riverviewlogs | [Closed; see note] Trigger Scent Hunting

who: Laura Howlett and You
what: Laura has been afflicted with the Trigger Scent - and is ready to kill.
when: Thursday, Early Friday morning, after this unsettling post.
where: All across Riverview.
warnings: Violence/blood, potential death (mainly NPC).
Note: If you would like to be involved, I may be able to squeeze you in; just hit me up at

simpledog! I have a plurk here regarding this plot.

Laura isn't herself.

She doesn't really feel anything — see anything, think anything. It's more just an all-encompassing need to kill, some sort of mentally paralyzing fog where all she can think is that she needs to track and hunt. If you'd asked her, before the trigger scent was used, what this strange liquid was? She wouldn't be able to tell you. It's new information, something the scarce files Gabriela stole away didn't cover.

Too late now.

She prowls through the city, her steps fast and her nose sniffing at the cooling air. She smells her targets. Some are stronger than others, closer by. Some are moving. Some are stationary. Whatever the case, she stops firstly by a local liquor store where a man is stumbling out with a beer in hand. She doesn't know him, and she won't remember that he's her first victim. Poor guy just got doused with the wrong thing, wrong time, wrong place. With him easily neutralized, she moves on to the next scent—

Likely one of you.

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[The sirens begin to draw closer. The operator assures Hawke the ambulance will be there shortly and to keep trying to stymie the blood loss. Hawke focuses on pouring as much healing magic as she can into his wounds, and she begins to feel them stitch up a bit. Not enough to entirely close them, but it should help at least slow the blood loss. Not that that helps much with what he's already lost...]

You can thank me later if you make it through this. Which you better or I'm going to be cross.

[She'd hold his hand to reassure him, but both her hands are kind of busy trying to save his butt.

Finally, the ambulance arrives, the flashing lights flickering over the two of them. The medics hop out, equipment in tow, and hurry over to Kirk. Hawke backs off, hands, arms and part of her clothes caked in blood as the medics work on Kirk and ready him for transport to the hospital.

Maker willing, he'll survive.]

(( Looks good as a wrap-up point! We can do something new for October, maybe during that arts festival? :) Jim would want to meet her and thank her for saving him. ))

((o7 That would be awesome! She's got a top level there already~ she'll be glad to see him on his feet and not, you know... bleeding and stuff.))

(( technically he won't be on his feet, but... you know, wheeling himself around, so. good enough lmao. I'll toss him at her! ))

[Closed; see note] Trigger Scent Hunting

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