The thing was, when Kayme wanted something, he wanted it bad, so falling into an obsession so deep this quick? Bound to happen.
But with that, came worse things. Like now. He'd lost what he was going after and the awful mix of emotions was sending him buck wild.
And that was bound to make it worse for anyone that came into his path on his search.
Something told Kayne right away that the one he was looking for was not here. Which sucked! But he was going to look anyway.*
"My dear are you around here~" *He called, eyes tracing the area before landing on... well. A rather interesting looking being. One he could pick out quite easily of something of his own kind. Not the one he was after, but perhaps it was worth trying.
It's bloodied feet tapped against the ground as it approached, standing behind this new version for a moment.*
kayne c raisings had only recently gotten off of work. he hadn't much of a chance to take off the company uniform.
he wore a bright red shirt black pants visor and apron of course blasted with the company logo wherever would fit. basic but able to hide the blood that his hands and feet were constantly producing.
don't ever think of putting him in a white shirt.
at the sound of Kayne's voice he was quite jumbled. Kayne was not a fan of people he couldn't see and voices he couldn't place down. he would nearly slip and fall before being able to turn to face this other kayne.
his feet were like a slip and slide .
if his hands weren't so full he might have summoned his trusty dagger by now.
"what the hell are you doing in my [beep] house."
the last time someone broke into his house his rib was stolen and his cat was temporally taken over by a colony of ants. he was not about to let that happen again.
kayne would shout like a yipping dog.
