|Re: KTC's Whacky Short Stories|
Subject: Re: KTC's Whacky Short Stories
by KTC on 2009/6/21 3:39:28
It's nighttime and the city's night owls are lurking the corners. I watch them from above just waiting to see which delectable pig I should devour for dinner. At first I think I found a good one, but a second later I smell his stench and he reeks of alcohol. Not a good combination. The second is a woman, but the light sheen of sweat on her skin and the fevered look in her eyes suggest sickness. That's another human down.
A little runt wanders away from his parents and I consider him for a moment before dismissing the piglet. He wouldn't even make a decent appetizer.
Just when I decide to visit another section of this hunting area, I see a very nice specimen of a woman. Purple hair tied in a braid, a pretty face, a solid build suggesting prime blood, and an aura screaming magic. Her companion though is utterly unappetizing. Small, green headed boy with a loud mouth. Its a wonder he survived puberty with such a large ego. I dismiss him completely.
The girl however intrigues me. I debate over whether I should feed on her and decide not to. Magic blood taste good, but freely given magic blood taste even better. No, I shall watch this one for a while and see where it leads. Until than, I must find lesser prey to hunt. I give my little blackbird one last look before disappearing into the night. The game is only just beginning.
eh, some pre t/r musings.