Muraki 7
Who: Muraki and Isabelle
When: March 1, shortly after sundown
Where: Espoir, somewhere relatively quiet
Style: Third
Warnings: Murder, gore, creepiness in general. Typical for Muraki, really
Status: Closed, but there'll be an open follow up
Ever since his last kill, he'd felt more tired than usual no matter how much he rested. Muraki wanted to write it off as just some random bug, and he'd done so until the urge to make himself stronger by taking another life rose up inside him once again. He couldn't deny it forever, even when it sounded far more comfortable to simply rest in his warm bed all night.
The clouds overhead blotted out the moon that usually kept him company when he worked; had he been a more superstitous type, he might have taken it as a sign not to work that night as the sun faded. Instead, he smiled since the lack of fading sunlight meant it would be harder to notice him. He didn't know yet what sort of weapon he'd use, but he'd use his hands if he couldn't find something before he found his victim.
When: March 1, shortly after sundown
Where: Espoir, somewhere relatively quiet
Style: Third
Warnings: Murder, gore, creepiness in general. Typical for Muraki, really
Status: Closed, but there'll be an open follow up
Ever since his last kill, he'd felt more tired than usual no matter how much he rested. Muraki wanted to write it off as just some random bug, and he'd done so until the urge to make himself stronger by taking another life rose up inside him once again. He couldn't deny it forever, even when it sounded far more comfortable to simply rest in his warm bed all night.
The clouds overhead blotted out the moon that usually kept him company when he worked; had he been a more superstitous type, he might have taken it as a sign not to work that night as the sun faded. Instead, he smiled since the lack of fading sunlight meant it would be harder to notice him. He didn't know yet what sort of weapon he'd use, but he'd use his hands if he couldn't find something before he found his victim.