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[colonelcannibal]

 *Ives was enjoying himself quite a bit. Looking to catch his prey before someone else could get to it was a very fun game, and he had all sorts of lovely ideas about what to do when he found it . . .

*The best method of hunting was always to make the prey come to you, in Ives' opinion. When it came to prey like this, that meant bait--and the best bait for a petty monster like this one was poor, sad, pathetic Colqhoun.*

Is there anyone out here? I'm lost . . .

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[clawsandhijabs]

Parvina shifted to dragon and took to the air. She was usually a solitary hunter, but there was something about the chase she knew Ives was going to give her sent a thrill down her spine.

The man had been trying to hide. The FBI and state police were onto him, but no one would be able to find him in the woods. At least that was his logic. As he ran through the woods, he ran into a pathetic looking old man. He frowned a bit. "Lost?" he asked.

[colonelcannibal]

Oh yes, quite lost. Can ya help me find me way out o' these woods? *Inside his head Ives is cackling. Soon the tables will be turned . . .*

[clawsandhijabs]

The guy looked around nervously but then he nodded. "Fine. Come on," he said, almost impatiently.

[colonelcannibal]

*He is more than happy to follow. With any luck the idiot will try to kill him soon--or better yet, walk into a trap.*

[clawsandhijabs]

The guy shifted again uneasily. And once they got deeper into the woods, he pulled out his gun and held it at the man. "Give me your clothes and all your money!" His voice sounded more desperate, more scared now.

[colonelcannibal]

*He just laughs.* I have no money, and I'm not afraid of your little gun. You can try to shoot me if you like.

[clawsandhijabs]

The guy narrowed his eyes. "I'll kill you! I already killed others! The ones on the news. And now the cops. They're after me..." But the stress and pressure was getting to him.

[colonelcannibal]

Yes, and? What of it, what is that to me? *He smiles his creepiest smile and takes a slow step closer, almost looking to be shot. He does so love the look on their faces when he stands back up again . . .*

[clawsandhijabs]

The man put his finger on the trigger. And then he pulled. The shot rang out, scaring off a flock of birds from a nearby tree.

[colonelcannibal]

*Ives lays there for a moment, then sighs and rubs his chest. One eye opens.* That stung a bit. Please don't do it again. *A second later he's on his feet, grinning like a madman. Which he is.*

[clawsandhijabs]

When the man came back from the dead and sat up like nothing happened, he dropped his gun. "How the fuck...?!" he screamed.

[colonelcannibal]

*He quickly snatches the gun, then laughs.* Let's just say that I've, uh, seen the wendigo. Generally in the mirror.

I hope you don't mind if I have lunch, do you?

[clawsandhijabs]

As Parvina landed next to Ives, she turned human and looked at him and the struggling man. "He whines too much. I say we cut off his tongue first..."

[colonelcannibal]

I do like it when they scream, but I suppose he doesn't need a tongue for that. *Out comes the knife.* Is there any dish you'd particularly like?

[clawsandhijabs]

Parvina shrugged. "Maybe fry it with some eggs. Like a nice steak..."

[colonelcannibal]

That does sound lovely. *He sticks his knife into the man's mouth and starts cutting.*

[clawsandhijabs]

The guy struggled as blood pooled and dripped out of his mouth. His muffled screams could be heard as his tongue was cut out. Parvina watched Ives work. "We should take him the barracks."

[colonelcannibal]

We ought to, yes. If nothing else, the fort has a proper kitchen. Ah, there we go!

*He pulls out the tongue and slides it into a hunting bag, then starts dragging the prey home.*

Can you imagine them in The Purge?!

[clawsandhijabs]

Parvina laughed a bit and she skipped after him. She looked at him as he dragged their prey behind them. "This'll be fun..."

They would have tons of fun, I'm sure

[colonelcannibal]

Yes, I rather think it will be. Won't it, meat? *He chuckles cruelly.* I mean you enjoyed it so much when you were doing it to other people, hmm? So you should be happy to try the other side for once.

[clawsandhijabs]

Parvina giggled again and followed him to the barracks. They were going to take their time. She wanted him to suffer like the victims had suffered.

[colonelcannibal]

*Ives drags the prey into his kitchen and ties him to a chair, then starts the tongue cooking over the fire.* I was thinking of removing his fingers one at a time, to start with. Or his toes, perhaps, to make it harder for him to run even if he does get loose.

[clawsandhijabs]

We could rip out his toenails first...then cut off his toes.

[colonelcannibal]

Oh, that's a lovely idea! I'm sure there are pliers around here somewhere . . . ah, here we are. *He grabs the pliers and starts to tug.*

[clawsandhijabs]

Parvina rifled through drawers and found some toothpicks. She got on her knees and got his other foot and put them under his toe nails.