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[dragnar]

Whatever our ability might do, cannibalism in a pseudo-magical world is not a good idea.

[rickvoid]

Armok. No.

-Search his body for the money he has likely stolen from others.
-Sneak around until we can find somewhere to get clean, and get clean clothes.
-Get the fuck out of that alley! "Flee into the alley", great plan Anne!

*Edit*

Upon re-reading the the last story post, I submit this as well:

-Acquire a welding mask and leather smock from the Technomancers. Wear them.

That is all.

[Ochita]

JOHN DEFOE IS NOT PLEASED, THE TALL MAN WILL COME FOR YOU

[Silleh Boy]

You sheathed the machete once more, stepping back as you stared in horror at your handywork. You had reduced a man to little more than a mound of flesh that oozed blood from the multiple wounds that you had inflicted upon it. Those wounds were horrific, yet they were ones you could have survived. He however, was nothing like you, he was not an immortal who's body would knit together and replace missing appendages.

You could feel yourself salivating, you could feel your stomach rumbling.

You had always killed things that you planned to eat, you had always been told to exercise restraint in how often you sated your hunger. You knew that those that consumed more would physically change, though those changes were not often often permenant they could be made so. Most of the changes you had witnessed atrophied with time, having the one who had changed return to their normal self within a few weeks.

Assuming you could call any of the enlightened normal.

You stepped back again, mentally forcing yourself to view this body as anything but food, telling yourself that you had done something very stupid in entering the alley in the first place. All the more so in brutally butchering the person that had attacked you. You should have dealt a single injury at most, scared him off so he knew you meant business.

It was a little late for that now. You were drenched with blood and inchor, your dress was ruined and you were feeling hungry from the blood you had ingested. It was like a teaser, telling your body that there was food to come. You had to get out of here, you had to get some place safe, you had to find a new dress and you needed to find something to eat. You didn't care what order these things came in, as long as you got out of here before anyone saw you.

First you needed new clothing and to clean yourself off. This was a simple enough matter as you spied a skirt and top on a low hanging washing line, though you couldn't touch them just yet. Not until you had cleaned the blood from yourself.

The blood was easily dealt with too, as you washed it from yourself with the contents of a rain barrel. The water was unpleasently cold, and the entire experience embaressing when you realised you had to strip for it, but it did what was required. You set about mopping the water from yourself along with any traces of blood before you stole the other clothing, tossing your ruined dress over the body to conceal as you got the chance.

It wasn't an ideal solution, but you were clean enough now and clothed.

You ducked from the alley once it seemed clear enough, making your way along the lesser streets on the way to the main one that lead towards the Technomancers guild, mentally trying to drown out every whim that cropped up unbidden, every desire that you knew you shouldn't listen to.

As you reached the main street you could feel your stomach growl, you could feel the pangs of hunger reminding you that you hadn't eaten anything truly satisfying in weeks. Ever since you met Eurochkoles you had eaten normal food, with the one meal that you had eaten that had felt satisfying in any manner being the one that Red's wife had prepared. Maybe it was because what she had prepared was very fresh, that she used the juice from the meat to make gravy, that the vegetables were not week old things from a cellar.

The food you had been eating at the guild house left a lot to be desired.

It took all the mental strength you could muster to ignore those desires, though you still felt that maybe, just maybe you'd sneak out tonight for a real meal. For the time being though, you needed something to occupy yourself once you the guild house. Would you occupy yourself, or would you get into trouble was the question.

Spoiler: "Possessions" (click to show/hide)

Machete

Plain Blouse (White)
Plain Skirt (Deep Grey)
Plain Shoes (Brown)

[Ochita]

We would occupy ourselves with learning how to cook meals. It would at least be better than eating raw flesh

[Armok]

think about what we want to become, then try to find a food animal with those qualities, then try to get your hand on one of those.
qualities might include humanity, niceness, peacefulness, trickery...

You should find a fox to eat. head for the countryside.

[Ochita]

We are not going to become a ...it. Never.

[RAM]

Mutation for the win!

We are feeling desperate, get back to the safety of the technomancers, double-check our outfit so as not to draw too much attention, find an abandoned area related to food, maybe the kitchen if it isn't staffed constantly, eat something, cockroach, rat, doesn't matter, if you can't catch something easily, look for traps, they might use some sort of poison but it shouldn't be anything we can't sleep off, angst...

[dragnar]

Well, if we need meat we might as well make sure it's not corrupt... or human. Lets just ask for some meat(there has to be a kitchen somewhere around here) under the pretense of needing it to cook with. Then simply eat it raw instead.

[RAM]

It needs to have been recently alive, anything from storage will have been cured or something...

Actually, go back and eat the guy, if they have been eaten the authorities will blame it on monsters...

[Silleh Boy]

You hurried back toward the guild house, ignoring the urges that were threatening to overwhelm you as you told yourself you should raid the kitchens. You should try and make a meal that was appealing with what they had on hand, instead of submitting to the urge to go out hunting for food. You wondered just what they'd have, if it would be little more than stale bread and week old vegetables or if you'd find that they had a lot of variety and that they were just simply too inept to cook for themselves.

You were getting a lot of attention.

You could feel peoples attention on you as you self-consciously checked yourself to make sure there was no trace of blood on the clothing. You couldn't find any, that had you wonder why heads were turning, why so many men were looking your way. You moved your hands to your hair, checking that it wasn't all over the place, yet you found no hint that it was out of order. You couldn't figure it out, though as long as it wasn't going to get you into trouble you'd ignore it for the time being.

As you walked onwards you noticed a number of uniformed men on patrol with a mechanical man behind them, men that you almost failed to recognise as being police officers. Your heart started to race as you became paranoid, though you quickly relaxed as you told yourself that they couldn't possibly have been called out over what you had done. They simply didn't have that kind of response time.

Even so, you felt a little nervous as they headed your way, waving to you to get your attention, to get you to stop for them.

"Evenin' miss, just a standard check and all. Do you mind passing over the weapon you're carryin' so we can check it falls within legal boundries?" The officer asked, waiting patiently as he watched you unstrap it, passing the sheathed weapon over as he pulled out a tape measure. He almost disinterestedly measured the weapon as he spent more time looking at you than what he was doing.

"Is there a problem, officer?" you asked, as you watched him go to draw the weapon, bringing his attention back to you as he seemed to lose interest in it. Passing the weapon back your way he watched as you secured it on your back again.

"No, no problem here miss, though it is unusual to see a woman such as yourself carrying a weapon that straddles the boundries of permissable civilian weaponry. Do you know how to defend yourself adequately with that weapon?"

"I... Um..." You faltered, caught offguard by this question.

"I didn't think so. As appealing as a weapon of that size is, it might be an idea to trade it in for a smaller blade or a firearm. A smaller weapon is easier to handle with basic training, that would do more towards keeping you safe if you are accosted at night. Keep that in mind miss."

The officer was returning towards the patrol group, who had stopped multiple people for spot checks, while the mechanical man behind them turned in your direction, gears grinding as it raised its arm, its hand splitting in two, a long barrel sliding from it with a clunk.

"Enlightened Sighted, Initiating Engagement."

The mechanical man's unnatural voice boomed as it lowered its gun-arm, standing with its feet spread for stability as it loosed off round after round, the echoing boom of that weapon filling your ears as you stood frozen to the spot. Large casings were ejected from that gun-arm as the mechanical man fired it, the burning sensation of the rounds zipping past you in rapid succession making you shudder fearfully.

There was a thud behind you.

Then another.

"Miss, please do not turn around!" called one of the police officers as they hurried towards you, yet it was too late. That mechanical man hadn't hit you, that made you wonder if it had been aiming for you at not. You let out a scream for effect as you saw the damage caused by that mechanical man's weapon, though you were secretly delighted by this turn of events. There lay what remained of one of the Enlightened, his lower body writhing as his upper body lay there twitching. He had been blown in half by that things massive weapon, one of his arms was missing entirely, as was his head.

You turned back, shivering as you looked at the mechanical man carefully, watching as the gun retracted, as its hand swung back into place.

"Target Neutralised, Resuming Patrol."

Several of the officers were visibly shaken by this too, clearly having never seen a mechanical man do anything quite like this before. You could hear the murmers of unease, snatches of it betraying that this was a new model that they had been given to replace their old ones.

New model...

Was this the result of Eurochkoles gun development?

You feigned a cry of horror as you started to run, hurrying towards the guild house, running up the steps before you finally stopped at the door, catching your breath and composing yourself as you walked inside. The man at the reception desk stared at you as you walked in, prompting you to huff as you noticed this.

"Okay, everyone's staring at me today, what is wrong with my appearance?" You asked, while the man looked at you sheepishly.

"There's nothing wrong with it, you look very, well, pretty," the man stated as he almost stammered nervously. You shot him a dirty look.

"Are you saying that I do not normally?"

The man had more sense than Eurochkoles at least. He knew better than to open his mouth after saying such a thing. You knew he would take any chance to escape from this awkward moment that he could. "Do you know if they have anything fresh in the kitchens?" You asked, tilting your head slightly as you did so. "I'm hungry and i'm tired of eating preserved food that you people have cooked poorly," you added for clarity, while the man quickly checked the papers before him on the desk.

"Well, we got some fresh fish in this morning-"

That was all you needed to hear, they had fresh food in.

As you hurried towards the kitchens you wondered briefly if there was something specific you should look out for, or if you should even cook it. For what matter, what were you going to do once your immediate needs were tended to?

[RAM]

Eat raw fish, angst, accept that you are a monster, but try to keep a low profile...

[dragnar]

Eat the fish raw, then go back to the spot that enlightened was hit. If possible, eating anything left over there would probably be very helpful, and couldn't really make us more of a monster, since the flesh would be almost exactly as corrupted as ours.

Looks like they identify enlightened by sight, so we should be safe from them... also, that was probably another assassin they just stopped.

[RAM]

Could be sight, but they must have gotten pretty close first...

Oh, I would just like to voice my objection to eating an immortal with crazy regeneration powers. The Enlightened have probably already tried that with natural immortals and it presumably didn't work, and I do not want replicate that scene from Alien with a full-grown person bursting out of our stomach...

Although I must say, I find the idea of absorbing another enlightened's power intriguing, but Pride wil have already tried that too, unless that is how Pride kills other enlightened, it would make a certain amount of sense...

[Silleh Boy]

((

I do not want replicate that scene from Alien with a full-grown person bursting out of our stomach...

I choked on my coffee when I read this.
It's a pity I don't have an excuse to put a scene with that in the story.))