[Fifth]

[midgardserpent]

[It's been two months and Jormungandr's patience has run out. The drones in his house have gotten on his very last nerve, and combined with all the anger and frustration that he's been building up over the town, his being brought there, the pointlessness of it all... well he's just had enough.

So bright and early this morning, he kills all the drones in his house. He knows it won't last, he's been told that death doesn't last here, but it helps. Relieves tension, as it were.

Anyone walking down Hastings Boulevard this morning will probably see Jormungandr. With blood on his clothes. Yup. He looks completely unperturbed by it.

By around midday he's managed to clean most of it off, but he's still walking around town with... strange red stains on his clothes and hands. Oh dear.

Dare you approach?]

Comments

[brotherseyes.livejournal.com]

[When Nina sets eyes on Jormungandr, she pales and her eyes go wide, before her pupils narrow in dislike and anger. He's covered in blood, and it can't all be his.

Her voice, when she speaks, is intense and angry.]

What have you done?

Action- Midday

[jaws5sonofjaws.livejournal.com]

[Mart was just walking out for some lunch when wouldn't you know it? It's his best buddy in the whole wide world!]

Hey Jor!

How goes things?

[Doesn't notice the red on him yet.]

THE LATEST TAG IN THE WORLD - idk midmorning ish

[rudolphofvamps.livejournal.com]

[Spike does a lot of walking since coming here. He always did a generous amount, but being able to walk in the Sun--helps. He knows being human won't last so he's trying to soak it up while it does, almost passing by Jormungandr before recognition kicks in. Turning his head as he slows his pace, the blood on the the other man alarms him. Not for what it is, but that he couldn't smell it from a mile away. Droned? The man seemed as pokerfaced as ever, so he approached; cautiously.]

Eh, Joe? Everything alright?