05-27-2005, 11:03 AM
The cloak spilled up onto the stone path of some unknown alley like oil bubbling up from a resevior just beneath the surface. Pooling outward, ripples danced across it's surface as it finished pulling the last of itself up from beneath the ground. Yes. To be back in the sunlight again. That was why it had left. The hunger it felt would surely grow until it did something unthinkable unless it could distract itself properly, and basking in the warm glow of the sun's rays often distracted it more than it cared to admit.
But of course it couldn't just drag itself along the ground like some viper, lest villager and guard alike take notice and try to extinguish it's existance. No, it would have to once more form it's hollow effigy, hood and cloak once more forming from the mass of material that lay upon that alley floor. It pulled itself upwards to stand upright, the place where a head should be tilted forwards again as it gracefully floated to the mouth of the alley and back out onto village streets. Yes! Out from between huddled building it could feel the light embrace it. The tiniest spark of warmth trying to permeate the enternal chill to which it was bound. True, it had lost eyes and ears and skin, but it had been far to long since Kale or Strange had simply allowed it to move freely of it's own accord out amongst people. Allowed it to be part of the world instead of merely an observer.
The life energies of the townsfolk danced around it like a hundred playful fairies, moving to and fro, shining and dimming as their moods changed. Beneath and meters away it could still feel the lights of it's companions and those with whom they presently spoke, but it would not let it's attention linger on them to long as it's hunger started to fade and it's joy began to grow. Oh, the only thing that could have made things better would have been flesh and bone. A nose with which to smell the air. A tongue with which to taste. But it's companions had all been left behind in order for it to engage in it's current indungence. And Strange made it abundantly clear that bonding itself to another without permission would not under any circumstance be tolerated.
But.....Strange was not here was he?
Temptation swept over the cloak like a tsunami over a castle of sand, washing away inhibitions as if they were silly superstitions. It could bond itself to another rather easily if it tried, and so long as it remembered to, it could keep it's consiousness hidden from it's host. But who would play host in this town. Here and there children could be felt, but that just seemed inappropriate. Another young lady perhaps? Perhaps not as it would much rather spend the day outside than cooped up doing whatever chores this world possibly inflicted on it's women. A man then. But it would have to be one full of life, of energy. One who stood a fair chance of being outside for a good length of time. One who.....
It felt it.
The cloak felt the energy it was looking for. Male. Strong. And currently outside. Yes, it fit the description perfectly. And it felt so welcoming. So.....familiar. It wished it could turn invisible as it began to float more and more quickly down streets and around corners searching for it's quarry. The closer and closer it got, the smaller and smaller it became, until it was no larger than a child's cape and hood barreling towards it's target. It cut into an alley in an attempt to escape prying eyes and about halfway down said alley collapsed it's form even more, falling to the ground like some misshapen cloud only to contort into the snake like form it had assumed earlier.
Small and tight it made itself, about the size of a garden snake, as it went intangile again and cut through a series of buildings, a small dark shadow sliding across the floor as it bee-lined towards this light. So strong. So.....familiar. A part of it tried to recall when and where it had felt this light before, but temptation and desire overtook most of it's reason and drove it ever onward. It emerged from the last of the buildings and close to it's target, and without a moment's hesitation wrapped itself aroud the intended's ankle, hoping to bond with him and see the world as he saw it. Hear it as he heard it. Feel it as he felt it.
Of course, desire and temptation had blinded it to the obvious. The light was so familiar because it had seen and felt it not long after arriving on this earth. It had watched this light approach it's teammates through the eyes of another. It had feared this light for a moment as the thought of other's like it filled it's thoughts and thus the thoughts of it's host at the time.
The cloak had just made a mad dash to, and was now attempting to bond with......Hogun.
But of course it couldn't just drag itself along the ground like some viper, lest villager and guard alike take notice and try to extinguish it's existance. No, it would have to once more form it's hollow effigy, hood and cloak once more forming from the mass of material that lay upon that alley floor. It pulled itself upwards to stand upright, the place where a head should be tilted forwards again as it gracefully floated to the mouth of the alley and back out onto village streets. Yes! Out from between huddled building it could feel the light embrace it. The tiniest spark of warmth trying to permeate the enternal chill to which it was bound. True, it had lost eyes and ears and skin, but it had been far to long since Kale or Strange had simply allowed it to move freely of it's own accord out amongst people. Allowed it to be part of the world instead of merely an observer.
The life energies of the townsfolk danced around it like a hundred playful fairies, moving to and fro, shining and dimming as their moods changed. Beneath and meters away it could still feel the lights of it's companions and those with whom they presently spoke, but it would not let it's attention linger on them to long as it's hunger started to fade and it's joy began to grow. Oh, the only thing that could have made things better would have been flesh and bone. A nose with which to smell the air. A tongue with which to taste. But it's companions had all been left behind in order for it to engage in it's current indungence. And Strange made it abundantly clear that bonding itself to another without permission would not under any circumstance be tolerated.
But.....Strange was not here was he?
Temptation swept over the cloak like a tsunami over a castle of sand, washing away inhibitions as if they were silly superstitions. It could bond itself to another rather easily if it tried, and so long as it remembered to, it could keep it's consiousness hidden from it's host. But who would play host in this town. Here and there children could be felt, but that just seemed inappropriate. Another young lady perhaps? Perhaps not as it would much rather spend the day outside than cooped up doing whatever chores this world possibly inflicted on it's women. A man then. But it would have to be one full of life, of energy. One who stood a fair chance of being outside for a good length of time. One who.....
It felt it.
The cloak felt the energy it was looking for. Male. Strong. And currently outside. Yes, it fit the description perfectly. And it felt so welcoming. So.....familiar. It wished it could turn invisible as it began to float more and more quickly down streets and around corners searching for it's quarry. The closer and closer it got, the smaller and smaller it became, until it was no larger than a child's cape and hood barreling towards it's target. It cut into an alley in an attempt to escape prying eyes and about halfway down said alley collapsed it's form even more, falling to the ground like some misshapen cloud only to contort into the snake like form it had assumed earlier.
Small and tight it made itself, about the size of a garden snake, as it went intangile again and cut through a series of buildings, a small dark shadow sliding across the floor as it bee-lined towards this light. So strong. So.....familiar. A part of it tried to recall when and where it had felt this light before, but temptation and desire overtook most of it's reason and drove it ever onward. It emerged from the last of the buildings and close to it's target, and without a moment's hesitation wrapped itself aroud the intended's ankle, hoping to bond with him and see the world as he saw it. Hear it as he heard it. Feel it as he felt it.
Of course, desire and temptation had blinded it to the obvious. The light was so familiar because it had seen and felt it not long after arriving on this earth. It had watched this light approach it's teammates through the eyes of another. It had feared this light for a moment as the thought of other's like it filled it's thoughts and thus the thoughts of it's host at the time.
The cloak had just made a mad dash to, and was now attempting to bond with......Hogun.