<div style="background-color:#101010; border:1px solid black; margin:10px 10px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px;"><img alt="" src="http://i.imgur.com/IjkT7Y7.png" style="float:right; padding:6px;"/><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #7b2424"><span style="font-size: 200%; line-height: 116%;"><span style="font-family: Pristina;"><span style="font-weight: bold">A M E R S H A M</span></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span style="color: #6b1f1f"><span style="font-size: 150%; line-height: 116%;"><span style="font-family: Pristina;"><span style="font-weight: bold">There's no earthly way of knowing which direction we are going.</span></span></span></span><span style="color: #101010">____________________</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="color: #d6d6d6">With a screech the train began to lumber forward slowly at first but picking up speed as it dashed into the blackness between stations. The metal behemoth rocked from side to side as it built up, unnoticed to those who were seated but jarring those few who remained on their feet, in that particular moment being only the concerned blonde woman and the man that had been subject to her concern all the while. Perhaps the woman and her companion were so concerned that they didn’t realize that there were no patrons in the second half of the car. Surely they saw people board through the doors, but if they did then they were gone now. At their feet, a body lay haphazardly strewn about the train floor with no noticeable assaults or abrasions and further than that, no noticeable signs of possessing a soul. A medium or necromancer would be able to pick up on this anomaly, but perhaps not the other that was occurring just a few feet away. <br/><br/>Behind the veil of the world, Something reeled. It saw as well as felt the unnatural peoples that descended on its dwelling and sought to anchor themselves into the events that it alone was privy to. Snarling from its perch the Something took stock of those vicious few who stuck out among the puerile meals which it reveled in. It saw their code, their akashic worthlessness. Nothing but pitiful scraps of animated fons. It was one though, that sat amongst them which was driving a nail deeper into the Something's head, causing it much discomfort. But that one was stronger than the rest or at least stuck out to its senses more clearly. There were those among them who seemed much weaker, easy prey indeed and it sought to strike at them first, as death often did.<br/><br/>It took one last sweep. There were two it could easily recognize the scent of for the stench of their active energies overtook it, and there were two who were bright. Bright, it decided, in that, they were endowed with similar energies but posed little threat. There were at least two who seemed easier to claim, perhaps to lead the stronger to its lair in order to better deal with the interlopers. However, there was one it could tell were different from the masses but radiated differently than it had ever seen. It had been touched in the same way that the corpse had been touched, and permeated the same sickly sweet aroma. This one, it decided, was tainted. Thusly, a decision was made in the Something's consciousness.<br/><br/>Perhaps a fraction of a moment before the event that was about to unfold, the spirit that had been communing with the necromancer dissipated into small, white wisps and faded away. Perhaps he would notice that this wasn’t willingly, but perhaps he wouldn’t. Either way, there was no hope for him at this point, even with the spirit’s help.<br/><br/>It was in a flurry that, behind the tainted male of the troupe, the Abberith would make itself known to them. Here it was all flurry of arms and a blustering squall of shadows. The man with the bright green things about his head, as it was he that had survived the same touch of death as the body on the floor, and it was him that it had chosen. The ghastly thing would surely draw the attention of those others in the car, though particularly those who have seen or communed with the dead. At first, those among even the Seekers who were not accustomed to such other worldly things would find themselves unable to acknowledge the thing, but, at least for the the ones nearest it, that wouldn't last long.<br/><br/>From beneath the quaking shadows four arms extended rapidly and they would encircle the man's shoulders and sides tightly, long fingers pressing into the skin beneath his clothes hard enough to bruise him. Its fingernails, like thin razors and would cut through the threads adorning him and into his flesh opening shallow wounds on his shoulders and abdomen. Twisting violently the Abberith would rapidly fling itself towards the front most door of the train car and another slew of arms would scramble forth from its mass in an effort to preempt a defense against the others in the car. The man in its grip would find himself thrown from its embrace and into the door of the train car with considerable force, though not enough to do any lasting damage but certainly enough to shock him. The Abberith would draw back one long, winding arm as the others dance in a flurry of movements, and bring it down for a final strike only to go through the door instead as its target hit the floor to avoid being struck.<br/><br/>The Abberith stayed between the Seekers and the man and they would have a second at most to react to it before its next move.</span></div></div><br/><div style="background-color:#101010; border:1px solid black; margin:10px 10px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px;"><ul><span style="color: #7b2424"><span style="font-weight: bold">Notes:</span></span> <span style="color: #d6d6d6">There will be one round of posting before my next GM post. A note on characters: Vivienne and Joshua are the ones the Abberith considers the strongest, as they have actively used their powers this entire time. The "bright" are who it considers harmlessly endowed, being Anna and Iris as they have not used their powers in its presence. The two that it thinks are the easiest to claim are Teo and Maia, as they have no obvious endowments that it can pick up on. The one it is attracted to is Francois, and that is the one it attacks as Francois has survived the same touch of death that killed Jamie.</span><br/><span style="color: #7b2424"><span style="font-weight: bold">Tags: <a href="//www.creativefreedomrpg.com/memberlist.php?mode=viewprofile&amp;u=100703">@Fearless Sissy</a></span></span></ul></div>