Envy (gre3n_eyed) wrote in nevermore_logs, @ 2013-12-25 15:48:00 |
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Current mood: | amused |
Current music: | "Save Our Souls" by Blutengel |
Entry tags: | envy |
WHO: Envy
WHAT: Just spreading a little Christmas Cheer....Envy's way
WHEN: Christmas morning 2 a.m.
WHERE: Streets of NY/ Envy's hideaway
WARNINGS: Violence
While the bright lights and cheery faces could only keep Envy but so far out of reach, he blended into the crowd with the red and white Santa hat, whistling his version of Santa Claus Is Coming to Town as he traveled through the dark streets of China Town. He had some new inventory to collect.
He sees you when you're sleeping
He knows when you're awake
He knows if you've been bad or good...
His dark tune tapered off as he feasted his eyes on the prize. Young, thin, long black hair and youthful eyes. She looked as if she'd just landed in the city yesterday and didn't know a lick of English. He grinned with thin lips stepping inside the small video store, watching her from a distance as she checked her map in the decorative lights hanging down in the doorway. It was when her guard was down that he started to follow her, a dark shadow just hovering in the air. It was thick and unnerving, so she picked up her pace.
When the girl came to she scrambled to talk in words that no one could understand as Envy continued to whistle that disgustingly cheery tune. She was trembling, scared as he dragged her into a dark room of his 'asylum' that he'd taken over as his own. There was little to the room other than broken furniture and a mattress. By the headache she suffered she was sure that Envy had stuck her with something. Her arm was covered in his fingerprints and an injection mark. She curled up in the corner just as the door opened again but she had no energy to go lunging for him. She was slowly getting tired. He threw a blanket onto the floor and locked the door, stepping back. He looked at it with the cock of his head starting another inane Christmas tune and fixing his hat.
That was at least six girls now, more if that package from Russia ever decided to show up. He'd even paid for express delivery. They were late. Very, very late.