Ringmaster (hardshelled) wrote in cirque_rp, @ 2017-12-01 23:36:00 |
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The second day of the hunt had not saw to lowering the Djinn's energy level any. In fact, he had given into the whip of his smokeless fire and started dragging the magic out of employees or patrons alike without care. Management did not know what they had started, how he had started to gain the darkness back and regain strength not given by them. Skin cracked and blackened even as the invisible chains attempted to tighten the shell into place. Singed ground and flaming footsteps trailed behind the Djinn in his quest to take on more power. His little battery on the lookout but not being given the satisfaction of the find as the demon had been given. Kennet tore the excess out of the gluttonous succubus in the most painful way, but that had not stopped the creature only made it hungrier. Stepping up behind a hiding human, he looked down cooling at it as it cowered against Aria's trailer. A small smile tinted Kennet's lips made vicious beyond the cracks glowing with his internal fire. "How quaint. It must have been difficult managing to pass the entire circus to get here. I have no doubt. A few gifts that you too are unaware of, as humans ignore themselves so easily." Kennet leaned down over the person's smaller form. "How terrible it must be to know your gifts mean nothing in the presence of even our lesser employees." Fire licked out of his mouth as he spoke. Grabbing the person, Kennet picked them up. "I can help with that." Fire spun around the Djinn, the temperature raising and the rush of desert spice filling the air. |