Half-breed Encounters(Der)

@"DerLampman"

The sun drifting through the trees was oddly pleasant compared to the sweltering heat it was normally. It seemed that the perpetual shade of the woods was keeping the temperature down quite well. Of course, it might also have to do with the fact that Wesker was stripping down rather then covered in fabric. It was a pain, but his transformation didn't account for his clothing, at least not yet, so if he wanted to hold onto his clothes for the walk back, he'd have to stash them away while he hunted.

Sliding the last of his clothes into a backpack, Wesker zipped it up and hung it off a branch somewhere unobtrusive. A few moments and some unpleasant popping sounds later, the obscured glade was occupied by his hulking driderish form. He could already feel his instincts demanding to be obeyed, buzzing in his head like a match desperately trying to stay burning. He wasn't hunting for sustenance, it was to calm the tiny voices that now plagued him, to ease the aggression.

He could already sense the animals scurrying about, the sound waves resounding off his skin. There was no lack of prey here. The stalking began, this many legs carrying him almost silently through the brush with only an occasional chitinous click. His body sat low on his legs as he drew in both the front and the back pairs, preparing himself for a beat... two... three... before leaping forward and intercepting a rabbit that had been foraging in the dirt. Poor thing didn't know what hit it, and it was quickly mauled beyond recognition.

While a good portion of the meat was consumed, Wesker's desire was more for the blood of the creature, and he left very drops of it behind before discarding the carrion. What's next? He sent out his senses again, looking for another animal for him to kill. His legs dances about the ground as his excitement grew, the aggression boiling inside him. What's that? A lizard? This time he didn't bother with stalking and timing, simply dashing between the trees to pounce on the creature, lifting it in his human arms before hesitating...

Wesker was surprised to say the least to find himself halted so rapidly by the other individual, the predator in him going absolutely nuts in his head as the 'prey' escaped him. He recoiled from the force of the tail whip, a hand coming up to check his jaw as he righted himself. Of course it would be a resident. This isn't good, if it breaks through my reigns there will be problems.

Running his tongue over his lip, Wesker brought himself into an upright position and forced a grin over the snarl that was trying to form. "My apologies, I mistook you for... more commonplace pray. Your mannerisms are quite similar." Even as he spoke these words of non-hostility, the spider's legs figited about restlessly, half-in and half-out of the combative stance it favored.

"What is going on with my body is it is currently on one end of my transmutative spectrum." He answered her 'not asked' question with so much as a blink, though the spider clicked a little bit at her. "As for what I am doing, I am hunting."

Wesker's eyebrow twitched slightly as she verbally sparred with him. He did what he could to calm his instincts. "As you may have noticed, I have ceased any attempts to eat you, fair lady." The spider circled itself a little bit, before righting to face Eph once more. She is not prey, she is most likely a student, and certainly a resident. It would be trouble to attack her.

As Wesker talked himself down, his eyes were studying the creature in front of him. Associating something with curiosity was one way he could overpower his hunger, and this lizard girl was not a thing he had knowledge of. "I cannot tell you to take offense or not, I merely speak the truth." the tiny hairs stretched across his frame all ruffled a little, confirming his next statement. "All of my senses are registering you as a lizard of some variety."

@"DerLampman"

"I'm sorry, I'm not aware of what you were doing prior. I only sensed what seemed to be prey." He continued to dance about on his legs, his current form demanding it be allowed to act but continuing to be held in check. The spider clicked it's fangs at her as Eph stepped closer to it, then Wesker forced the legs to sit still.

The front two legs drew themselves closer to the body, held up in a defensive stance over the spider's face. Similarly Wesker drew a hand across his abdomen, though in more of a bowing motion. "My name is Wesker Straundlin, I am a student at the academy. If I may, who or what are you?"

@"DerLampman"

Wesker chuckled a little bit at that. "Indeed, I do believe that that is the point of Starlight Academy, is it not?" Wesker had deduced as much from his acceptance letter, though he was also inclined to do so as he never truly stopped conspiring.

As Eph backed away, the legs twitched a little bit towards her, Wesker fighting back the urge to pounce on the retreating girl. "My apologies once more, the instincts of this form are rather difficult to suppress. Perhaps you understand such things."

When she introduced herself, he halfway extended a hand towards her, as if to take hers before realizing that the habit was out of place here and retracting it again. "It is a pleasure, Eph. I am well, if a little... Unsatisfied at the moment. I fear that reverting to my human form would not improve the situation, as I would not bare any clothing."

@"DerLampman"