Come on!" Eradic hisses, grabbing Decim by the hand and pulling him along to RUN.
"Ummm, Era-"
"Not now!-"
THUNK! THUD!
Decim watches as his brother flies off some feet away, blinking at the car which had struck him. After a single whiff, he lights up, no alarm in his eyes as he waves at the windshield.
"Oh, hi potato man!"
Eradic groans a short distance away. Fuck, it's like getting hit with a cannon...
