Speaking of scenery, and though it may or may not be the Harpy's cup of tea, here comes Ethan Russell. Out for a little free running. Interestingly enough, he's not doing it to meet prey, and he's certainly not doing it for his health. No, the three Kindred ladies are about to bust Russ actually unwinding. Unwinding from haughty Regents and Hateful Deputies, from the all consuming need for blood and the stress of herding.
He moves toward and about any obstacle he can find with a sense of momentum few can match, leaping trashcans, kick-flipping off trees, springing from unoccupied benches into somersaults, and the like. One particular flip from a high rock wall looks as though it can't end in anything but torpor. However, the shadow hits the ground hard on his feet, collapses to a tumble, springs straight up, and is off again.
Somehow, the sunglasses stay on his skull through all of this, protecting his extra-sensitve Mekhet eyes from any security lights he nears.
Russell finally does lose momentum when he senses the Beasts nearby. His own is too confused to do anything but panic, as the Doctor's Beast is stronger.
Shit! Fuck it, just go! You pick now to slow down!?
"Hush, fool. Can't you see who they are?"
He says this aloud, quietly to the side, as though the creature is physically there with him. Slowing his pace further to a walk, he lifts a hand casually as a greeting. It's not a wave, it's barely a 'yo', but for Russ, it could have been the equivalent of jumping up and down and shouting. If none of the ladies invite him over, he'll continue to play around with the decor.
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