Feeding Frenzy

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Feeding Frenzy

Post#1 » October 13th, 2015, 10:40 pm

Emmett ¦ Darkling Razorhand/Leechfinger ¦ Summer Court Mantle: 1 ¦ Defense: 3 ¦ Armor 1/2 ¦ Glamour: 13/13 ¦ Willpower: [ ][ ][ ][ ][ ][ ] ¦ Health [ ][ ][ ][ ][ ][ ][ ][ ] ¦ Active Contracts:

Emmett liked the street fighting circles. They were a congregation of emotions, a place where people went to get out their stress, their anger, and their fears. Where those who felt weak could turn to feel strong. He kept close to the ring, though not close enough to be in the way. He yelled like everyone else did, cheering and jeering. As blow connected with blow, Emmett could practically feel the anger rising from the loser. The jeering didn't help the pummeling.

The Court of Summer was the court of Wrath. It was were the Lost went to learn how to really fight back, in a way that meant something. Not the shadow games of Winter, or the books and tomes of Autumn. And you damn sure wouldn't get anything like that at a Spring party.

Emmett cheered as the match finished, and the loser hit the ground unconscious. You hit the ground, you got angry, and you got back up. You learned from losing, and you honed your anger, and used it as fuel in the next fight. But tonight, the darkling would be borrowing others anger.
Salem: Moros Arrow, Presence 3: Confident

Emmett: Summer Darkling, Razorhand/Leechfinger, Presence 3: Dangerous

Kai Armand: Gangrel, Presence 2

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