11-11-2004, 07:03 AM
The cloak ceased it's movement once it had drifted far enough away from the group. It could still feel the others behind it, an easy task given the fact that they seemed to be the only living things within miles, and a few of them seemed to be getting warmer. Agitated. Upset maybe. It really needed eyes. Someone had probably said something to someone causing someone else to get all heated. And skin. It missed having skin. Thus was the way of things. Jennifer got upset whenever that Dale person came around. And Strange felt absolutely livid whenever a certain vampiress showed up. It was just the way people were.
Eyes and skin. He'd have to borrow both soon. Ripples washed acrossed it as it sat in place on the floor, waiting. Hesitating. Perhaps Strange would agree to wear him briefly. Just long enough to see. But they were on the moon. No air. No breeze to feel upon whatever skin he was borrowing. But the stars. It had to see them.
Eyes and skin. He'd have to borrow both soon. Ripples washed acrossed it as it sat in place on the floor, waiting. Hesitating. Perhaps Strange would agree to wear him briefly. Just long enough to see. But they were on the moon. No air. No breeze to feel upon whatever skin he was borrowing. But the stars. It had to see them.