In The Shadows Of Paris

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In The Shadows Of Paris Aug 2, 2019 19:44:22 GMT

Post by Pitch Black on Aug 2, 2019 19:44:22 GMT

January 20-Night-Open to all Cursed Thorns, or any who might be sneaking around Paris

There was quite a bit of irony in a city like Paris, once known as the City of Light, to be host to such a dark group as the Cursed Thorns. It was as if a large shadow had flowed over the city, casting a pall over the day to day affairs of its citizens. In one case, it was more literal than people realized. A shadow, detached from any physical form, drifted unseen in the dark alleys and shadowed streets, flitting between each dark nook and gloomy cranny throughout the city.

The Boogeyman had come to Paris.

He knew there was a mission from Maleficent herself in the works. After all, it was hard to keep a secret from one who could be in every shadow, every dark place, without any signs of his presence. And it was very dark inside the keep. It just wasn't something he had any personal interest in, at the moment. It wasn't time to reveal his presence here to the Guardians. Not yet. For now, they would be left to their blissful ignorance, believing him to still be in hiding as he licked his proverbial wounds.

In the meantime, he would continue to grow stronger, more powerful, as he fed off the fears of not only those who fell under the rule of Maleficent and those of her subordinates who claimed dominion over various territories, but also the fears of some of his new allies. He could sense the fears within them, and knew he inspired the feeling in a few souls. But, amusing as that was, he didn't need them to fear him to benefit from their fears. All in all, the best part of all this was he didn't even need to raise a finger to benefit. Need being the operative word there. There were precious few good dreams in Paris this night, and that number was steadily dwindling as he passed through.

After some time, he noticed he wasn't the only one out and about this night, and, still unseen, he drifted through the shadows nearby his impromptu companion for the evening. "looking for something?" he inquired, disembodied voice drifting through the cool night air.

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In The Shadows Of Paris Aug 2, 2019 20:26:33 GMT

Post by Deleted on Aug 2, 2019 20:26:33 GMT

"That depends. Are you looking for something?"

Her eyes gleamed in the darkness, reflecting the moonlight against all odds. She wasn't exactly bitter about not getting to go on the mission Maleficent had set up, but couldn't admit that she was fine with it either. So she'd set out on her own and decided to unwind for the time being. Her companion? Well, she didn't know who or what she was talking to. A disembodied voice like Pitch's did send a small chill down the leopardess' spine, though. It lingered for a moment before vanishing again, but the half blind leopard could freely admit to being mildly unsettled. Now that it was over, though, she had a better chance to get a look around.

She still didn't see any potential companions. Her nose twitched a bit and a light frown tugged upon feline lips before she gave a small shrug. So that was how the night was going to go, huh?

Fine, she thought. We could play this way. She strolled, all the while trying to pick up any slight sound to give away her unseen companion's location, but remained relatively casual overall. That was the best way Su Wu could think to tackle the present situation. A bit more conversation couldn't hurt, though.

"I have to say, I'd never have thought I'd be blessed by such interesting company. I can hear you, but I can't say I know where you are." That was all Su Wu would say on that matter. A moment more was taken and a slight pause in her step was made. Behind her, her tail was taken in a slight question mark position. If Pitch wanted to pursue questions of his own, he was free to.

She'd never stop an interested conversationalist.

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In The Shadows Of Paris Aug 3, 2019 1:32:56 GMT

Post by Pitch Black on Aug 3, 2019 1:32:56 GMT

A low chuckle echoed slightly through the night. "Oh I'd say I found something. Or more aptly, someone." Familiar as he was with the likes of one E. Aster Bunnymund, a clothed feline walking about on her hind legs like a human didn't faze him. Not that much did anymore. He'd seen many strange things over the many thousands of years of his existence. An unseen smirk crossed his face as he sensed a momentary ping of fear, almost too slight to feel, within the feline, which quickly faded.

She was certainly one of the braver ones. He'd give her that. What he wouldn't give her yet was his exact location. Instead, he'd let her try to sense what wasn't there, for the moment. Shadows made no sound, and had no scent, so her efforts would be in vain. It was, if anything, a bit of a test.

"Let's just say I exist in the shadows. Had I not spoken, you wouldn't even have known I was around. But don't be alarmed. We serve the same cause," he stated in a cool but soothing tone. Unseen, he slipped into her shadow as she hesitated for a moment, though if she was perceptive enough she'd notice her shadow slowly shifting shape as she walked, becoming his instead.

"So, what about you? Did you come to Paris just to find interesting company, or did you have something else in mind when you set out?" he asked, genuinely curious. It had been a long while since he actually had allies who could speak. His Nightmares were loyal, but largely silent. Not that they had the intelligence to make good conversationalists even if they could speak.

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In The Shadows Of Paris Aug 4, 2019 16:02:06 GMT

Post by Deleted on Aug 4, 2019 16:02:06 GMT

Her ears flicked again, and a light frown tugged upon feline lips. He wasn't going to reveal himself. That was fair enough, Su Wu decided. If he wanted to play this game, then she'd just have to get used to it. Her tail continued to shift this way and that, altering its question mark shape now and again as she tried one more time to sense some idea of where he was. Nothing came to her, though, apart from his voice. He existed in the shadows. So perhaps that was why she couldn't sense a physical body. Again, she thought that was fair enough.

"I came out to unwind. Stretch my paws and cool off, that sort of thing," Su Wu answered. Admitting her own frustrations with how things were in relation to what she knew, at least for the moment, wouldn't be prudent. Instead, she decided to turn around. Perhaps it was useless, as he likely could see her just fine from where she was originally, but Su Wu felt comfortable with the shift.

"So... shadow living," she said. One of her hand paws rose and was used to stroke her chin. Her good eye momentarily flickered with interest before she continued to speak. "Must make things interesting. But I don't imagine you're a fan of the light because of it. So nights like this..." Well, that went without saying. Pitch probably loved nights like this when it looked as though it was entirely dark. Only the light of the moon, and even that was fairly slim for the night, to guide them. She could imagine how one would grow to love this sort of night. Even she was kind of the sort to admire it when she could.

"But I don't imagine you just spend your time lurking around shadows all night."

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In The Shadows Of Paris Sept 2, 2019 20:50:07 GMT

Post by Pitch Black on Sept 2, 2019 20:50:07 GMT

"You certainly picked a good night for a stroll," Pitch agreed as he watched her continue trying to locate him. He was almost tempted to let her find him, but decided to keep the game going for a little bit longer. After all, this feline was an ally, and it wouldn't do to antagonize her any more than she was willing to tolerate. Not yet, anyways. Maybe not ever. That would just have to remain to be seen.

"While the light does leave fewer shadows, you'd be surprised how many still remain. And I can make use of even the smallest. But yes, I do prefer the night. Especially ones like this," he agreed. Slowly, Su Wu's shadow continued to morph into his, and elongate, stretching towards a nearby wall. Another chuckle sounded from the shadows.

"I don't always, no. But you'd be surprised. Sometimes I forget how impatient, how eager to get things done, younger individuals can be. But then, I've been around for quite a long time, now. But I don't just lurk in shadows. I'm drawn to people's dreams, and habitually leave them with nightmares," he explained, finally stepping out of his shadow as it crept along a wall, arms folded behind his back.

"You wouldn't believe how many people this war has left in fear. Or...perhaps you would. You certainly don't look like you're a stranger to violence," he mused, eyeing her briefly before strolling along the street a ways.