#autvia

I’m literally jealous right now.

cont. from here

   The discomfort wasn’t lost on Fran, it being present enough in the air for her to sense, even if she couldn’t comprehend it fully. His demeanor gave off all sorts of discomfort aside from his stance alone. Fran did her best to appear as genuinely caring as possible, sticking to her true natural of not wanting to harm others. 

Great, another mishap from that dull beast.

Raj was beginning to lose count of how many times Salamar had to come to him for help, and each time the task he had to carry out for her became considerably harder to cover up. He only had to wonder how she was able to stay hidden after all these years, since she seemed to leave trails wherever she went. Perhaps it was only because of Raj that she didn’t get caged up like an animal.

Not that she wasn’t an animal.

As he dashed around the street corner with his dark trenchcoat and hat, he eventually found her waiting at the edge of an alley, dressed in a long skirt and coat to conceal her monsterlike qualities.He only felt anger when he saw her, and once she made eye contact with him she could tell, and tensed up in his presence.

“You’re lucky I even agreed to helping you,” Raj signed angrily as he approached her, annoyed that he couldn’t use telepathy to speak with her as that would seem strange to outsiders. “If you keep acting so stupid like this one of these days I’ll leave you to deal with the angry mobs.”

“Stupid? Xansur, this isn’t an act of stupidity, I really did have a reason to screw up again,” Salamar argued, though not usually hurt my Raj’s string of insults, seemed to be worried that he would stop helping her. “I thought I heard someone coming, so I didn’t have time to clean up the evidence!”

Masquerade gave a long, frustrated sigh as she looked at the middle aged woman she had killed, dead on the ground in front of her. She hated this job. She actually didn't like killing that much, despite being a proxy of the Tall Man, she always felt incredibly guilty after it. She closed her eyes and inhaled in attempt to regain herself, and grabbed the arm of the corpse in front of her, making sure to tuck the hammer she used into the side of her shorts.

“This again”

She murmured quietly to herself, her voice low and surprisingly calm.

“Where should i-”

She paused, noticing a dark but promising alleyway. It seemed good. She dragged the body by its src,  and with some effort, pulled it inside the alleyway. She gave a quick smile when she realised it wasn't full of drunks or people in gangs. 

“Perfect”

She moved one of the garbage cans to the side, revealing the rather large dumpster behind. She gave a small grunt of effort as she shoved the body inside of it. Mission solved. She turned to leave, when she thought she heard something. 

~

 " MrrrrRROOOOOW " 

    Danielle croaked before descending straight onto the back of a rather unlucky traveler of the woods - claws buried deep into both the cloth and flesh of said being, holding on for what seemed like dear life. Moments later a hooded, petite boy or humanoid creature had climbed his way down from the tree his cat fell from, the front of his baggy, black pants scraping along the bark of it all the way. 

    Nervously, EJ turned to the stranger with a panicked expression hidden by his mask.