Price James
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(I'll set the scene)
It was dark tonight, darker than it ever had been since all the others fell. Phu Phu was just doing his normal city check, trying to use the darkness of the night as some guise for his operrations. Then he heard something, it sounded like...a scream? A woman's, reconizable. It was...her's. But how!? She's dead, right? He felt his heart quicken, his breathing become shakier. The tugging on his mind was too great, he had to follow, and Follow he did.
The closer he got to the alleyway, the colder he felt the air got. There was a feeling of dread growing, but was completely overshadowed by his anticipation, would he see her again? How was this even possible? Would she remember him? When he arrived to the source of the noise he didnt see his fiance...what he saw was strange.
He saw a black cloaked figure, bathed in etherial darkness, they weren't touching the floor for what Phu Phu could see. He held a strange white orb in his hand. His skin was pale, unearthly so. The orb seemed to pulse as it let out another scream of his Fiance's. The figure chuckled and spoke in a soft soothing slighly male sounding voice. "Thank you Mrs. Umbra. He-" He stopped mid sentence once he sensed Phu Phu's presence. He slowly turned on his heel, then stared at him.
"It's a fine night isn't it, Mr. Umbra? Or do you prefer another name? Please let me know, I'd like to be civil with you." He bowed courtiously, his smile shining under his shrowd from the pale streetlights.
The light pollution rendered the nightsky starless, perfectly portraying the somber nature of this meeting. The passing of cars and barking of stray dogs were the only noises that disturbed the serenity. The figure was relaxed, his body language was as if he was greeting an old friend in a professional environment: poised, inviting, happy yet mature.
It was dark tonight, darker than it ever had been since all the others fell. Phu Phu was just doing his normal city check, trying to use the darkness of the night as some guise for his operrations. Then he heard something, it sounded like...a scream? A woman's, reconizable. It was...her's. But how!? She's dead, right? He felt his heart quicken, his breathing become shakier. The tugging on his mind was too great, he had to follow, and Follow he did.
The closer he got to the alleyway, the colder he felt the air got. There was a feeling of dread growing, but was completely overshadowed by his anticipation, would he see her again? How was this even possible? Would she remember him? When he arrived to the source of the noise he didnt see his fiance...what he saw was strange.
He saw a black cloaked figure, bathed in etherial darkness, they weren't touching the floor for what Phu Phu could see. He held a strange white orb in his hand. His skin was pale, unearthly so. The orb seemed to pulse as it let out another scream of his Fiance's. The figure chuckled and spoke in a soft soothing slighly male sounding voice. "Thank you Mrs. Umbra. He-" He stopped mid sentence once he sensed Phu Phu's presence. He slowly turned on his heel, then stared at him.
"It's a fine night isn't it, Mr. Umbra? Or do you prefer another name? Please let me know, I'd like to be civil with you." He bowed courtiously, his smile shining under his shrowd from the pale streetlights.
The light pollution rendered the nightsky starless, perfectly portraying the somber nature of this meeting. The passing of cars and barking of stray dogs were the only noises that disturbed the serenity. The figure was relaxed, his body language was as if he was greeting an old friend in a professional environment: poised, inviting, happy yet mature.