Prey (Open)

[Jyo]

Weak fools, all of them Thought the man as he lifted one of the four people that had been on the ground. His grey eyes bore into the man as a sick smile spread across his face.
"Well then, that wasn't as fun as I had anticipated. I wonder, can you think if something more entertaining to pass the time?" Rastal asked with a chuckle.

He had found the four drunk buddies walking home, and after month of inactivity, this was like someone dropping a bunch of puppies in a sack at his doorstep. Quickly stunning them with his weapon set at a wide dispersal, Rastal had then unleashed himself upon them. Now only two lived, and one was struggling in his grasp.

Rastal let his gaze drift to the man laying on the ground and he smile again seeing a resemblance to the man in his grasp and the lump on the ground.
"Family perhaps?" Rastal asked with a raised eyebrow.
"Maybe a brother." He added as he walked over and dragged his quarry along with him.

"You know, a body is such a frail thing." Rastal said as he held his hand palm out to face the man laying on the ground.
"For example, a small kinetic burst at the right spot..." He trailed off as an odd high-pitched noise sounded and an odd vibration was felt. The man's kneecap exploded as he screamed in agony.
"...And you can produce the most wonderful of sounds." he continued as he began to relish the expression on the face of the man in his grasp.

Rastal continued his little 'game' and when he left, the two brothers were barely alive. They hadn't seemed worth the effort to dispose of, and having disabled them so they could only share their pain and helplessness brought a warm sensation to the pit of Rastal's stomach
I've been inactive for a long time it seems. Well perhaps it is time for me to start extending my options for hunting grounds. The slums can only offer so much. He thought as a toothy grin appeared on his face while he walked bathed in the moonlight and the crimson stains of his prey

[cherry]

Cherry Compton walked through the empty streets of the Slums. it had been a long night of money scrounging and all Cherry wanted to do was get back to her apartment.

She sighed and stared into the moonlight. The streets were empty until Cherry saw someone up ahead. She ducked into an alley, hoping the person hadn't seen her. Maybe I can get some money from him... or her, Cherry thought to herself.

She climbed up to the roof and followed the man down the street. A strong wind blew and Cherry got a huge whiff of his blood. Cherry had to stop and close her eyes. Cherry covered her nose. She had just winged herself of of human blood.

Cherry stopped breathing and stopped her sense of smell. She quietly followed her prey, hoping he didn't hear her. But none of the people she robbed had heard her. She wasn't that worried.

[asdev]

Kushash, the giant Churrik, needed this stroll. Work was getting to him. Just earlier today he thought about ripping out the throat of the spoiled brat that he's hired to protect. But whatever. Another day, another few marks, he thought as he accidentally bumped into a man who seemed to have fun tonight judging by the blood on his clothing.

Of course, he didn't apologize. There was no need to. Kusash didn't know this man. He was unfazed by the bump and by the blood covered man. He merely kept walking.

[Jyo]

You know that odd feeling you get, like someone is watching you? Rastal had that feeling as he walked down the street. He couldn't tell from where, or who it was, but he could feel the eyes on him.

Before he could try and figure out who his observer was, he noticed a rather large being about to bump into him. Rastal turned his body so they simply brushed by each other and a look of impatient rage crossed his face.

Thrusting out his hand he would create a kinetic explosion in front of the one who had brushed against him. There would be no warning, no chance to realize what it was until it burst, but it wasn't going to harm him either.
"Fool, you should really watch yourself in this area." Rastal said with a chilly voice as he flicked a switch on his weapon to ready it for battle. A small feral smile appeared at the thought of taking this one down.

[cherry]

Cherry was startled when the man she was going to rob turned and held a weapon in his hands. Cherry stopped on the roof she was walking on and backed away from the edge closest to the street.

Cherry gulped. Maybe this wasn't such a good idea after all. Even though a weapon or gun couldn't kill her, it could harm her as a vampire.