05-23-2005, 07:28 AM
Normally while attached to a host the cloak would have been content, sharing the energies of the one who wore it. But now, in this place, being surrounded by so much life for the first time in a long time it felt....hungry. Normally Strange or Kale would have been about to keep it from engaging in such pursuits, but neither was anywhere to be seen or felt at the moment and if something were to happen to this girl....
A little here, a little there. The cloak could amass quite the little nest egg if it siphoned off just a bit from everyone in the room. Yes. It could expand itself and engulf everyone within it's folds for a heartbeat or two, draining the energy it wanted without hurting a soul. But to do so now would undoubtedly bring forth hostility and mistrust, as serving as one's very own energy leech rarely came across as a passive action. It would have to wait until later, when they were among enemies and hostility was no longer an issue. But the hunger still persisted....
It would need something to distract it for a while. Something to occupy it's awareness, andbeing trapped underground listening to people bark back and forth at one another through someone else's ears simply wasn't going to cut it. Oh how it hated the mere thought of abondoning the senses it had only so recently found, but it knew that the longer it waited, the harder the hunger would be to forget.
Leaving. Return.
The sensations were simple and kept brief, for no sooner had they been expressed did the cloak detach itself from Franki and drop to the floor. It landed in a shapless mass, laying there akin to some sort of living puddle for a moment before finally taking form and beginning to move away. Folds and expanses were pulled back into itself, causing it to resemble a long jet black snake as it slithered and slid across the floor, unaware of the layout of the room and subsequent tunnels, but not at all concerned with getting lost. So long as it, or they, didn't wander to far it would still be able to feel it's companions, and in a pinch could teleport back to them. But at the moment it wanted to be back on the surface. Back under the sun.
It slipped up against a wall and began to slither up it, taking care to move somehwat slowly as to not draw to much attention to itself. Everyone else seemed to be preoccupied with some sound that had been made and the pale woman walking off with some male who shared her particular haircolor. This was good, as it had hope no one would notice it's departure. As it neared the ceiling of thier little enclave it became intangible, trying to pass through the roof on the tunnel room and hopefully make it's way back to the surface.
A little here, a little there. The cloak could amass quite the little nest egg if it siphoned off just a bit from everyone in the room. Yes. It could expand itself and engulf everyone within it's folds for a heartbeat or two, draining the energy it wanted without hurting a soul. But to do so now would undoubtedly bring forth hostility and mistrust, as serving as one's very own energy leech rarely came across as a passive action. It would have to wait until later, when they were among enemies and hostility was no longer an issue. But the hunger still persisted....
It would need something to distract it for a while. Something to occupy it's awareness, andbeing trapped underground listening to people bark back and forth at one another through someone else's ears simply wasn't going to cut it. Oh how it hated the mere thought of abondoning the senses it had only so recently found, but it knew that the longer it waited, the harder the hunger would be to forget.
Leaving. Return.
The sensations were simple and kept brief, for no sooner had they been expressed did the cloak detach itself from Franki and drop to the floor. It landed in a shapless mass, laying there akin to some sort of living puddle for a moment before finally taking form and beginning to move away. Folds and expanses were pulled back into itself, causing it to resemble a long jet black snake as it slithered and slid across the floor, unaware of the layout of the room and subsequent tunnels, but not at all concerned with getting lost. So long as it, or they, didn't wander to far it would still be able to feel it's companions, and in a pinch could teleport back to them. But at the moment it wanted to be back on the surface. Back under the sun.
It slipped up against a wall and began to slither up it, taking care to move somehwat slowly as to not draw to much attention to itself. Everyone else seemed to be preoccupied with some sound that had been made and the pale woman walking off with some male who shared her particular haircolor. This was good, as it had hope no one would notice it's departure. As it neared the ceiling of thier little enclave it became intangible, trying to pass through the roof on the tunnel room and hopefully make it's way back to the surface.