[ It really just feels like a normal night out on the town for Wise — at least, up until he turns the corner down a darker alley, and then all the hair on the back of his neck seems to prickle.
He probably wouldn't notice that he was being stalked if not for the fact that he knows he's being stalked. After all, it's what he agreed to do, with Lycaon, tonight. He turns around and looks over his shoulder to see if he can catch a glimpse of the Thiren, but no, there's nothing but the empty city streets behind him, and a paper bag cartwheeling across the asphalt on the breeze.
it's a funny feeling. He knows he's being followed, consensually if nothing else, and yet — the unease. The sense of fear. They do set in. It can be frightening, to be a beautiful young man all alone in the darkness. It can be frightening, to be someone's prey.
But: no. This is still too close to the heart of Sixth Street to be the appropriate place to strike. This part of town is just too open; there's too much of a risk of being caught.
Like all hunters, Lycaon will have to wait.
Wise takes Lycaon down a few blocks. Past a long freeway, through to a different neighborhood. The gates of the Angelus beckon him inward. Things have already been arranged for him, and he slides through the defunct hotel's still-working security without much fuss. (Rina helped, though she wasn't told much more than that Wise and Lycaon needed the building for a meeting, and she's well-trained enough not to ask.)
How does he look, from behind? So slender; so weak; so friendless and alone. His scent: rich and woodsy, beneath the sweeter smell of soap and shampoo. Peach blossoms. He has a taste for surprisingly appetizing fragrances.
The hotel has sat in darkness for years, though tonight it's dimly lit. (Mood lighting and cleaning courtesy of Rina, of course.) He makes his way over to the receptionist's desk; a key card has been set out for him. Wordlessly, he picks it up.
A sound from behind him startles him. Reflexively, though on some level he knows it's just Lycaon, he turns to look — because what if it's not just Lycaon? What if it's some other beast in the night? ]
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He probably wouldn't notice that he was being stalked if not for the fact that he knows he's being stalked. After all, it's what he agreed to do, with Lycaon, tonight. He turns around and looks over his shoulder to see if he can catch a glimpse of the Thiren, but no, there's nothing but the empty city streets behind him, and a paper bag cartwheeling across the asphalt on the breeze.
it's a funny feeling. He knows he's being followed, consensually if nothing else, and yet — the unease. The sense of fear. They do set in. It can be frightening, to be a beautiful young man all alone in the darkness. It can be frightening, to be someone's prey.
But: no. This is still too close to the heart of Sixth Street to be the appropriate place to strike. This part of town is just too open; there's too much of a risk of being caught.
Like all hunters, Lycaon will have to wait.
Wise takes Lycaon down a few blocks. Past a long freeway, through to a different neighborhood. The gates of the Angelus beckon him inward. Things have already been arranged for him, and he slides through the defunct hotel's still-working security without much fuss. (Rina helped, though she wasn't told much more than that Wise and Lycaon needed the building for a meeting, and she's well-trained enough not to ask.)
How does he look, from behind? So slender; so weak; so friendless and alone. His scent: rich and woodsy, beneath the sweeter smell of soap and shampoo. Peach blossoms. He has a taste for surprisingly appetizing fragrances.
The hotel has sat in darkness for years, though tonight it's dimly lit. (Mood lighting and cleaning courtesy of Rina, of course.) He makes his way over to the receptionist's desk; a key card has been set out for him. Wordlessly, he picks it up.
A sound from behind him startles him. Reflexively, though on some level he knows it's just Lycaon, he turns to look — because what if it's not just Lycaon? What if it's some other beast in the night? ]