Too many people thought of nights as scary, full of spooks and haunts that crawled out of the destruction around them to strike fear into their hearts. It was frankly amusing as fuck if you asked Neilos. This world was already full of horrible things and the majority of that was the very humans that still existed. They were often far worse to each other than anything else could be. It was literally a human eat human world out here! Or, okay, zombie eat human. But then again he was pretty sure more than one person had purposefully left a person outside the protections of these walls in order to get rid of them without actually having to deal with them. It wasn’t like that was unheard of and it was certainly not a bad way to do it. No one would go looking for someone lost outside the wall and everyone would just accept that they were dead. And the rest of the time? Well enough people were forced into quite a few shitty situations here in the slums to qualify as humans being worse to other humans. So the things people should fear were the very people walking around alongside them.
Maybe that was why Neilos didn’t really have the same fear of exploring this area at night that others did. Or maybe it was just that he was too used to it. He owned an establishment down here and ran it well. The Red Door was his and he owed his fealty to the Hearts branch of the Jaberwockies. That meant he dealt in flesh and paid his dues but it also meant he was well acquainted with the seedy side of things. And he thought he’d seen it all.
Until he walked past a darker than average, really that wasn’t saying a lot here when everything was dark, and a sight greeted him that was strange as fuck. Was that someone… sucking on another person’s neck? Yeah, he was pretty sure his eyes were showing him that exact thing but it seemed weird. It wasn’t like they were making out, no hickies going on here. He was used to seeing that shit and that didn’t quite look like this. This looked… more like the guy was trying to suck the life out of the other figure. Okay, so maybe he was just really bad at making out? That was possible. Some people didn’t know how to properly leave a lover with marks that would highlight just the kind of fun they had the night before.
Of course he was somewhat of a judgmental perfectionist on all these things after all. As portrayed by the way he dressed and held himself. His back was straight and his shoulders back, chin up just slightly with a sort of confident pride that suggested he knew his own worth and wasn’t afraid to throw his weight around, minimal as it literally was. Every blonde hair was perfectly straight and fell like a waterfall of silk down his back, not a single sign of frizz or flyaway in sight. Make-up applied with precision as well as flare! Deep red lips and smokey eyes creating a memorable appearance for sure. Plus the flowing black fabric of what amounted to a kimono styled garment was all perfectly pressed and without a wrinkle in sight.
He kept watching for a few silent seconds before he moved into the mouth of the alleyway, walking as quietly as he could towards the very strange and unusual scene before him.
Posted 01-28-2024, 04:27 PM
Spooky Scary... Infected V?
