Thread: The Alembic (SinfullyDelicious & Echoplex)

Ben had run maybe half a block when he heard the loud thud followed by a familiar shattering of glass come from behind him. Even though his body was screaming at him that it wasn't important, that he should just keep running, he stopped and turned around. He looked at the monster to see the liquid dripping off its head. Someone had just thrown a bottle of liquor at the beast. Ben had to admire the balls on whoever was stupid enough to think that a tiny bottle would stop a beast like that. The monster clearly thought the same thing as Ben did, as it huffed in what seemed like amusement before sending its spittle down with a viscous snarl. The beast then looked past Ben, and Ben turned to follow the monster's stare t see a very strange sight indeed. There was a woman standing there, she appeared to be in some ill fitting clothes and...rugby pads? If they survived this Ben would have to tell this woman about physiques and how an inch of tough plastic would not be enough to protect you from a fang that looked to be at least eight inches long. This thought was lost when he heard the beast speak in English, it called the woman 'Your Emanence,' that was odd on so many levels. The woman did not bother to respond to the creature, even as it told her that it had come here on her behalf. Ben just watched in awe and confusion as the woman casually walked up to the creatures and put its hand on its forehead. Was this thing her pet? Did she summon it to kill him? That thought was lost when there was a sudden explosion and the thing died in an instance. The woman did not flinch of course, she just wiped the parts of the beast off of her with a look on her face like she could kill the thing again for having the gal to bleed on her as it died. Ben was more than a little confused, but he was not dead, and that was something. His eyes went over the woman standing in front of him again, looking her over from head to bloody feet. He stared down at those bare feet that had clearly been walking through glass and he decided it was best to approach her. There was no way in hell he thought that this woman was here to save him. She was here for some other purpose, and the demon had considered her some sort of ally before its inevitable death. None of this made any sense, and Ben figured the best thing to do was to do what he had been doing a few moments prior to this, to turn tail and run. He stared down at the woman's feet, they were bloodied and cut up from her lack of shoes and the dirty streets that she had been walking in. Perfect. He thought to himself, she might be able to kill things with a touch, but at least she would not be in a spot to chase after him. On top of that, she hadn't even seemed to notice him yet, maybe he had just been in the wrong place at the wrong time twice, that could explain it. So, trying to make as little noise as possible he began to take a few steps backwards. After making it a foot or so away he saw that he was within running distance of the corner of the block. It was then that he bolted again, rounding the corner and shooting down an alley way as fast as he could. He never really realized that they might be going after the thing that was still glowing in his pocket, who would put those facts together. All he knew was that he was less than a few minute run from his apartment, and he was pretty sure that whatever that woman is, and that thing was, he was fairly certain that they at least didn't know where he lived. Last edited Sep 5, 2018