Calming himself of any trace of giddiness he focused on expelling the overwhelming feeling. inebriated and attempting to focus wasn't exactly a good combination. Especially when that inebriation was nothing more than a humble blood lust. But just as he expected he succeeded! Watching his paws slowly unraveling into nothingness he smiled wildly. Taking special care to keep focus and watch the cloak fall over his entire form.


"Speech"

"Thought"

Waltzing through and around various clusters of crystals he mused to himself. Grinning widely at his new found bag of tricks. The prey would be easy to pick off, one by one. Easy to shove each delectable morsel down his gullet like some kind of wild buffet. Oh but how silly of him to think of using it only for such simple one minded 'lesser' hunting. Such a think after all was mere child's play!

Shuffling his feet in silence he glanced around, crawling to the top of a large quartz crystal to gain a better vantage point.

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"Thought"

Upon reaching the top of the peculiar quartz cluster he could only lick his chops at the sight below. Two rats sitting gaily beside one another, not a care in the world. Oh skip the buffet this was fast food with the comfort of home delivery! Crawling down from his quartz 'tower' he slowly waltzed over. Taking care not to be loud, but to move faster than his average stalk. He needed the practice after all if he was going to put this trick to good use.


"Speech"

"Thought"

He stood behind them, just three feet back. Inhaling deeply he prepared himself. Now don't get Vicktor wrong, chomping down on fresh flesh was good and all. The succulent taste of crimson iron on his tongue was to die' for! But he wanted to see how far he could push this invisibility. Could he successfully push off other spells while maintaining focus? Would the fire ignite more than his skull? Well what better way than to test it all out than by bringing your own BBQ to the essential neighborhood buffet?

Except when he called upon his molten fire, nothing rose to the challenge. How disappointing...

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"Thought"

Vicktor's temper was beginning to flare, sure this was fun but he wanted results! Sure it took time to master a skill but that was no excuse for failure on his part! He had standards! And nothing would get in the way of his all you can eat buffet!

Rising tensions he could feel his pelt bristle upward. That familiar electrifying pulse surging through him with enthusiasm for the kill, oh how thrilling! One spark, two spark; three! The bolt shot from his hide and into one of the rats. Such force of the charge led to such an event of it to simply burst! Viscera scattering across the floor and the neighboring rat who seemed to be in shock. Legs flailing in a pitiful attempt to gain traction and escape. Yet it didn't seem like it quite understood what had happened? Still attempting to locate its beloved friend through all this mess before it was too late.

Such a pity...


"Speech"

"Thought"

A smile across his lips he approached the hysteric rat who's heart seemed as if it was damn near ready to give out! It was such a small pathetic thing. Surely frozen by the unknown. Now Vicktor was a fair player when it came to all matters of games. So he was sure ready to give this little morsel a fair lead! Leaping forward he heavily hit the ground, nearly stunning the rat before it surprisingly hesitantly bolted. How did it expect to stay out of the grasp of something it couldn't see? Well that was it's problem.


"Speech"

"Thought"

Away ran the rat, with Vicktor hot on its trail. All the while he made sure to take extra care in keeping note of where the alluring pile of rat viscera was. He would return to lap up that tasty mess up after all, it was common courtesy to clean up after yourself. Even if it was an all you can eat buffet. Each turn Vicktor couldn't help but let out a chuckle, this reminded him of his old games with lizards back in Cetus. Never mind the endgame was much more sinister now. Though through all this excitement a fire within his being ignited. Hot a hungry it crawling through his jaws. Flames licking his lips and expelling a harsh light though his eyes.

The rat in such a panic at the new turn of events doubled back, abruptly stopping to run straight into Vicktor. Though that didn't last long. With a 'gentle' swat he had sent the lesser gembound flying towards where they originally came.


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"Thought"

Watching the flailing rat fly through the air brought back memories of his earlier hunts as a small cub. Attempting to catch pesky lizards that kept leaping from bush to bush. He couldn't catch those lizards back then. Perhaps now would be different...

Building up speed Vicktor attempted to catch up to the soaring rat. Leaping into the air to trap it within the confines of his jaws. Only it practically slipped right through! Well, guess that was a failure. Landing a little too harder than what he had liked Vicktor glanced upwards again. Watching the rat simply plummet across a crystal cluster, releasing a panicked shriek upon impact.


"Speech"

"Thought"

It was dead silent now, waltzing over to the area of presumed impact it was clear the rat had died. Possibly dying upon impact, quick and painless. Granted it was scared out of its mind, but it was a swift death. Something worthy for a snack in his eyes. Inhaling deeply he had dropped the camouflage and soothed the fire raging inside. Vicious flames slowly dying as soon the orange glow came to a smoky stop. He took just a few moment to locate the rat. Lifting it up in his jaws and making way to that noted viscera rich location.


"Speech"

"Thought"

A lovely sight to see such rich succulent chunks of flesh thrown about haphazardly. Granted some were rather charred by the electricity but it added a bit a flair to the flavor! Dropping the rat from his jaws he first focused on the viscera, picking and lapping up each bit that wasn't localized in a easy to snack pile. This took longer than he would care to admit, getting lost in the tantalizing tang of fresh ichor.

With great enthusiasm he sat down, focusing entirely on the mass of a assorted bits first and foremost. This treat didn't last long, but he certainly drew it out. Licking the very ground being sure not to waste so much as a drop of the vital essence. Eyes half closed and slightly buzzed by the humming deep within his psyche he simply snapped up the other rat. Laying it flat in his jaws before slowly closing it with such increasing force for it to simply pop! Spilling the ichor straight down his gullet, daring not to spill a drop elsewhere for it would be a waste!

After a well done practice session and 'small' hunt in the local buffet he was satisfied for now. Having devoured any and all souls he came across it was time for a well deserved nap. Stretching outward he yawned, flashing those prized teeth with pride. Licking his lips he simply rolled to his side with a lazy sigh. Shutting his heavy eyes and welcoming that soothing embrace.

[exit]


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