11-19-2008, 01:44 AM
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cake:] 'cause all i ever had,
cakeThe fire seared the rabbit-meat as Bane wiped clean his balisong of the dead animal's blood and entrails. It was a blur, but he knew what he was doing. He flipped it closed once it was clean enough for his liking. The man was compulsive, but his hunger currently overrode most of his other urges, from the obsessive to the more primal ones that never really went away. The knife found its way into the pocket of his jeans, always within arms' reach. Food was almost ready. The surly male adjusted his makeshift spit to cook the other side of his prey. The smell would have driven him crazy if he hadn't learned long ago how to ignore the madness.cakeSomething hid on the edges of his subconscious; Bane could feel it before he could hear it, smell it, and lastly see it. It was always that way, a ghost in the peripheral vision of his mind, fading from the shadows into reality. Patiently the doctor waited, watching the rabbit as it cooked, finally adjusting his vision to the figure that stood through the fire in the distance. Her, he could see clearly, as obvious as the trees, the sky. She was a black wolf with green eyes, no ghost, this one. Alive and breathing. His food was ready. cake"What are you afraid of?" Gingerly the broad-shouldered werewolf reached out as he spoke, grasping the stick and pulling it from the ground. The scabs along his chest and right arm stretched despite the care he took. Later in the day, there would be more painkillers. He didn't necessarily need them. "Come sit with me, specter." Blue eyes focused wholly on the stranger, Bane took a bite of the meat, not waiting for it to cool. It burned his tongue, but he would barely notice. |