http://unseenlmages.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] unseenlmages.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] damned_institute 2007-06-11 05:47 am (UTC)

No need? D saw much need, considering that he wasn't going to be leaving Aidou behind for any reason. It wasn't so much that he cared for Aidou--they had just met, after all--but the fact that they were both entirely inhuman. D had always been taught to respect those that were like himself, things humans might refer to as beasts or legends. And with that respect in play, he couldn't turn his back and run without ensuring Aidou would be alright as well.

Much to his surprise, Aidou wasn't the focus of the creature's wrath, despite having been shaken from the wall. Realizing the weapon was being pointed at himself instead, D dove from the wall, just quickly enough to avoid the lightning that arched over where he had been. He could feel the heat from the strange attack moments before hitting the ground, dropping to one knee to absorb the shock.

That was a dangerous weapon, but even more dangerous was the creature's apparent lack of logic when attacking. He had figured Aidou would be the more obvious target, but no. As if the creature had some vendetta against him. There was something perverse about this beast...

D stood, taking a step back. It felt human, but it was only a fleeting notion, like two substances combined into one with one overpowering the other. The dominating presence comforted D even less, though, which was an oddity in itself. Something worse than humans? It gave him a chill which he refused to visibly display.

D's gaze narrowed on the strange thing. This one violated nature by merely existing, judging by the strong sense of 'wrongness' that was wafting from it. Which made it difficult to simply turn his back on it and leave it to its own destructive devices.

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