spark a fight in the dark

[clawhammer]

Who: Shin and Jongdae, Sylvia, Enkidu, and Hakuno
When: The night of the 5th
Where: Various
What: A lack of inhibitions means a spike in violence from a newly displaced and displeased man.
Warnings: Violence, serious injury, language, death.

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[itsjiaheng]

[ jongdae cleared out at the first sign that something was wrong. he isn't expecting to feel the awful, painful hunger pangs so soon after the last time and he's in the absolute worst place to start looking at people as a potential food source.

eventually he runs, although he has no idea where to go to avoid people. it's quieter where he ends up so he assumes he's safe for the moment and can take a few minutes to breathe and get his head on straight. what is with him?

unfortunately, his senses are more attuned to things than he realises and the awareness that there's someone close and that he should get away again hits him too late to stop himself. why would he want to stop anyway? this is clearly what he really wants, even if he's never admitted it to himself.

his face changes, growing more monstrous as he moves to attack with an inhuman speed. if he was more coordinated he might be considerably more dangerous, but he's just a desperate, starved creature. not even a full vampire — just a sickly imitation of one — lacking even the good sense to not try and attack someone almost a whole foot taller than him. but it's fine.. he's not even that picky. he'll settle for wherever he can manage to sink his fangs in. ]

[clawhammer]

[ Fingertips graze a ridged dark red mask shoved away into his pocket, hidden and kept secret, and it's like a jolt of electricity up his spine. Later he might be able to make the case that it's Jongdae who began the fight and without his influence – his attack – Shin wouldn't have been forced to act in self-defense. He could say his intentions were otherwise peaceful even if on the edge.

But in reality he makes the decision to kill the second he feels that mask, a moment before he even senses a presence behind himself.

His hand immediately drops from his chest to grab for the hammer hooked onto one of his belt loops, wrenching it free only an instant before he feels weight on his back. The nature of the attack isn't one he tries to guess – a bullet to the brain? a blade to the spine? he'd never get around to teeth to the throat, honestly – when what matters more is striking back and hopefully preventing it. Which is why the curved metal claws of that hammer are thrust back in an underhanded grip, on target to embed themselves into Jongdae's thigh unless he moves. ]

Do you have a fucking death wish?!

[itsjiaheng]

[ well.. jongdae could never say he didn't deserve it. as a matter of fact, he doesn't move, the desire for blood winning out over anything else. that makes the feeling of his fangs just grazing his target so much more frustrating as his grip gives out, certainly not oblivious to the moment when the metal claws find his leg.

when he hits the ground again, a fresh stab of pain makes him stumble against the wall and he presses his hand against the wound, coming away bloody. there's a moment or two when he sees it and comes back to himself, what's left of his humanity aware that the blood is his own. what is he doing? what is happening right now?!

it's only for an instant as shin gets only a low growl in answer to his question — jongdae's lingering humanity doesn't count for much in the face of things like lunar eclipses and rogue magic. he clearly has no concern for the danger, even now when he no longer has the element of surprise, lunging again with his fangs bared. not much at this point would deter him from trying to satisfy his needs.. ]