| Damien Thorn ( @ 2008-07-01 04:56:00 |
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| Entry tags: | damien thorn, fenrir greyback |
WHO: Damien and Fenrir
WHERE: Central Park
WHEN: After midnight
RATING: TBD (but likely R or higher)
STATUS: Incomplete
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Damien occasionally like to walk at night before turning in to his bedroom at the apartment. He liked the fresh air, the sights, the sounds.. the scents. Things had been going very well for him lately. He chose to go to a park tonight. So here he was, walking in Central Park. He had not been here before. Well, first time for everything, he supposed..
He had wandered into a wooded area, into a path that had led him to what felt like a forest. He had been in the woods before, back in Chicago. It was where he accidentally killed his cousin Mark when the boy refused to join him. Damien sighed, shaking his head at that memory. It wouldn't do any good to dwell on that part of the past.
Smiling to himself, he walked past another tree. But then.. he stopped in his tracks. He felt something. He felt that someone.. was close by. He usually knew when another body was in close proximity, but this was different. He could smell something unusual. It was a bit similar to his own scent.. and yet, it wasn't exactly like that. Ahhh, the perks of being part jackal.
He did not move, but stayed right where he was. He had a serious expression, knowing that whoever it was near him, was approaching from some direction. He was also a bit.. curious about who it could be, as he hadn't felt a presence of this type before. He mumbled quietly, in a matter-of-fact tone, "I know you're there."