Let me tell you about the night... (from_the_depths) wrote in haunted_roads, @ 2008-03-21 08:50:00 |
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Entry tags: | nikolaos |
Week Four: Sunday
When: Afternoon
Who: Nikolaos and Open
Where: Tropical Butterfly House at the pacific science center
Nikolaos was not a place that anyone would ever really guess him to willingly go. It was bright. It was cheerful. It was colorfully dressed up in fantasy themes of delight to appeal to the young children giggling about. It was everything that gave the hell demon means to sneer and yet he kept that light hearted smile near plastered to his lips. Most however, simply passed him by. A vaguely shadowed corner of the display keeping him out of the direct path of those bustling about with children to entertain. He very well could have sought to blend in, snatch up some child and tell them to play along. But that was more then was needed, for now simply out of sight and mind worked. But the moment curious looks from overly paranoid mothers began to glance his way, he’d have to…step up that ability to blend in of his.
Why was he enduring this menially form of torture? Because a contact was certain that here of all places Nikolaos would not attack or harm him. He was wrong of course, completely so in fact, but Nik wasn’t going to tell him that. Truth be told Nikolaos would kill any many or woman before a grand audience of law officers, children, and innocent hearts, should he have the need. It was in the informant’s best interest that he didn’t give Nikolaos that sort of need. A fact he’d been reminded of when this meeting was put into place.
Still despite the location Nik had shown early as he always did to such meetings. He found a place with easy sight of the entire room and of course his own guards were mixed among the fluttering butterflies and oh so happy humans. Did the little children realize that those gleaming red flecks in the shadows weren’t butterflies trying to hide but instead the great boogiemen that kept them buried under their bed sheets at night? How amusing it would be to simply have one of them jump out and scream. Such panic would ensue, such utter and complete chaos.
Tempting…but he had reason for being here beyond watching pathetic little humans become terrified and run about like little lemmings.
Arms were folded against his stomach, his back was to a wall and his eyes were quickly scanning over every face that came into the exhibit waiting for the man to show. A pair, both man and woman, but it was always the man that showed to give the information over. The woman apparently was far too “delicate” for the task. Why she thought the information game was for her then Nik had no idea. But she’d learn someday that she didn’t have the spine for it. Until then Nikolaos was going to take advantage of both what her and the man came to find.
A minute or two after the set time the man finally showed. Dashing into the room, already making a mother or two glance his way. Idiot. But even armatures could stumble onto rather interesting facts about certain demons. Quickly the man glanced around, spotting Nikolaos only when he let the shadows slide away slightly from his form.
The conversation was brief and to the point, something Nik always made a point of. Just as quickly as the man had stumbled in he was stumbling out. Nikolaos could only shake his head. With the man gone Nikolaos would wait another minute or two before leaving himself. Which meant he had to endure some child suddenly screeching and giggling, making inhuman noises at just the sight of a butterfly. It was grating to the nerves.