01 - Blizzard Samba

[selfgodded]

Who: Anant and OPEN
Where: Capricorn - Central Park at Night
Summary: Anant is sharpening their claws - literally - on the demon populace
Warnings: Violence obviously. I'll tone down on the gore, but I can get carried away, ahaha...

Anant had never really seen snow before. It was soft and powdery in some areas of the park, and they simply had to stop and kneel down in it, pushing their hands into the icy coldness and fluffing it up. Little snowflakes drifted down from the sky lazily as well, and Anant would be perfectly content to watch them, sitting in the snow all night if need be, utterly entranced.

But Anant had come here for a purpose, and that was For Exercise.

They were used to being in perpetual movement, in perpetual exercise, and being holed up in one city, bound inside the walls, they felt caged. They felt bottled up. They were unable to use up the power that purred inside of them, and It began to get snappish at them - so Anant went to use it up. The demon populace were allowed to be played with, so Anant chose them as their playmates.

Out in the snowy fields of Capricorn's park, you may see a masked figure wielding glowing, electrified golden gauntlets against a pack of Baihu. The snow had enticed the white furred tiger demons out into the open, and Anant quite enjoyed their lightning quick movements and bellowing roars. If Anant didn't like humans so much, powerful beasts like these would definitely be a close second!

Comments

[bondsofsuffering]

"Waaah, that does sound scary!" But he has at least brightened enough to start acting a little more like his usual "chipper" self. "Do you see people like that often?"

[selfgodded]

"No. It is a rare thing," Anant replied. They suddenly didn't seem so enthused - in fact they almost appeared despondent, their shoulders slumped and their head slightly bowed.

"Rare, rare, thing. I have only truly seen it once. It was awful. Horrible. I do not want to speak of it."

[bondsofsuffering]

"A traumatizing event, huh?" However, it doesn't look like he'll be able to get Anant to expand on that subject, so he'll let it drop. "Well, at any rate... I think I've had my share of excitement for the night." More than he'd wanted in the first place, really. "Are you planning to stay out here, even with your arm like that?" His eyes flicker to where the Baihu retreated.

[selfgodded]

"It is fine," Anant said flippantly, patting the wounded shoulder with their hand. There was a wet noise of compressed, sodden fabric, and their hand was smeared with blood when they pulled it away. Anant didn't seem to care.

"But I do believe that is enough exercise for me as well. I am hungry, so I shall get something to eat before resting."

[bondsofsuffering]

Yeeeeeeah that's actually really gross, but Hizumi refrains from commenting. "You still have the energy to eat after this? That's pretty impressive. I think I'm gonna crash the minute I walk in the door."

[selfgodded]

"Do you wish for me to accompany you home?" Anant offered, perking up a little. "It would be unfortunate if you passed out in the street!"

[bondsofsuffering]

"Haha! I didn't mean it that way!" He waves a hand by his face. "I'm tired, but I should be able to make it to my apartment no problem. After that, however..."

[selfgodded]

"I see, I see. Very well then."

Anant gave a jaunty little wave, hopping back a step before twirling around to face away from Hizumi. "Until we meet again! I do hope you feel better then."

[bondsofsuffering]

And Hizumi returns the wave, already setting off in the direction of his apartment. "...I hope so, too."