Post by Zenos on Jan 2, 2024 20:01:38 GMT -5
It was late.
But it was done.
Water ran quietly for what could only be described as minutes. Perhaps hours. The door of the public bathroom had become inaccessible for a while, anyone that would dare attempt entering would be met with a locked handle - most simply gave up and assumed there was maintenance or whatever and just found somewhere else to relieve their urges. Only few knew that no one was there in the first place, at least none that could truly be described as a plumber.
Rather one figure sulking by the bathroom, quiet and silent, with no exact trace of emotion in his face, rather he just stared straight ahead at the mirror. It was an effect that he had sometimes, after an assassination job. It made him wonder plenty of times. What did these guys deserve to die, to him, and why did he not just go back to Konats and absolutely murder every single one individual that had ever wronged him? Yeah... maybe he should do that one of these days.
And yet while he tried to stop from looking back at the mirror, one trace of blood that had splat across his face simply kept reminding him that he had indeed just taken yet another life.
"At least the kids will benefit from all this."
One hand that passed by the endless stream of water at the sink suddenly veiled his face, while his tender touch began to caress the blood off his skin, and eventually he saw himself once more anew. The man, the Konatsian with the regularly sized ears; they were still kind of pointy but one could hardly tell that he was indeed meant to be elf like or something like that.
Finally, he snapped out of it. And that being done, he stopped by the bathroom door, made sure no one was around and tailed away, off into the city. For some reason, this was a common occurrence, but it was not caused by the act itself, he felt absolutely nothing until things got quiet and he was on his own once more. It was kind of annoying, but it was like there was indeed a bunch of repressed stuff that would torment him no matter how much time would pass.
Perhaps he knew what he had to do, so that he could finally fix this. But not yet, it was still too early. Thus, Zenos did what every reasonable adult would do after an emotionally challenging moment; it was time to eat some good food. If anything, he could not despise Earthlings for their food, it was some of the best that he had ever eaten across the entire galaxy, and he required all that nutritious food to grow even stronger.
His body was special but in many ways, he still required things such as eating and drinking. Just like most mortals and living beings that needed to somehow survive in this world. Zenos looked back, briefly, and stopped by a nearby shop. It looked like a... sushi restaurant, of sorts. Well, that would do. But from what he could see, it was quite crowded inside and he really did not feel like having to overhear that many voices tonight, so he asked to be seated at one of the round tables inside. There was basically no one else, only the road ahead and the quiet wind of the night for him to enjoy.
Eventually a waiter arrived.
"Ah, right. I will have... a handful gyoza, miso soup, a handful takoyaki, thirty salmon nigiri and a plate of sashimi. I will also have three servings of sake. Thank you."
The waiter pretty much looked back at him, dead in his eyes as he wondered how one guy could eat that much food and be in such a perfect shape. At some point, he felt envy even, but whatever. He just did his job, wrote the order and left, leaving Zenos alone with his thought.
Or would he truly be alone?Thread Power Level: 24,000
Power Level: --- (Antisense ON)
WC: 671
Total WC: 671