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Sinha
Feral and vampiric.
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The Abandoned Slums
a character in “The Multiverse”, originally authored by Moonscar, as played by Sennen
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So begins...
Sinha's Story
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But they would have to wait to find another poor fool, because what sped toward them was everything but.
A flash of skin and cloth could be seen- made out to be a woman, for sure- with a figure clad in black behind her. The woman skidded on the ground, most likely fully collapsing into one of the twins, before trying to run down the alleyway behind them.
A flash of skin and cloth could be seen- made out to be a woman, for sure- with a figure clad in black behind her. The woman skidded on the ground, most likely fully collapsing into one of the twins, before trying to run down the alleyway behind them.
She didn't listen. She looked back as they passed an alley, over at Harold, and, thinking that she was still passing the alley, took a sharp right-
Into a wall.
The woman fell to the ground, clutching the side of her face, whimpering, crying, breathing in gasps. She curled into a tight ball.
The slayer seemed to give up. She was nowhere to be found.
Into a wall.
The woman fell to the ground, clutching the side of her face, whimpering, crying, breathing in gasps. She curled into a tight ball.
The slayer seemed to give up. She was nowhere to be found.
The woman managed to lift her head to look at them both, and upon Harold's display of fangs...the woman hissed, baring a pretty pair of her own. She backed up toward the wall, looking from one vampire to the other.
She was so terribly hurt. Slashes and gunshots adorned her body. She bled, but she didn't even seem to notice. And it didn't smell like human blood. It was the smell of blood left out to dry for days and days. Old. Dead.
Black.
She was so terribly hurt. Slashes and gunshots adorned her body. She bled, but she didn't even seem to notice. And it didn't smell like human blood. It was the smell of blood left out to dry for days and days. Old. Dead.
Black.
The slayer should have caught up to them by now. Long ago, actually. But still, she hadn't.
The woman in front of them, however, was probably a concern. With every gasp for breath, with every beat of her heart, blood gushed from her wounds. She was fading, and quickly.
An undead girl. Dying.
The woman in front of them, however, was probably a concern. With every gasp for breath, with every beat of her heart, blood gushed from her wounds. She was fading, and quickly.
An undead girl. Dying.
The woman cringed, but she did not stop him. Perhaps she was too scared. Perhaps she was too weak. Maybe she no longer cared.
But these men were vampires, as well, and that had to mean something, right?
But these men were vampires, as well, and that had to mean something, right?
One of her hands came to rest on his shoulder, and she seemed to draw closer to him, not unlike a frightened child.
She wept in his arms as the pain settled in.
She wept in his arms as the pain settled in.
She was untrusting, but she had no other choice. Or did she?
Taking the Su...jamma...she poured it into her mouth. An interesting mix of flavors. Something that didn't turn disgusting in her mouth like every other drink.
Her eyes narrowed, and she gulped the rest of it down.
What was this?
It...it was...something else...
Taking the Su...jamma...she poured it into her mouth. An interesting mix of flavors. Something that didn't turn disgusting in her mouth like every other drink.
Her eyes narrowed, and she gulped the rest of it down.
What was this?
It...it was...something else...
She wiped her mouth, but licked the back of her hand for the juice that still lingered there. She closed her eyes, leaning to the side. It was blissful. But...she soon found...she wanted a little more.
But the scenes behind her lids suddenly had her forgetting. She recoiled, looking around.
"...where...where is...?"
But the scenes behind her lids suddenly had her forgetting. She recoiled, looking around.
"...where...where is...?"
The woman pointed up, then twirled her finger around. "This?" she asked. "Where...am...where am...I?"
Speaking. Now, that was strange. She bit her lip at herself, as if it was so unnatural. To speak.
Speaking. Now, that was strange. She bit her lip at herself, as if it was so unnatural. To speak.
Her hands clasped over her arms, and her eyes, still filled with fear, came to stare at the twins.
"Why? Why is that?" she asked them. "They hurt me. They wanted to hurt me more."
"Why? Why is that?" she asked them. "They hurt me. They wanted to hurt me more."
The woman closed her eyes, to see the images flash by them again. Of the last few days.
"No...nooo..." she said, shaking her head. "Humans...can...melt through walls? Humans could do that?"
Because that seemed confusing. Humans weren't supposed to be able to do that, were they?
"No...nooo..." she said, shaking her head. "Humans...can...melt through walls? Humans could do that?"
Because that seemed confusing. Humans weren't supposed to be able to do that, were they?
Warren Aulare was wandering aimlessly about when suddenly he smiled at the sky. For a moment he stood there and stared up into Terran Orbit. A satisfied nod and he turned on his heel with new direction. He thumbed at the die in his pocket as he made his way in to the city.
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