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Not in the moon's eye [active]

Character(s): Saïx and NiGHTS
Content: In the dark of the city, something not entirely friendly stirs
Setting: Somewhere
Time: Who can tell, with all the darkness?
Warnings: Potential violence

Ever since the former lord of the castle had been disposed, Saïx had been all but itching for a good fight. A chance to do as he had been born to do. To fight, to hunt, to know the 'joy' that came from tearing down an enemy with his own hands, his own blade. But the fight had been given the Larxene. Fitting, yes, but discomfiting. He could only silence the rage for so long once it had been awoken so thoroughly to the prospect. But he had been forced to, once it had seemed that this fight was not to be his.

Another outlet would need to be found, lest it tear free of its own accord.

The sudden plunging of the city into darkness... well, he could hardly claim to have known it would come, but it was certainly not something he intended to go to waste. Darkness called to darkness. And it would be hard to see just who he was in the darkness. Besides, he didn't need his eyes. His other senses would serve well enough in a time such as this.

Which only served to spur him forward into the darkened streets, yellow eyes half-lidded and cruel as he stalked through the streets, looking for a promising option. He had his intentions. Now he needed just one thing more. Someone to serve as the other half of the equation.

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Saïx, on the other hand, wasn't above leaving people with a few marks to show their narrow escapes. Wounds let you know that you had survived. Pain as well, for that matter. And he had no problem with a bit of violence.

Or more than a bit even. But for now he'd follow NiGHTS' lead, answering her roar with a gruff snarl. The snarl of an angry beast on a hunt, and certainly nothing that you would expect to hear coming out of his mouth, had it not been for the fact that it just had.

If NiGHTS knew the way Saïx felt about wounds, she would have grinned - that was how she thought about them, herself. From time to time, NiGHTS had allowed Visitors to escape - scars or no - and it had often gotten her into trouble with Wizeman. Come to think of it, that had been around the time NiGHTS had started to get bored.

"Not bad," NiGHTS told Saïx with a headbutt to the window frame, causing it to crack.

"I've had practice," Saïx answered, punctuating his comment with another slam against the door, cracking the frame ever so slightly. Added to the crack of the window frame it ought to add a level of desperation to whatever the hapless inhabitants were already feeling. There was no escape. Not from this nightmare.

Not yet.

Edited 2009-07-23 03:36 (UTC)

"I'm sure you have," replied NiGHTS, with another dark chuckle and another headbutt to the window frame to crack it again. A thought sprang to her, unbidden. This is the sort of thing I used to do with Reala. It was an uncomfortable thought, and NiGHTS shoved it from her mind. She wondered where he was and what he was doing.

Enough of that. There were dolls to frighten and laugh at.

Yes~, citizens to frighten indeed. Even if he would much rather have been targeting the non-native inhabitants of the city. But even the half-people of the city could scream, could feel terror. The closest he ever got to feeling those feelings himself.

However, his only answer to NiGHTS comment was another of those feral grins. Many had called him an animal for it, but tonight... tonight he didn't feel like either bringing it up or denying it.

NiGHTS didn't sense any Ideya at all coming from the citizens - a sure sign that all was neither right nor what it seemed. It was perhaps because of that distinct lack that NiGHTS didn't particularly feel any guilt for scaring them like this, but then again, she often played pranks or scared people in her home world. And, of course, there was the fact that she was just as likely to help someone as she was to trick them, depending on the mood she was in at that particular moment.

And crack went the window again, and NiGHTS decided to concentrate on the moment. Surely one night of slightly less-than-harmless fun couldn't hurt, now, could it?

Well of course there wasn't something right with the citizens of the place. In a world where people could and sometimes where pulled free of the place they stayed. A spot of permanence in a changing city. Surely it took a great deal to remain in a place so full of change and strangeness.

Whether it was some trick to their nature or something else, well... those were thoughts best left to other men. He would keep to this, as he rattled the door in it's frame once again.

One more go and he'd be through. And then they could see what could be found within the house itself.

NiGHTS never was one for patience. It took one more slam against the window frame (with the exception of her draconic form, she wasn't terribly strong), but she was in, changing from her catlike form to something much less familiar - and much more menacing. Her eyes glowed as she snarled at them with a grin.

"Hello," she purred, chuckling darkly at the way the creatures cowered, a poor imitation of terror on their faces. Oh, well. It was better than nothing.

Better than nothing indeed, and with one more shuddering crack, the door was down, broken off it's hinges by the force of it, golden eyes gleaming out of the dark. They were certainly giving their best, or what little of it they had.

"I do hope we aren't intruding," he continued, voice low and dangerous.

Edited 2009-07-24 19:25 (UTC)

To NiGHTS' surprise - she didn't particularly like staying indoors if she could help it (despite the city being under a large dome and therefore essentially always being indoors, in a sense - but that was a line of thought better suited for Owl), so she hadn't known - the candles in the room began to flicker and die as the darkness flooded into the house. Well, that was interesting - and it made the game that much easier.

She closed her eyes and rose into the air, flying silently over the room in order to murmur something at the back of one of the inhabitants, laughing at the way they screamed.

The dimming of the light caught Saïx unawares as well. He had been restlessly stalking through the lesser traveled parts of the city when the darkness had first rolled in and had seen no reason to return to where he had been staying.

But in the darkness it was easier to hide, the only indication that he was there at all the soft rustle of fabric and the slight brush of something soft past the feet of the citizens, prompting further screams and no few number of jumps.

Hm. It was a good thing NiGHTS didn't normally spend time indoors; she would have been annoyed that there wasn't any variety inside. Must everything in this city be the same? She made a mental note to go outside the city and explore the next time she felt like it. Maybe things would be more interesting out there. In fact, she found it rather odd that she hadn't done it yet.

The maren laughed again, light and happy for a moment before she remembered that oh, no, she was supposed to be a bad guy for a moment. Whoops. She supposed she was rusty. Luckily, the citizens had been frightened by it anyway.

Frightened indeed, but it wasn't enough. Fear was good, but there was something better. Something more interesting, something more worthwhile. Pain and fighting and the possibility of death. It would take far longer than he cared to spend to wear out the not-quite-rage on simple fear.

But the citizens were just as unsatisfactory to kill as they were to frigthen, Saïx turning towards where NiGHTS was with a look that only barely concealed his growing impatience for this.

"Shall we continue?"

Continue on to find other, better, targets.

NiGHTS, truth be told, was getting rather bored. She flew easily out of the building (there, that was better; there was hardly any room in there anyway) and grinned at Saïx. "I don't know," she told him. "I think I'd rather play a game." And what kind of game? Why, the sort of game where one demonstrated one's strengths, of course.

Besides, the Nightmaren had been wondering what this man would be like when he wasn't merely scaring people. It sounded more fun than what they were doing right now.

A game? Yes, that would do quite well indeed. Or at least his kind of game, the kind that was all teeth and claws and assorted other sharp implements. The kind of game that required an open space - or one more open than the building they'd been in until very recently.

"Did you have one in mind?"

"Hm~" NiGHTS chuckled. "Why don't you show me what you can do?" It was an old game, perhaps older than NiGHTS herself, but it had somehow never lost its charm over the millennia. Besides, it had been a good while since NiGHTS had had a friendly game like this.

"Does that sound fun to you?"

Did it sound fun? Of course it did, a grin spreading across his face, his own fangs finally showing themselves. He would be glad to show NiGHTS what he could do. Or as glad as he could ever be, at any rate.

"It does."

"Well, then," NiGHTS responded, a grin of her own on her face. "Where should we go for our game?" It'd have to be an open space of some sort, or at least somewhere roomy. One couldn't play a game of this type, after all, without drawing some form of attention - not that NiGHTS minded. Anyway, who could see them, in this darkness?

"Away from here."

The streets were wide enough for what he had in mind for the most part, but he would prefer something at least some distance away from where they just were. Not out any concern that they might be caught at the scene of the 'break in' but simply because he felt it was the best choice of action.

"But where would be a suitable place?"

Step, counterstep; question, answer. The dance before the true game, and as interesting as the same if done right.

"Maybe the park would be. Someone burned it badly recently, but it's wide enough to be used," came the response. Anyway, NiGHTS couldn't get out of the city, at the moment; there were thorns everywhere, and even NiGHTS' Paraloop couldn't get her through the thorns. Annoying, to be certain, but it wasn't something that bothered her at the moment, especially with an opponent in the works.

"That should do quite well."

Even if was slightly scorched it shouldn't matter. He couldn't entirely claim that it would have been unscathed after what he intended; that it had already suffered some amount of damage would only serve to hide what they might leave behind.

"Lead the way. I shall follow."

"All right!" NiGHTS laughed, cheerily doing as Saïx asked her. She'd normally had admonished him about being so bossy, as she definitely didn't like that sort of thing, but she was having so much fun she didn't particularly care about it. "Let's see if you can keep up," she told him, as she flew quickly towards the area. She'd been here for several months, now, and being a Nightmaren, she could find her way around easily, even in the darkness.

"Let's see indeed." He wasn't the fastest of the Organization, but he could still manage a decent turn of speed, loping along behind NiGHTS. It would have been far faster to simply teleport directly there, but that was a secret he would keep to himself for the time. It was easier that way.

For now.

It didn't take long for NiGHTS to reach the park - and she doubted that Saïx would be far behind. She grinned back at him, whirling idly overhead. "Well, then," the maren nearly purred, a soft yet dark smile on her face, "this should be fun, shouldn't it?" Nothing like a friendly match to drive away one's boredom, and it had been awhile since NiGHTS had been in a decent fight.

Not far behind at all, and looking for all the world like he'd been out for a leisurely walk. Maybe it was the darkness, maybe it wasn't. A friendly match would be wonderful ... although 'friendly' was a bit skewed by his logic, meaning mostly 'not trying to kill the other person'.

"It should indeed."

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