Snippet #1396454

Orion barely heard Mary over his tearing at the meat. he bit at it viciously, and soon his fangs dropped an inch, and it tore more easily, but he looked abnormal for a bit, and he had better change back before the meal was finished, but it was MEAT! not so fresh, but bloody and tender why so tender? did they punch it before they served it? he even tasted seasonings. How thoughtful. He looked back at his company and kept his mouth closed praying she hadn't seen his teeth during the feral moment he had. "Where are my manners? I apologize. You may call me Orion, none of this sir, or mister nonsense, i lost the right to those titles long ago." he bit off a chunk of bread and savored the soft texture, then he tasted it. Garlic. with a fit he sneezed, and spit it out with no idea what direction it went. "Shit." he hadn't swallowed but the taint was still on his tongue, so naturally he began licking his shoulder, and arm. he could imagine the looks he was attracting. "Garlic... is not a friend to me." he said to Mary hoping he hadn't alarmed her, or any other of the strange creatures. And if the angel had seen he'd care no more about the fire spewing sound breakers. he'd have to kill her before she called the rest of the fowl to hunt him. "I must go. thank you for the food. he muttered. then smacked himself. "Care to be escorted to where ever it is you're going?" he still tasted the Garlic, and couldn't get it out of his mouth. he saw a bowl of white little rocks that he had seen some of the people take from, and unwrap the clear thing around it and put it in their mouths. he took a handful and began unwrapping the first one. when he put the mint in his mouth, his eyes took on a new size. "What are these?" he asked in a cough. then spat the mint out. Well the taste of garlic was gone, but he wasn't sure he liked the new one any better. 'i need a bread and meat sandwich." he whispered to himself. he meant the cheeseburgers most people left on the park benches. or maybe a fresh kill. he'd have to make the walk to Mary's establishment speedy if he wanted a clean victim, the regular disease ridden drunks and prostitutes would be out in less then thirty minutes, but there was still time to pick off a youngling, careful to kill him before he withdrew a sound breaker.