Event Six.

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If you see this hairy creature Your first choice should always be to run Otherwise you had better hope You have silver bullets in a gun.

he full moon hangs brightly over the Town, hovering so low that it almost feels as though you could reach out and touch it. It should be comforting. But as the howl of wolves fills the air, it's anything but. There are werewolves on the prowl, and their target is very clear -- the Town won't be able to last without your help. Welcome to Awash's sixth event log, everyone! Further information on this event can be found here at the OOC post. You are welcome to start your own posts or logs for this event as well. If there are any questions, please ask them here. Thank you!

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[eusford]

[ Of course, shortly after the explanation, Crowley finds himself both bored and disinterested. He doesn't believe it be of any use for him, per say, and it's with a straight laced face that he decided to instead toss it back towards Noctis. ]

Nope~ It'll heal in time. [ A short pause, a sudden realization, Crowley's smile is all but friendly despite the usual pleasantries. ] In fact, I think I know of a faster way to at least make the wound close.

[ The sword in his hand rolls within his palm with ease, the blade pointing itself to the ground before he lifts it to cut right into his forearm. Severing the limb completely in one strike, straight through bone, a clean cut -- he doesn't even so much as flinch despite the immediate blood loss means he may have to drink in the near future. ] Don't freak out. [ It's stated calmly, his eyes reflecting his usual aloofness before he decides to sheath his blade and bend down to promptly pick his arm off from the ground. ] I do this all the time. Watch.

[ He at least considers whether or not he's positioned it correctly before jamming it back into place. Flesh on flesh -- there's a gut wrenching, wet sound that follows as the muscles tie together and connect. Taking little time to actually fall back into proper, working order. Almost as if he had never cut it off or had been bitten to begin with.

This is all going to come back and bite him in the ass. ]

And done. See? No need to worry.

[nascere]

What the f --

[ Noctis stares, wide-eyed as he watches Crowley pretty much cut his arm off and then fit it back again like nothing's happened. Even the wound looks like it's healed, and Noctis thinks he'll never forget the sickening wet sound of reconnecting tissue.

Holy Six.

Noctis stares at the arm, then at him, entirely not sure of what to think. ] Is that a -- vampire thing? All of you guys can do that? What do you mean you do this all the time? You get bitten and hurt all the time?

[ Crowley, are you a masochist............. ]

[eusford]

[ Crowley continues to roll his arm, ensuring that it's back in place until he's satisfied. During this time his expression remains relaxed and without a single trace or either pain or confusion when Noctis questions him. In fact he's becoming increasingly more familiar having to explain the basics of vampirism. ]

At least the ones in my world. Losing limbs isn't an entirely new concept, I've lost my head once or twice before...

[ Maybe. No. ]

The only bad part is that I'm thirsty now.

[ :) ]