[Sodium_noir] Friday Night Continued

[concrete chaos]

Arkana..Mara
A brace of Brujah
storage unit

*The tape clicks to an end, and their silence is disturbed "Well, what was
is
that you heard, now?"
*

*Mara turns her dead brown eyes to Arkana.  "I heard a man.  He was chopping
up something.  Chopping and slicing through meat...or flesh."  What sort of
flesh?  Mara wasn't sure she wanted to know the answer to that.  "He was
doing it while the others were chanting.  I heard the knife make contact
with a hard surface too."
*

Arkana stands there, mouth agape, smoke trailing out and also from her
nostrils, her eyes do not flutter, she just holds Mara's gaze. Her mind,
however, was thrown back aeons it seemed, but really it was only last night.
Then like lightning strikes a tree and bolts it with life and energy so does
that one moment hit her memory. "I think I know exactly what it cut through
first, before it hits the counter top", taking the last drag she throws the
roach to the floor, "I just have this gut instinct that the flesh is.....
was alive", she says with the slightest arch of her eyebrow, "and I have
another chilling feeling that I also know what kind of flesh it was".

A look of confusion quickly makes it's way to Arkana's face, and for a
moment she loses contact with Mara's beautiful dead brown eyes, she shakes
the swarming thoughts away only for a moment to meet her gaze again.

[investigative tag, come on cagney ;) - ok that was just cheesy]
--
'I don't have low self-esteem, it's a mistake. I have low esteem for other
people'. - Daria
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