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tampered2007-04-14 07:57 pm
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LOG; ongoing
When; April 14, evening
Rating; G? They just talk, I swear.
Characters; Knives [![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
sharpest_knife] & Kurama [banditfox]
Summary; Intrigued by the idea of plants of varying sentience and emotion, Knives visits Kurama to discover more.
Log;
Knives had very little reason to leave his residence in Xanadu. First of all, the majority of citizens in the City were humans, or had been, and though he could tolerate their presence, it did not mean he enjoyed being around them. They were filthy, murderous beasts, deserving nothing more than a bloody death. But here he found his powers limited and his genocide worthless. He killed to erase existence. There was no such thing in this City.
When he did end up leaving his house, it was for matters important and concerning his interests, not strolls or whatever the usual denizen enjoyed. Of course, the pretense of this outing was to visit an acquaintance and discuss vegetation. That didn't mean Knives had no ulterior motive, because quite honestly, he liked the idea of violent plants in his greenhouse. He could try "talking" to Kurama's selection, too, to see if he could connect with them in the same way he was connected to his family.
Knives stopped outside Apartment 6 in the third building. He wasn't quite used to peaceful visits, and the last time... well, he'd let himself in unannounced. That wasn't... polite, was it?
He knocked on the door.
Rating; G? They just talk, I swear.
Characters; Knives [
sharpest_knife] & Kurama [banditfox]Summary; Intrigued by the idea of plants of varying sentience and emotion, Knives visits Kurama to discover more.
Log;
Knives had very little reason to leave his residence in Xanadu. First of all, the majority of citizens in the City were humans, or had been, and though he could tolerate their presence, it did not mean he enjoyed being around them. They were filthy, murderous beasts, deserving nothing more than a bloody death. But here he found his powers limited and his genocide worthless. He killed to erase existence. There was no such thing in this City.
When he did end up leaving his house, it was for matters important and concerning his interests, not strolls or whatever the usual denizen enjoyed. Of course, the pretense of this outing was to visit an acquaintance and discuss vegetation. That didn't mean Knives had no ulterior motive, because quite honestly, he liked the idea of violent plants in his greenhouse. He could try "talking" to Kurama's selection, too, to see if he could connect with them in the same way he was connected to his family.
Knives stopped outside Apartment 6 in the third building. He wasn't quite used to peaceful visits, and the last time... well, he'd let himself in unannounced. That wasn't... polite, was it?
He knocked on the door.