Chibi Experiment #932Well, not for killing this individual at least, he deserved it. Anyone who preyed on children held no pity from her. No, she felt a bit bad for the sugary mess that the police would find tomorrow and have to clean up.
Again.
She sighed, three black pointed tails swishing as she gathered up her meal, sitting on the wooden table. Despite it all, Akel was rather proud of everything. Already in the inner circles of succubus communities she had been mentioned. Her unique prey, and her signature methods of ‘preparing her food’ had caught a bit of positive, if not surprising attention.
The latter methods of course, was because she couldn’t help but devour sugar with every meal (and in between), so both a style choice and a palatable one. It was a nice addition to her profile regardless.
Licking her lips after finishing her meal, Akel’s bat wings flapped briefly, propelling her up onto a counter as she looked around. The body, or what remained of the serial abuser, was stuffed full of taffy and raw sugar products.
Almost a shame to taint such products with the corpse’s presence, but necessary.
Her bat-like nose flared, smelling someone else nearby... Who promptly entered into the adjoining apartment. She shook her head with a soft giggle. Even after a few hundred years, she was still jumpy.
Then again, she was still in the young adult phase of a succubus. Hence why she had tagged along with other more experienced individuals in the past. Their methods were a bit too… brutal for her tastes. It was either seducing and then preying on any man who came their way, or just random killing.
Akel just felt more compelled to do a bit more. In this case, if she could make a meal out of someone who was making life miserable for an innocent, all the better!
It was easy enough; posing as a meek, helpless girl. Agree to meet someone after a bit of talking; usually the suspects gleaned from police reports.
It was helpful to have friends in all walks of life. Succubus or not.
She fluffed her pink hair, gathering a simple black purse and donning a large leather coat to cover her short top and shorts, and other bodily accessories. Time to leave before anyone got suspicious.
But nobody would be missing this individual. Not if they knew his true colors.
She locked the apartment, and promptly made her way down the dimly-lit streets with a lollipop in hand. Of course, now she had to find another meal, but at least her sugar cravings were mostly sated.
…For now.
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