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MarinaNova NPCs (marinanova_npc) wrote in marinanova,
@ 2013-12-17 00:48:00

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250 - Fear Itself Mingle
[ Today is a day where most would be at risk of oversleeping.The dome lies dark like in the dead of night. The sun hasn’t risen today, streetlights casting a dull yellow glow and occasionally flickering out into nothing, only to spark back to life a moment later. There is no electric flicker from the kiosk. The Wardens are still. The wardens are silent.

The dome isn’t silent. There is a rustling of leaves, a snapping of twigs. Claws, scraping against concrete. The inhuman screech of an animal in peril, an animal hunting, an animal hunted. A screech that promises sharp claws and sharper teeth and blood.

The dome isn’t still either. There is something moving, thick as a shadow, tangible as a chill down your spine. Something that doesn’t belong here, something that snuck in when no one was looking. A boogeyman under the bed. A ghost in the closet. A will o’ the wisp, blinking in and out of existence under the flickering streetlights. Whatever it is it’s moving, leaving a trail of cold, dead fear wherever it passes. Something dark. A shadow so pitch black that it blots out the very lights in your heart, dragging your fears out screaming and kicking, reducing even the strongest, toughest man to a blubbering baby.

Perhaps best to stay in bed today, Marina. ]

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	cold_dry_pieces 2014-01-01 12:38 am UTC (link)
	[Straightening up, he flicks the blade off to one side to get the worst of the mess off it, but it's not like any part of him is neat by now.] I'll manage, [he says with a nod, rolling his shoulder. There's only a slight twinge of discomfort; nothing damaged, he thinks, just sore.] You? (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	hastohappen 2014-01-01 01:43 am UTC (link)
	Fine. [ Since he's only speaking in terms of physical injury, that's not untrue. He's not completely without wounds, but he also hasn't been incapacitated or eviscerated, so he's counting it as fine. Still on guard, he nods in the direction they were moving. ] I don't see any others. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	cold_dry_pieces 2014-01-01 01:54 am UTC (link)
	They'll come. [He grimaces, giving up and wiping the knife on his already-ruined jeans.] Too much noise. Let's go. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

hastohappen
2014-01-01 02:08 am UTC (link)

Of course they will.

[ Dexter does likewise, blood onto more blood - and he shudders at it, involuntary and violent. Somewhere beneath his conscious thoughts, that boy cries out, and he feels the anxious energy building up again. He wants to get back to the apartment, needs to get out of these clothes. To take a shower - at least one. He needs to do something.

He focuses, steadying himself, and starts moving. ]

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