saerian (saerian) wrote in blood_red_sky, @ 2011-11-25 20:10:00 |
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Entry tags: | karrin murphy, saerian |
better now (open)
The Conduit had given him an incredible gift. Saerian knew that, and he also was not such an idiot as to not realize that it came with a catch.
That little extra, that 'surprise' that he'd been given...
Jack's body was human. It was destined to always be human, and would've been, even with Saerian inside, without the intervention of Wolfram and Hart.
Once he left the White Room, Saerian was pleased to realize his body was reverting back to what he considered to be his natural state, aside from his expansive, non-corporeal shape. He felt his teeth elongating, and he felt Jack's death when it happened, doubling him over and bringing him to his knees. He stayed there as the remainder of the town went berserk, shambling like zombies, wielding chain saws... he was easy to ignore, as a corpse. And once that was all over, he rose, almost invincible.
The playing field was now above level. He was, now, a stronger version of his child: a vampire with some mixture of demon. In his case, the demon would always be stronger. In Phaedra's, it was the opposite.
The first thing he needed to do was show Phaedra he was not done, not by any means.
So he found another victim, this time draining the woman of blood and leaving the puncture wounds before carving the symbol into her wrist. He left her in a heap in a supermarket parking lot and receded into the shadows, waiting to watch, waiting to see what this little bit of bait caught.