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[huichen]

[[ooc; This post could possibly be considered triggering for its blatant abuse of animals, and general slight grossitude. He's... from a medieval setting. He's also a necromancer. Apologies.]]


[ There... appears to be a man in a very nicely tailored suit escorting a pair of goats towards the fountain. He ties them up nearby, leaving them to drink from it as they like as he rolls up his sleeves.

He then crouches down, loosening the simple cloth satchel from where he had tied it around his shoulders. He unfolds the cloth on the pavement, rummaging through the contents therein. Which are by and large knives. A rather impressive collection, really. (He is an assassin, mind you.)

Upon selecting one to his liking, he really doesn't hesitate much longer than that before slitting one goat's throat and pushing its head into the water, waiting until it stops thrashing. He does not flinch. The second is treated similarly. (No. He really gives no fucks about any reactions to this.)

He then sets about cleaning off his knife, humming something that is probably a prayer. (Ghost Dog this, great Ghost Dog that, the intellect of the afterlife, blah blah blah blah blah. Necromancer bullshit.)

When he is well and truly through, he parks himself comfortably on the edge of the now running-red fountain, sitting back and lifting his face to bask in the weak winter sunlight, with two limp and sodden corpses for company.]


[[ooc; I am in class currently, and can indulge for a bit. I may be back in the evening for tags. If not! Tomorrow.]]

Comments

[deadmanbusiness]

[The unexpected flush of power, minor as it was, causes Theo to stumble into a lamp post. It's hardly his most dignified moment but he really didn't expect a power dump. His head buzzed like he'd drank about three cups of espresso and then ate a half dozen Snickers bars.

He took a few drunken steps and started to go off in the direction where he felt the power came from. He wished he wasn't at all surprised to see Creeping Dust with the dead goats at his feet.]

Hello.

[huichen]

[His legs are extended out in front of him, ankles crossed. He lifts a hand to shield his eyes against the sun, as if he really doesn't recognize the voice. That same smile that's always on his face is not amiss.]

Greetings, Theodred.

[deadmanbusiness]

Creeping Dust.

[He nudged a goat corpse with a foot. On his shoulders Jasper and Jake stand up, their eyes glowing brightly and looking a lot less dead like.]

I didn't think you'd actually do it.

[huichen]

And why is that?

[He's a rather faithful beast, in the right circumstances.]

[deadmanbusiness]

I didn't know if you were being serious about it. People have joked about it enough.

[He'll be the first cult member that is devoted only to him, as opposed to his father and older brother as well, which is rather ... tempting.]

[huichen]

I find I prefer not to make a joke of my duties.

[This may not be strictly true at all times.]

[deadmanbusiness]

I didn't realize you were going to make it one of your duties.

[Well, it won't be second or third hand power, being funneled through his father and brother first.]

Our conversation, at leas to me, didn't seem to indicate you were taking the idea seriously.

[mortemscintilla]

[ ...It's the knives that catch his eye. Priorities. He has them. ]

Um...

What are you doing, sir?

[huichen]

[He doesn't open his eyes. Sup fellow assassin.]

Sunbathing.

[mortemscintilla]

[ Oh, y'know, Chillin. Killin. Etc. ]

And, er, what are the goats for?

[huichen]

A gift.

[NBD.]

[mortemscintilla]

I see. [ Totally nbd. ] Are you trying to contact the Deities with a sacrifice?

[huichen]

More or less.

[Not the Deities you're thinking of, but fuck you it's none of your business.]

[mortemscintilla]

Oh. [ Sigh. Randomness. City Problem#345 ] Well, good luck with that. Are you new here...?

video;

[brobeforehos]

Oh my god oh my god what the fuck?!

video;

[huichen]

Hello.

[ :) ]

video;

[brobeforehos]

[Nope. No. No - she's not making another comment. Cuts feed off and this has been the most interesting thread ever.]

[huichen]

[...Well. Then. He will be down to the library with flowers for her, tomorrow. Whether his intention is to troll or to apologize is unclear. His suit is clean and neat, although there's something about the way he carries himself which does not suggest a modern man. Perhaps it's the look in his eyes, he has seen so much in his nearly forty years.

His smile is the same as it always is.]

[indecent_butterfly]

[As long as he doesn't mind, and even if he does, someone is just going to sit on the fountain's edge watching as he works. Ne doesn't care one way or the other but there's nothing else going on at the moment. Besides the fact it's been a while since ne's actually see anyone perform a sacrifice.

What the heck they aren't nir goats and well...what are most animals for other than food and sacrifice?]

One is not so sure the local deities care much for animal sacrifices. [Not so true given Carla's trade, but otherwise they haven't.] Unless you are trying for a boon from another?

Or summoning a demon.

[huichen]

[Oh. Hm? He looks over idly. People are so nosy here. Don't they know a High Master preforming a ritual when they see one? NO QWE THEY DON'T.]

I do not make a habit of summoning demons.

[Because they are filthy and ignorant :)]

[indecent_butterfly]

[What he gets for performing it in the middle of town in broad daylight.]

And a good thing, you never know who you might get.

[Being a devil and not a demon, ne would agree.]

[huichen]

I am not so poor a summoner.

[What is modesty.]

[indecent_butterfly]

[What use does the Satan of Pride have with modesty or those so modest?]

Perhaps. Still those who come tend to do so on their own terms and not always those of the summoner.

[huichen]

This is true, and their own folly.

[Oh good, cause he's kind of an arrogant twat.]

Even fools hold some mastery over their fate.

[He says some because he belongs to one of those Eternal Story religions.]

[indecent_butterfly]

One does certainly hope so. Then again, there is only one master for this fool so...