Kaito (
itaito) wrote in
shamelesshookery2011-11-12 10:24 pm
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itp: complete werewolfy gratuity
[he knew, when he came to the city to pursue his singing career, that he'd be away from his pack. he'd thought, at the time, that it would be okay. he was the omega wolf in any case, and he'd been looking forward to the freedom.
(his own proclivities notwithstanding. that was a separate thing, somehow elusively different. he could ask to be beaten or bound, and find someone to oblige him. he'd never asked to be the omega.)
but it was lonelier than he'd expected, being the only wolf he knew here. being out from under the hierarchical bullying of his own pack was nice; the lack of anyone to run with or howl with or just curl up with in a furry heap on lazy nights was rather less so.
the ceaseless busyness of writing, recording, performing, and interviewing is enough to put it from his mind, sometimes. but sometimes not. and especially not during lulls in activity, when he has days free to himself, wide open and lonely.
he sits slumped on a park bench, disconsolately flipping pebbles into a fountain.]
(his own proclivities notwithstanding. that was a separate thing, somehow elusively different. he could ask to be beaten or bound, and find someone to oblige him. he'd never asked to be the omega.)
but it was lonelier than he'd expected, being the only wolf he knew here. being out from under the hierarchical bullying of his own pack was nice; the lack of anyone to run with or howl with or just curl up with in a furry heap on lazy nights was rather less so.
the ceaseless busyness of writing, recording, performing, and interviewing is enough to put it from his mind, sometimes. but sometimes not. and especially not during lulls in activity, when he has days free to himself, wide open and lonely.
he sits slumped on a park bench, disconsolately flipping pebbles into a fountain.]

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SPRINGING OUT OF THE BUSHES AT HIM 8D]
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running 8D]
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--or something else. all but skidding to a halt to sniff furiously at the ground. is that what I think it is?]
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...omg. omg omg YOU FOUND BACON 8D]
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whining eagerly]
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buuuuuut the prospect of WILD BOAR FOR DINNER is pretty appealing. so let's check this out. :9 following dat trail]
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—8D joining in the tracking efforts, wagging furiously]
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oh man dude we are in LUCK this trail is SO FRESH keep an ear out for bacon]
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he hears snuffling]
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he tests the wind, and starts very quietly to ease himself more downwind]
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grab the ear, he thinks. grab the ear and hold it until Kagamine can sink his fangs in and have his drink; then, while it's woozy, deliver the killing bite if necessary, and feast.
he glances briefly over his shoulder to make sure the other Kaito is there and ready to act, before going back to watching the boar. steady... wait for the right moment...
and there and he surges out of the ferns and has his jaws clamped on the boar's ear before it can run and get in here, huntbrother]
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he darts out of the greenery, still eerily silent and low to the ground, and hits the boar's neck with all the force of a loosed arrow.
there will be no slow, quiet death for this animal; it's as good as meat already, and he wants to drink in its life and the last beats of its heart now. a quick, vicious shake of his head rips its throat out entirely, and before it can realize what has happened to it—before too much of the blood can be wasted—he's sunk his teeth back into the wound.]
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it isn't until it shudders and breathes its last that he releases it, licking the last smears of blood from his chops before he looks expectantly at the other Kaito, his eyes fading back to blue.]
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...the liver does look good, though. while he's comfortably full, he's still not quite sated; an unfortunate consequence of his bad habit of underfeeding. he just doesn't feel comfortable with taking lives when hunting only for himself, and that puts a limit on how much he's willing to take.
this, though... this is a chance to completely stuff himself without shame— and while he's already taken all of the blood, well, there's a reason the liver and the heart were considered sources of life.
whining quietly in inquiry. share?]
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he wonders for a moment just how this will affect their standing relative to one another before deciding not to care, and gently lays the rest of the liver down in front of Kaito. after a moment's further thought, slightly reluctantly gives him the heart too.
... these kidneys are mine though 8)]
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...it's a pity he can only take the life from the organs by eating them, though; Kaito'd probably enjoy the taste more than he's capable of. oh well :9]
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