[Sodium_noir] A Walk in the Park

[Eric Magnuson]

Cash
Gangrel
Gotham Park
>    
> But it's clear that the victim didn't get much
> chance to scream. The scream probably came from the
> homeless guy kneeling by the bloody pool in which
> the corpse is marooned. Probably not a candidate for
> Mr Sane and Mr Sober at the best of times, the bum
> now weeps and gibbers noisily and rocks back and
> forth on his heels, staring at the murdered man in
> the park with crazed eyes. A collection of his
> fellow accomodationaly challenged friends comfort
> and sooth his shock. In his dirty, cracked-nailed
> hands, the derelict holds a rose, luminously white
> under athe park street lamps, it's delicate outer
> petals stained red with blood.
> 
'Damn,' Cash thinks to himself, glad he had fed
earlier, being filled with vitae, he was able to
resist the call of human blood.  This would not be the
time to be caught licking it from the victim's open
wounds.  Pushing the scent of blood to the back of his
mind, he took in the details again, committing them to
memory.  This may be an isolated, random killing, but
being an expert in killing, Cash didn't think so.  The
white rose in the bum's hand almost proved it.

Uncertain if anyone would call the police, Cash looked
around for a pay phone, not wanting the police to have
his cell number.

'Alas, poor Yorik, ... a man of infinite TAGs.' (with
apologies to Shakespere)
> 
> [Mostly written by Jennie Teakle]> 
ooc: Thanks - I was waiting to see if this linked in.


	
		
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