Emori nodded, and handed typed her number into his phone.

(I don't mind! Also, my character looks severely underpowered compared to everyone else, but I guess we'll see where that goes.)

(My character legit only has one power. ._. I think I have won the under powered. Also good morning.)

(Mine only has one power, too. But I'm sure in my case I can elaborate on it.)

Castor wrote down his contact information on a sticky note and gave it to Emori.
"Hey, I didn't catch your name," he said, "I'm Castor."

( Castor an Emori are talking about Orion in a coffee shop )
Emori smiled and took the sticky note. "I'm Emori. But you can just call me Pocky." she insisted. "Most people do."

(Oh okay.)
When Lucile finally had then control to get out of bed, she did her normal routine. Then she laid on the floor like a slug. She wanted to move like a slug too, but atlas, she had to stand up and walk like a human. She stood up and tidied her clothes and hairs, went outside for a stroll, breath in the fresh air, and to get some coffee.

Lucille had come into the coffee shop, and Castor noticed right away. She had been at the gas station the previous day, but he wasn't sure if she was aware of what had played out there.

Pocky's eyes traveled over to the girl that walked in. She knew her! It was the girl from the gas-station! But the girl probably didn't recognize Pocky… hopefully.

Lucille saw the girl, who’s scent was still mysterious and covered up. She immediately made her scent as human as possible. She made her way to the cashier. She ordered a drink and looked around the store while waiting for her drink.

Castor debated whether or not to strike up a conversation with Lucille, too. Maybe she hadn't seen anything.

Orion groaned as he sat up, his head throbbing. The last thing he remembered from the night before was killing the animal, then things blacked out. He blinked a few times, his surroundings pitch black. His thermal vision set in, and he seemed to be in a generally cool area. There was the sound of water dripping, and he guessed that he was in a cave-like area.

He inhaled sharply, almost gagging at the strong smell of blood and something dead. He pushed to his feet, and his clothes felt soaked in something. Blood? He wiped it from around his mouth and onto the back of his hand. He made his way through the cave, trying to find an exit, when his foot hit something soft. He looked down and felt sick to his stomach when his eyes landed upon the mauled body of an older man. “Oh shit..” he muttered.

Lucille could smell covered up scents, air was her specialty. It just took a lot more effort and was a lot more noticeable. Lucille quietly debated whether or not to smell the covered scent. “Lu-“
“That’s me.” Lucille smiled, she took the coffee and went to sit down.

Orion broke into an unnaturally fast sprint, wanting to get away from the body. He had never killed and eaten a human before, but he couldn’t say that he was suprised. Wendigo’s are people who used to be human, but they committed caninalism at some point. The hunger would drive them insane until they because the murderous creatures. But as far as he could remember he never killed anyone.

He stumbled from the cave, squinting from the light. He ran through the woods towards the edge of the town where his small house was. All he wanted to do was scrub the man’s blood from his clothes and skin.

Castor turned back to Emori. "Hey, Pocky… I saw that girl at the gas station yesterday," he whispered.

Lucille wanted to say to them, “Well no duh, i saw you too, loser.” But she quietly listened to them and sipped her warm coffee.

(Also sorry if I seem passive aggressive or something, I’m a little tired.)

(It's all good!)
Castor felt nervous. He had his hand on the metal table, and when he lifted it up, he realized he had left a dent in the metal. He was filled with even more apprehension at the idea that he may have accidentally created a situation that would reveal his powers, and he hoped no one would notice. He covered the dent up with his hand.

Did he just dent the… nope not today buddy, I’m just going to scoot… Lucille scooted back a little as she saw what happened. If I die like this, I hope the carve “curiousity killed the cat” on my tombstone… She thought as she slowly took another sip.

After a few minutes. Orion was clean of the blood and in a clean pair of clothes. He left his house, jogging to work. When he arrived, he switched shifts with the man who was there and went behind the counter. He leaned against it, occasionally helping people with their things, but buisness seemed slow that day.

Castor's breathing quickened. He was legitimately frightened now. He had accidentally exposed his powers twice before. Both times, it caused his family to have to move. The second time, it had led to his brother's murder. He couldn't do it again. Castor decided he wasn't going to move his hand until Pocky got up and left, and that then, he would just book it out of there.

It would be nice if I could read minds… Lucille thought, taking another sip. Once she finished her coffee, she stood up abruptly and threw it away, slowly walking past the people she saw at the gas station.

Orion cleared his throat, coming out from behind the counter. He went into the break room and to a small fridge that was on the floor. He opened it and took out a clear bottle. He inhaled sharply, taking in the metallic smell. Though, for once, the usual deep hunger didn’t claw at his chest. He didn’t want to believe it, but he knew it was because he ate the flesh of the man.

(#Kizbeth)

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