Thread: Lovely Night For A Stroll Characters: Widow & Creed Where: Starting on campus What: Nat takes Victor out on a walk When: Day 10, afternoon into evening Rating: PG-13
Go on a patrol. That's what she said. Creed knew there were a lot of pointless jobs assigned to people in this place - find the pods when they landed? Who gave a fuck about the new pods? It was just another mouth to feed - but he thought the patrols were the most ridiculous ones. Patrol. Patrol against what? The bugs? No, these little weaklings living on campus should be fortifying their home base, not spending the man hours walking down empty streets waiting for dark for the bugs to come out and look for food.
Newsflash, Creed thought to himself, if no one was in the street to be found by the bugs, they wouldn't have a bug problem! It wasn't rocket science! Creed was surprised he was the only one who saw this flaw in their pack mentality.
Actually - Creed ducked under a collapsed sign and paused to sniff the air once before turning down another avenue, following the scent of the red head - Actually, they weren't even comparable to a wolf pack. Herd, then. Yeah, herd fit much better. Herd of sheep like that guy Erik had said. And Creed was the wolf in sheep's clothing. That analogy sat well with Victor Creed and he grinned, sharp canines showing as he came around the corner where Nat was standing, waiting.