M - I'm ready for my Soul

Mars Bartholomew Russo · 01-06-2012, 04:19 PM

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ooc: Amy; backdated to the 3rd of January

He was slightly sore. His shoulder hurt, and yet he still carried that burden of a weapon with him, the bat with the nails protruding from the end of it. The weapon that had many victims fall because of it's dangerousness. At least he was the one whom remembered what had happened to his shoulder, a long slash that was shallow, but long, created by a blade that, if he would have been slower in reaction, he would have succumbed to having only one arm. That would not have been a good thing for any of the personalities, because all three of them were pretty handsy people.

The male had been lucky to be in control for as long as he had been though, it was rare for him to be able to get around for as long as he did without the disturbance of Mars Russo, the dominant personality within the body, in which Hurricane had met before, and Hurricane was starting to realize that he was not very much of the only one living in this body, which is why sometimes, he would not remember things that he did days ago, but he could remember things from months, weeks ago that he thought had happened only yesterday. The only way that the stupid being had figured this out was because he had not been able to find the same fire pits he would dig when he was burning bodies, and the fact that he would walk by the same bushes and not recognize them now that they were grown out, but he would smell his own scent from when he had marked it or whatever, he also would notice the blood gone and his scent mostly faded away. The regular places he traveled was now different, and he got lost easier.

This lead us to where we are at now. A wounded, wandering delusional wolfdog that had no clue how or where home was. It's not like home would want him in the condition he was, but now, it was almost like he was in limbo, where none of the actual personalities had been particularly awake, yet none of them were asleep. Each personality fought to be the dominant one, but when Hurricane had his bat, Mars and Bartholomew were quite scared that Hurricane would be a dickwad and ruin everything for everyone. So they backed off. They let Hurricane sit in the captian's chair for now, but soon, the beast would be usurped. Mars would make sure of it if Bartholomew did not. It was more likely that Mars would take action over Bartholomew, but Bart was also known for fucking over Hurricane as well.

All Hurricane knew was that he was bored and lost, and hungry none the less. Hunger was a new thing for Hurricane, he never really felt an actual hunger to eat something rather than a hunger to just kill things. He knew about going about getting food, for he would need to find something to eat first. That was the priority on his mind at the moment, and what he ate would be dependent of what stupid asshole was stupid enough to cross his path. What would it be like to actually eat a luperci rather than just rabbits and deer? Mars himself didn't know, and neither did Hurricane, but perhaps there was a first for everything.

Hurricane was no tracker, so he had to be lucky for someone to cross his path this day. He was not concerned about not finding someone because that, in these lands, was not an easy thing to do. Luperci bred like rabbits these days.Maybe if he was lucky enough he would get a yummy pup to eat.

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