[ Blood... Now there's a lure. A moth to the flame. A shark in the water. A wolf on the brink of claiming the biggest prize in the wild. In contrast to Lucy, who'd taken a more defensive role in the night, Cloud held little remorse for the Yokai that threatened him. That dared to pile him, tear into him, soak his boots in traces of viscera. But they chose the wrong wolf to isolate. This lone wolf was a one-man army. Unhinged and bloodthirsty when pushed... So as he stalks and approaches...he only vaguely recognizes the woman set in a wheelchair. His eyes are bloodshot, flecks of gold and azure as he grips the handle of his Buster Sword tight.
He looses a feral growl, a worn yet heated sigh leaving him as he eyes up the wheelchair bound mermaid that warns him.
"Cloud?" ]
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[ She speaks. Sternly."Don't do this, you're not gonna like it."
And yet...he approaches nonetheless. Slowly, Buster Sword at his side with more instinctive intent. Yet as he gets closer...as he lays eyes on the woman whose face and striking red eyes... ]
Lu...cy...?
[ It's as if he's in a trance. As if one wrong move would set off that prey instinct of his. Somewhere deep within the back recesses of his mind, however... ]
Get- Hah- [ He's in there. Buried deep beneath the bloodlust and his wilder drive to clear his path of anything that stands in his way. To dominate whoever's in his way. ] Get...out of here...
[ Despite his words, Cloud raises his Buster Sword in both hands, poised and ready to strike. As if his feral state was at odds with his subconscious. He never wanted to hurt anyone. But Lucy? Nyuu? Between everyone he's assaulted and the debauched acts he's committed throughout these long, long nights...his sins only continue to mount. Unfortunately for Lucy, those were likely the last shreds of his humanity he could muster. So if she was going to knock some sense into him, as he suddenly lunges forward to bring his massive blade down upon what should be a sitting duck...
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He looses a feral growl, a worn yet heated sigh leaving him as he eyes up the wheelchair bound mermaid that warns him.
"Cloud?" ]
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[ She speaks. Sternly. "Don't do this, you're not gonna like it."
And yet...he approaches nonetheless. Slowly, Buster Sword at his side with more instinctive intent. Yet as he gets closer...as he lays eyes on the woman whose face and striking red eyes... ]
Lu...cy...?
[ It's as if he's in a trance. As if one wrong move would set off that prey instinct of his. Somewhere deep within the back recesses of his mind, however... ]
Get- Hah- [ He's in there. Buried deep beneath the bloodlust and his wilder drive to clear his path of anything that stands in his way. To dominate whoever's in his way. ] Get...out of here...
[ Despite his words, Cloud raises his Buster Sword in both hands, poised and ready to strike. As if his feral state was at odds with his subconscious. He never wanted to hurt anyone. But Lucy? Nyuu? Between everyone he's assaulted and the debauched acts he's committed throughout these long, long nights...his sins only continue to mount. Unfortunately for Lucy, those were likely the last shreds of his humanity he could muster. So if she was going to knock some sense into him, as he suddenly lunges forward to bring his massive blade down upon what should be a sitting duck...
Now might be a good time. ]