grinanddie (grinanddie) wrote in x_2012, @ 2010-03-02 21:22:00 |
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Entry tags: | sabretooth |
Who: Sabretooth, OTA
What: Mall walking. (no, really)
When: Tuesday afternoon
Where: A large mall
Warnings: None yet
Creed had actually managed to lay quite low, and because of this almost all the heat was off him. This was a good thing, as the big cat was getting restless. He had decided to wander the mall during daylight hours, no one suspected a killer during the day, after all. His jaw was left unshaven and his log hair hung loose about his thick shoulders as he paced the mall, sampling the air as he moved. It was not the most exciting thing, but all the scents and sounds were enough to distract his feral brain.
All in all, Creed was having a good day. The need to be dominant over everything was not at the forefront, and the voices were not telling him he was lacking. Of course, that also meant bad news for Victor, it meant he was sane enough for the guilt and disgust for all his various crimes over the years could turn his stomach. In many ways, that made Creed more dangerous now than usual, thus his need to hide in the midst of humanity.
He drew in a deep breath, drinking in the scents of those around him, taking in the snippets of stories those scents told him. So many people and yet each scent, each step, each heartbeat was so vividly clear to the feral. A TV outside an electronics shop spouted something about the Sentinel Project as Creed tromped past it, scratching absently at his chest, through the shirt Sway had purchased for him. He could use more clothing, but there was not likely to be much of anything his size in a place like this. That was fine, shopping was not the point of being here today, the point was his futile attempt to distract himself from the animal he was.