Post by Blade on Jan 12, 2005 21:49:38 GMT -5
The silence of the room was near deafening as Blade sat, crossed-legged and straight-backed on his simple mattress. His breathing was slow and steady - almost eerily so - and he stared straight forward at the opposite wall, eyes slightly glazed in his meditation. Things were rarely quiet around the Warehouse, especially not with the new bloodpack running around, and the Daywalker had learned to appreciate peace and quiet wherever and whenever he could get it.
Not that his mind was always a peaceful place. There was always that one, small section that had locked within it every memory of every kill he had ever made. The images of the dead and dying mingled with their screams of agony, and the gory images were always battling for control -
KA-BOOM!
The slightly muffled explosion jolted the Daywalker from his thoughts. He gave a low snarl, leaping to his feet and drawing his sword in one fluid motion. It took all of two seconds to come to the realization that the Warehouse was not under attack, and therefore, the explosion could have been caused by only one person. Swearing under his breath, Blade sheathed his katana as he prowled swiftly from the room.
“Scud...”<br>
Continued at: The Lab
Not that his mind was always a peaceful place. There was always that one, small section that had locked within it every memory of every kill he had ever made. The images of the dead and dying mingled with their screams of agony, and the gory images were always battling for control -
KA-BOOM!
The slightly muffled explosion jolted the Daywalker from his thoughts. He gave a low snarl, leaping to his feet and drawing his sword in one fluid motion. It took all of two seconds to come to the realization that the Warehouse was not under attack, and therefore, the explosion could have been caused by only one person. Swearing under his breath, Blade sheathed his katana as he prowled swiftly from the room.
“Scud...”<br>
Continued at: The Lab