There are seven musculatures, but only six heartbeats.
[ she makes no further explanation. she strides forward, through the doors, and into a pleasant bar. the scents are strong, but pleasant; the air is calming. a place to socialize. a place to speak with others.
one doesn't bother with any of that. she strides in, giving only a cursory look to the people sitting at stools and tables before her gaze alights on the bartender. she doesn't halt in her stride. she doesn't hesitate. she flips the rebar in her hand, aiming like a javelin- ]
Protect the others.
[ -and hurling it, so fast the metal whistles against the air, into and through the bartender's forehead.
what follows is a sensory blur, a nightmare on all sides. the bartender shrieks, a hideous noise no human could possibly hope to make; a few of the others in the bar yelp in confused panic, while a few others continue to sit and nurse their drinks. the skin on the man loosens and erupts, arms and eyes and claws tearing free as something runs from its old shell. and one leaps from the ground, pouncing towards the thing with an inhuman grace of her own. ]
no subject
[ she makes no further explanation. she strides forward, through the doors, and into a pleasant bar. the scents are strong, but pleasant; the air is calming. a place to socialize. a place to speak with others.
one doesn't bother with any of that. she strides in, giving only a cursory look to the people sitting at stools and tables before her gaze alights on the bartender. she doesn't halt in her stride. she doesn't hesitate. she flips the rebar in her hand, aiming like a javelin- ]
Protect the others.
[ -and hurling it, so fast the metal whistles against the air, into and through the bartender's forehead.
what follows is a sensory blur, a nightmare on all sides. the bartender shrieks, a hideous noise no human could possibly hope to make; a few of the others in the bar yelp in confused panic, while a few others continue to sit and nurse their drinks. the skin on the man loosens and erupts, arms and eyes and claws tearing free as something runs from its old shell. and one leaps from the ground, pouncing towards the thing with an inhuman grace of her own. ]