NINE.

[failhound]

• ACTION •

[Somewhere in the city, yet another individual is slowly going out of his mind -- or at least, that's what it feels like. What's a little different (or perhaps not so different) is that Nora knows this feeling.]

... thought I told you to shut up. Not gonna listen to you. Don't gotta listen to anybody here. Don't care what you're saying this time, get out. Get out!

[It's a continuous mutter, countering the insidious whisper in his head. The one telling him unfamiliar things in a familiar voice -- to devour everything because he can, to make them acknowledge his power--

... When yelling at it doesn't work, and tearing apart the first monster he comes across doesn't work, and getting the blood from mostly the monster on shattered rubble and windows still doesn't work--

That's when Nora goes looking for distractions. Fights are distractions -- but what he's currently doing is undoubtedly scoping out the opponent, flitting along semi-stealthily behind the unfortunate individual whose stream or gait or weapon or look (really, he doesn't care which it was) has caught his eye.]

[OOC: Have a Nora!stalker for your actionlogging convenience! You can feel free to discover him or wait until he attacks or something. ;) Up to you. As a side warning, a random ridingabicycle may drop in at some point in threads.]

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sob we're all the same

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Some challenge, getting skewered before I can even look at you. [And he needed Yue to defend him and he's never going to live that down, now]