08-29-2012, 10:46 AM
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The beast continued to pry at the door before pulling it open, only to hear her address him once more, calling the beast a 'doe'. His gaze was suspicious at the fact that the woman didn't vanish as soon as she wandered into her abode. Quivering nares picked up the scent of death, and he gazed to those little mutilated birds, and he quickly made his way over, uneven claws clacking on the wooden floor.
He certainly wasn't a polite gentleman, either. He brushed past this voodoo woman, clawed hands reaching forward and grasping the featherless birds with each of his hands, bringing one of them to awaiting jaws and yellowed teeth, the beast salivating as he made a meal of three of those smaller birds. Not once did he glance to this voodoo woman, or even her bearded vulture, who seemed quite fussy over the fact that some stranger was chowing down on his sustenance. Saliva dribbled from those jaws, only making Bastion's behavior that much more repulsive.
It was only after he tucked one of the remaining two corpses under his arm, and finished making a meal of the first that he glanced up, wiping his jaws with his forearm as his one-eyed gaze turned to the voodoo woman, still not saying a word as he looked her over with caution, brow furrowing lightly.
"Who're you?" he asked with a rather harsh tone, staring to the stranger.
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Word Count: 239 -- ;u; too nice to me
The beast continued to pry at the door before pulling it open, only to hear her address him once more, calling the beast a 'doe'. His gaze was suspicious at the fact that the woman didn't vanish as soon as she wandered into her abode. Quivering nares picked up the scent of death, and he gazed to those little mutilated birds, and he quickly made his way over, uneven claws clacking on the wooden floor.
He certainly wasn't a polite gentleman, either. He brushed past this voodoo woman, clawed hands reaching forward and grasping the featherless birds with each of his hands, bringing one of them to awaiting jaws and yellowed teeth, the beast salivating as he made a meal of three of those smaller birds. Not once did he glance to this voodoo woman, or even her bearded vulture, who seemed quite fussy over the fact that some stranger was chowing down on his sustenance. Saliva dribbled from those jaws, only making Bastion's behavior that much more repulsive.
It was only after he tucked one of the remaining two corpses under his arm, and finished making a meal of the first that he glanced up, wiping his jaws with his forearm as his one-eyed gaze turned to the voodoo woman, still not saying a word as he looked her over with caution, brow furrowing lightly.
"Who're you?" he asked with a rather harsh tone, staring to the stranger.
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