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The figure stumbles down the alley, grimacing and gingerly exploring the large lump on his scalp, where the skin was slightly cut and leaking blood through his longish blonde hair and down his face, mumbling to himself. "owww..what's going on? man my head hurtss.."
The man doesn't remember much of the past 32 hours, a celebration of some sorts, a drunken bar fight, and later, getting jumped in the alley. now he was missing his wallet, his watch, his pistol, and his comfortable sneakers. "dammit, i'd just broken them in, too..."
all the fellow was left with was the bloodstained T-shirtm his jeans, a large dark overcoat, and wet, dirty socks, one of which had half slipped off and slaps wetly as he stumbles forward, stopping often to lean on the walls.
on one off these stops, Marcus Brodan feels particularly dizzy, and crouches down on the wall, catching his breath, and trying to collect his thoughts. He and his partner Darikathistlix (thistle for short) had been celebrating the successful comletion of their first job as Paranormal Mercenaries, when a brawl in the bar they were drinking at had broken out..a bunch of communists or something , Brodan paid little attention to politics...
"wonder what happened to Thistle?" Brodan mutters thickly, trying to piece the events into a coherent timeline. The fight had gone outside, andthe two paranormals had been seperated, after chasing one of the brawlers for a distance, brodan had been jumped by a group of looters in this alley.
Sighing, Brodan stands up once again, and braces himself on the wall to fight off the bout of dizzyness from the sudden movement, only to bump into a man he hadn't noticed, who was aiming a rifle at someone else. the rifle goes off, and misses the target entirely.
"woah!"
OOC: a quick blurb about Brodan. He's a paranormal mercenary, basically, he and his bussiness partner hire themselves and their powers out...perhaps they aided in the inital part of the revolution, maybe they were in town for entirely different reasons.
Brodan is a vegetarian, because of his uniqe power. he's a cannibal, the flesh he eats gives him memories and abilities of those he eats for a short period of time.
for instance, a cup of blood will give him recent memories and impresions, up to about 6 hours ago. a chunk of flesh will impart physical skills for about three hours, more flesh will impart more skills and physical attributes for about 12 hours. bone marrow can impart a total physical transformation for 12 hours, and skills and memories for 8.
brain matter imparts an almost total physical and psychological change for 24 hours.
Brodan isn't proud of his power, and finds it extremely distasteful. he does have some human jerky for emergencies, to gain certain skills in a crisis. his power does not depend on his 'food' being alive OR dead, the meat can be as fresh or as preserved as possible, so long as it isn't spoiled and makes him sick.
Brodan steers clear of animal meat for one simple reason..he hates thinking like livestock.
i'll do up a pic and post it after some sleep./OOC
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