Lilith lounged on a park bench, bored out of her mind. What am I doing with my more or less immortal life? She wondered to herself. She looked up and noticed a few other people around, walking around, leaving, coming. Be a normal human?
Vaughn ran down a sidewalk, a burning in his lungs. Images from just minutes ago flashed in and out of his mind. A large man, Vaughn being shoved roughly down a flight of stairs. His shoulder really stung. His fist connecting with the face of the man, his knuckles bruised and aching, his middle one split and dripping fingers wrapped around the throat of the man, smashing his head against the carpet floor. That would be terrible to try and clean, he should have done it in the kitchen.
Karkat turns a corner, running into someone. He apologizes without looking, shrinking away in fear of being hurt as he runs away, his hood falling off in the process. He stops after a moment to catch his breath. He smooths his hair back and takes a calming breath.
(just gonna shimmy in late) Kaz walked down the sidewalk, one earbud in while he walked. He had ran to the mini mart for a midnight snack, and was on his way home
Vaughn grunted when he was run into, throwing a glare over his shoulder at the boy he ran into. His ribs ached, he wouldn’t be surprised if he broke one of two ribs during the fight. He continued jogging though, keeping his head low. He hadn’t been recognized, he was greatful.
Karkat enters a minimart and looks around, his head throbbing. He sighs softly, wincing at the pain in his waist and ribs.
// wait, is it nighttime??
//I think?
// okie doke
Kaz passed a tall-looking man jogging down the sidewalk. He frowned. "Hey man, little late for a run?" he called, sipping a cup of coffee absently
Dev sat curled up on her couch, watching a movie. One dog was on her lap, and another was on her feet, keeping them warm. She liked walking around barefoot, but that meant that her feet were always cold. Besides the dogs, she had a throw blanket draped over her bare legs. She tossed a tortilla chip to each dog and dipped a chip into salsa for herself. She didn't care much for popcorn.
Vaughn stopped at the voice. He was pleased to know that the darknes hid his facial featured, his face was plastered all over the news. He straightened his tie, grey eyes narrowing. “Doesn’t matter much,” he said, voice having a deep tone.
"You want a ride somewhere? You look kinda…" he trailed off, gesturing a little to Vaughn's appearance. "Covered in…blood? Did you get jumped?"
A commercial break interrupted her movie, and Dev sighed dramatically. Then, the commercial had its own interruption: an emergency news broadcast, depicting a man's face. He was labeled a criminal, and Dev was drawn into the details, no longer complaining about the interruption of her movie.
// did I say something wrong orrr
(no I think everyone just kinda collectively died for a bit lol)
// that's funny, I was just having a conversation about death in general chat
"You want a ride somewhere? You look kinda…" he trailed off, gesturing a little to Vaughn's appearance. "Covered in…blood? Did you get jumped?"
“Just tripped, and no I don’t want a ride,” Vaughn said. He didn’t trust anyone, much less random strangers.
Kaz put his hands up. "Okay, okay, sorry. You just look a little beat up. You sure you don't want some bandages or something? My place is just around the block," he offered
“I don’t need help,” Vaughn muttered. He was loosing time, the police would be scanning the area already.
Dev's movie came on again, and she wondered if she should just pull an all-nighter at this point because after the news about the killer, she wasn't too sure if she could sleep. The irony made her chuckle nervously, considering she'd been watching horror movies. But as soon as a real life murder was made known, it gave her chills. She absentmindedly shoved chips in her mouth as her mind wandered.
Kaz frowned. "That's not what the blood on you says. Come on, you can at least let me help patch you up."
“I am not going with you,” Vaughn said, a slight growl in his tone. He wasn’t going anywhere with a stranger. He wasn’t the type to hurt nonabusers, but if this man tired anything, he supposed he could make an exception.
Kaz's frown deepened. "Look, I'm not stupid. You're hurt, obviously, and you look like you're running from something. So you can let me help you, or I can turn on my heel and let whatever's after you follow the trail of blood you've been leaving since whenever."
“Nothing is after me, I made sure of it,” Vaughn said, a dark tone in his voice. Of course he killed the man, bashed the bastards head open. If he could get back to his gas station, an abandoned one where he set up camp outside of the town, he would be safe.
"Oh really?" Kaz said. "Because according to the podcast I'm listening to, you fit the description of a particular serial killer rather well," he said, pointing to his headphone
Kaz frowned. "That's not what the blood on you says. Come on, you can at least let me help patch you up."
// I think I'm more creeped out by Kaz offering a ride than of Vaughn and he's literally murdering people XD
(well Kaz is really stubborn and if he sees someone who looks like they need help he just kinda. sits there and insists lol)
Through the open window, Dev began to hear talking outside her apartment. Warily, she peered out of it to see two dark figures in the middle of a conversation, and one of them had this deep, aggressive voice that gave Dev chills. She wasn't one to eavesdrop, but she couldn't help but listen carefully, crouched beneath her windowsill, like when you see something horrible or gross but you can't turn away.
// right but like I'm scared lol