InsaneJournal

A Commonality of Purpose
Who: Jo-Nah and Emma Frost
What: Meeting up in the dining car, and dealing with a few birds.
Where: forward dining car
When: Wednesday night
Warnings/Ratings: Violence against birds...
Status: Closed and Ongoing

Jo-Nah was tired, annoyed, and growling as he walked through the dining car. He was stalking several of the damn birds, who were taunting him with the voices of people he had known and lost. So far, he had burned, smashed, torn apart, and frozen birds. The few that were left were not coming very close, and he smirked as he stalked toward them.

He had killed several of the wasps earlier, after they has tried to sting him. A switch to ultra-toughness had provided the ability to smash them in his hands, something they apparently had not expected. But then, they were bugs, and not smart. Jo-Nah didn't consider himself smart, but even he could figure out that things that smashed you were bad and to be kept away from.

He stretched as he kept his eyes on the birds he was aiming for. Sooner or later, either he would get tired of lazily stalking them and finishing them off, or they would make a stupid move and he would weed them out, one by one. Either way, for now, he was in no hurry, and ignoring the words and voices he heard, growling low under his breath. He'd stripped off his shirt somewhere along smashing insects, as they'd made a mess of it, royally.