Thread: A Bit Of Hell [Hahvoc x Halaster]

Another day in a pathetic washed out town. Another day sitting, planning, plotting, and feeling absolutely nothing but boredom and a twitch to do something productive. Just another day in a crappy hotel room with nothing but thoughts to keep occupied because the TV is busted and the radio sucks. Yet that wasn't exactly the problem. There were other options that could allow for giving the brain something else to do and make the body at rest do some sort of motion. And no, sex wasn't it. Or at least not yet. Something had to do done though, or this town would end up in flames. Not that that was necessarily a bad thing. Seth Vritra lay on his hotel bed in nothing but his skin, eyes staring at the chipped and rusty-looking ceiling with something akin to contempt. He needed to do something- anything- to get his mind back into full swing and to feel something other than neutrality that borderline threatened his sanity, not that he had much left any how. He was a nomad, moving from town to town, changing his style every so often. It wasn't fun to just keep doing the same old routine. You had to change it up sometimes. Which is why the cops hadn't caught him yet and probably never would. He never killed the same way twice. It was never the same MO. The victims had no link, no connections, no similarities in anyway. The only connection was that once the sun began to set or rise, he made his move. He used different weapons - sometimes whatever was handy- and took his time. Depending on his mood, his victim had either a relatively painless death, or a torture session that lasted for hours. It didn't matter whether it was a man or a woman, young or old. He didn't go after children though, or the elderly. They were either too pure for him to think of touching, or they were on their way out anyways and didn't need a hand from him. Hookers were one of his favorite playthings though, even if it did seem Jack The Ripper-ish. There was just something about someone sucking your cock without realizing they were about to get mutilated. The thrill was like nothing else and right now, Seth was thinking he needed to scratch his itch. He'd been a killer for about a year now and tended to space his killings out to keep himself from getting too wrapped up in it. That's what got you caught getting too wrapped up in the high of death to watch yourself. It had been a few weeks and he'd passed through a few towns without wrecking any lives, but now...now seemed like a good time as any to get back on that train. Finally pulling himself up from the bed, Seth grabbed a pair of jeans and shucked them on, buttoning, zipping, and belting them in place. Rummaging through his suitcase, he found a long-sleeve shirt and soon put that on followed by socks and shoes. He tended to wear black. It was just how he was. Moving into the shoddy bathroom, Seth checked his hair and face. He had vibrant purple eyes and black hair, lightly tanned skin, and a small spattering of freckles. The tan would fade within the coming months, but at least he hadn't burned. Serial killers looked pretty silly with peeling skin and bright red splotches. Slipping on his glasses, he checked himself over once more just to make sure he had enough hiding places for weapons when the need arose. He did carry a knife- custom made- but he didn't always. Today seemed like a knife day though so he found the six-inch blade and strapped it to his leg. Underneath his jeans, of course. Sometimes he hated being such a tall fuck, but it helped with bad lighting. He worked out as well since he tended to go after challenging prey when the need arose. Couldn't have him getting his ass kicked because he'd miscalculated. Grabbing a small shoulder bag, Seth went on his way out the door. He had a car but he left the clunker in the driveway to his motel and walked into town. It would take him longer to do so, but it beat having to potentially ditch the vehicle. Besides, it still a beautiful day despite what darkness was on the horizon for an unlucky person.