(Chaeyoung)
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It was strange, the rain smelt rather sweet tonight. The chill that left goosebumps on my arms tickled and the steam the ally gave off indicated that there were warm bodies on the ground that have been split open.
"Pariska." I whispered to myself. A demon that always leaves their victim's bodies warm and coated with a venom that is produced by it's tail. The venom has a specific sweet sent, and is hotter than magma when it comes out. Once the venom touches it's prey, it cools to the point where the Pariska can cleave it's victim's open, readily cooked.
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I made my way down the hot ally, legs warmed by the bodies on the ground, arms chilled by the rain hitting them. I don't wear sleeves unless it is winter, my core body temperature would burn me up.
I wore a tight body conforming turtleneck top that cut off before the shoulders, with a set of belts going across my torso and around my waist, strapping my Hwando (Korean blade, comparable to a katana) to my back. I wore cargo pants that hugged my legs, another belt strapped around my thigh with a Joseon dagger sheathed to it. My military style boots were tied tightly, making sure there wouldn't be any useless space in my boots. My hair was tied low at the back of my head. If anything was too loose or baggy, there would be excessive noise and possibly get caught on things.
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I could hear the rain hit something with a more metallic thud... a door, a heavy one. I easily made my way around the trash in the ally, the rain painting a path for me. I used to hate it when it rains when I was a kid. It was sticky and made me uncomfortable because I struggled to locate anything when it rained. When my Kumiho (Fox spirit) blood woke up, it was like I could understand and differentiate what every noise the rain made on different surfaces that were laid at different angles.
That sweet smell got stronger and the heat emanated from the door I approached. "Looks like it's the right place." I reached into one of my many pockets and pulled out a pair of military grade gloves and slipped them on. I reached for the handle, hoping it was placed in the same spot all doors have them.
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I twisted the handle but it was stiff, probably caused by the venom, I put more will into it and the handle snapped off. "Well then..." I tossed the handle and stuck a couple of fingers into the hole where the handle was, I tested it with a few tugs, trying to measure how much of my strength I should put into it.
I placed a foot back and then heaved the door open with a loud CRACK.
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If the handle snapping off didn't clue him in that I was here, this sure would've. So much for stealth.
I slipped into door way, allowing the door to slam shut, causing an echo. A big echo. Shit. This was a huge open room, a huge room that felt like an enclosed sauna. He must've laid his venom everywhere. I checked my gloves to make sure they were on tight before slowly drawing my Hwando.
Now I may have a good chance here. If this were a smaller room it could've been completely coated in the venom, but since the echo indicated it was so spacious in here, he could've gotten lazy and left bare space. Meaning the ceiling hasn't been touched, so no need to worry about dripping on my skin. I just need to worry about staying on my feet if it comes to it.
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"Mmmm, you smell different." He had a voice like glass. It made me wince to hear, but made it easier to locate him... I just hope the bitch doesn't scream, that'll cause a hell of a head ache. He made exaggerated sniffing sounds, "You smell... like fire, like the forest, *sniff* you smell young and wild. I want to see what your flesh tastes like."
Honestly, if he fed on me, ironically I would cook him from the inside out, so he'd still die. But... I'd rather not get eaten. So let's just settle for his head and shoulders no longer being attached.
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I slowly made my way further into the room, making sure there was no wall behind me for him to use. He ran to my right, then to my left. He was circling me, but he was acting recklessly, his feet would hit the venom he has all over the floor, causing it to be 10 times easier to hear his steps. He was fast and he was an addict... after leaving a trail of bodies to this place it was obvious all he wanted was to consume flesh, not caring about what mess he made, and after successfully ravaging so many bodies he became careless and didn't waste anytime analyzing me besides my outer smell. He was also young seeing how he couldn't distinguish human from demon.
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Stopped moving suddenly, to my left, only five feet away. I didn't turn towards him, I stood in a weak posture with my Hwando angled towards the right instead. This causing me to look open and just, well, blind.
"Hmmm." He hummed, I acted to flinched to my left, trying my best to appear as useless as possible to make him become as reckless as possible. "I can't say I've ever tasted the eyes of a blind human before." I do admit that made me cringe a little to hear. He made slow lazy steps towards me and placed the tip of his finger on the end of my Hwando. I pulled back and made a useless swing, fully aware he'd side step it.
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He started to bark out in laughter. "Is this a joke? Some kind of trick? Is someone waiting outside after sending in some little blind girl as bait?" He asked these questions, fully aware the answer was no. He got close, whispering in my ear with his glass like voice, "I'm going to savor this." I turned my head, and did what I assumed was meet his eyes or his face in the least, "Sorry, can't say I can do the same."
It sounded like shock when he started, "Wha-"
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There was a loud smack sound as his head hit his venom on the floor, then a thud as his body followed. I sighed, knowing as much as I wish I could, I couldn't clean up the mess. I-uh, well I couldn't see the mess. I sheathed my Hwando and then crouched, slowly reaching my hand down, luckily finding his body like I hoped. I pulled a card out of one of my pockets and slipped it under his shirt before straightening back up.
I nodded, satisfied with my work for the night and took careful steps in the direction I remembered the door to be. Once I reached the door, I shoved it back open and walked out into the rainy night.
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