Post by Romeo Valencourt/Mark Williams on Apr 7, 2013 19:30:00 GMT -5
when the devil wants to dance with you ,
YOU BETTER SAY NEVER
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Blues eyes opened into the darkness. They looked around as the face they were on transformed into a sardonic smirk. He glared down at his clothes and automatically flung himself out of bed grabbing different, darker styled clothes from the bottom of the trunk. He didn't know why the other owner of the body didn't just throw them away.
His grin turned wolfish. Oh yes he did. That would seem suspicious. Odd. Weird. Plus, it would give him a reason to go out of camp. The other host couldn't have that. Not that he knew what happened during the times he wasn't in charge. He looked around their cabin. Almost everyone was asleep. There were a couple people who were fighting it, but they were paying no attention to him. Did they not pay attention to the other one?
He shrugged. Not really caring. He liked them not paying attention to him either. Made things easier. Way easier. He was able to get around camp without anyone stopping him and conversing. Not like many were out this late anyways. Dark seemed to seep in from every direction these days. He had no doubts that it had to do with Nyx. She did control that. Vaguely, he wondered what exactly she was up to. But he couldn't ponder on that today. So much to do. People to terrorize.
He slipped out of the cabin quietly. He had become a master at that. The first time, a couple people had woken up and shot him glares. No doubt asking the other when he woke up in the morning what he was doing up and about at night. He loved that first day. Realizing that he was there. That that had happened. That he had been born. He knew he had somehow been created by him. But he didn't know how to overcome him. How to override his morning switch. And oh so bad he wanted to. He relished the time he spent awake.
His eyes flicked up to the full moon which bathed the camp in a slight light. It was a beautiful sight. If you were into that kind of stuff. He gave a huff of annoyance as he saw a couple with their arms linked walking through the camp. Loved annoyed him. He would never find it. And he would be damn sure that he never did either. What's up with all the italicized words. Well he refused to call the other by his real name. Unless he was talking directly to him via the video logs they had been keeping every night.
His eyes went back to the couple and he snarled slightly when they looked towards him. Their eyes widened slightly and they both turned away again. Walking quickly in the other direction. He smirked at their reaction and continued walking.
It was eight fifteen p.m. and Mark Williams was awake.
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