Re: Axel: Eli & Mao
Predators recognized their own, Mao wouldn’t be fooled by any wide eyed innocence or nervous looks. He got up from the floor in a smooth, graceful movement. No wobbling on his skates, he had excellent balance.
“Ah… A moth, huh?” His eyes never left the man as he rolled a little closer. Mao was short, very short. He’d easily be mistaken for a kid if it weren’t for the very adult cynicism in his smile. “But you’ve skated before, yeah? And you’re going to, yeah? Otherwise people will think you’re a creep just watching. You know, a pervert.” He laughed, and when he did he exposed the way his eye teeth ended in sharpened points. Not the elegant needle tipped fangs of a vampire, but the thicker canines of an animal, meant for tearing.
“I think you should skate with me.” Not a question, yet not a command. Mao wanted to suss the guy out, find the reason for that smell. He hadn’t met anyone weird like himself since Aiden, and Aiden was practically a ghost or something, not like this guy. He knew Repose was full of crazy shit, everyone said so, but he never seemed able to ferret it out.