Post by drystan de sauveterre on Mar 24, 2013 11:42:46 GMT -5
L E T T H E R A I N W A S H A W A Y
A L L T H E P A I N O F Y E S T E R D A Y
T E L L T H E W O R L D T H A T I M C O M I N G H O M E
Usually, human food never really held much appeal to him, although on this one day it did, for some reason. As he had lounged around the grounds of the school he felt something similar to a pang of hunger, and what resembled a craving - or what could have been described as that by humans. And this time it wasn't an urge to eat something that was just wandering past him on four legs or had wings either. Curious, he couldn't help but think to himself, a fox-like smirk crossing his features as he looked towards the school building that held the dining hall, a room where most of the students in the school ate their daily meals.
He stood up from where he'd been relaxing on a bench, two vibrant orange pointed ears erect on his head, one single similarly colored tail with a black splurge at the end drifting behind him. He then started making his way to the building, vanishing in mid-stride and then re-appearing seconds later right next to his destination in a cloud of black smoke, both kitsune traits vanished so he looked relatively human-like as he walked in. Into the dining hall he went, orange coloured eyes flicking back and forth in curiosity as he watched the various humans indulging in whatever it was they happened to have been eating at the time. Drystan actually found such an activity quite disgusting, but that was humans for you. Amusing, but just cannon fodder in the end. Creatures who only existed to die, so they might as well fatten themselves up while they had the chance.
Drystan chuckled himself, almost mockingly as he sat down at the Sournois table, at the edge and as far away from the rest of them as he could. Now what was there to eat... or drink, even. His eyes narrowed, iris's reduced to slits in an animalistic way as he looked down at the table and squinted. There was quite a lot laid before him, despite sitting in an isolated location, but not many things caught his interest of even smelled good to him. He snorted as he tenatively reached forwards and quickly snatched up a chicken leg from one of the plates before tearing into it. It would have to do. He wasn't used to cooked or western food, but it was worth it anyway, at least for the chance to see what this room was like, just to see.... As he bit into the chicken he turned and glanced around at his surroundings. All very interesting but still mediocre, no one he particularly knew either. He sneered to himself as he took another bite. Figures. He really hoped something more interesting would happen soon otherwise he'd have to start his own fun, and that was never a very good thing either.
notes ?! Sorry if it's rambly but here it is :3
words ?! 471
tagg ?! Mórrígan!
wearing ?! OUTFIT !
credit ?! REAL SLIM SHADY !? @ Caution 2.0
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