Let's play a game

Let's play a game.
Let's pretend for a second, you don't know who I am or what I do.
Let's just put it to the side.
[Lyrics: Tell Me]

I don't know what had originally possessed me to chase him. I think it was something in how he moved. Not that he moved like prey, not at all, at the crux of it. He moved like something that I knew would try and kill me, and perhaps that is exactly why when he started running, I started chasing. He took me through alleys and side streets, over fences and down fire escapes, stripping pieces of his clothing along the way, leaving foot prints and the essence of him in his path. He was luring me, I knew that much. And I chased him anyway.

When he finally came to a halt, holed up inside an abandoned and burnt out building, I slowed my chase to an indolent prowl. The adrenaline was intoxicating. In the beginning he was just another high caste haunt. Just another stuffy elite jerk-off making a living off blowing the high council for favors and a break in property tax. Somewhere between the point where I started chasing, to the point where I'd abruptly stopped, I realized he was something else entirely. He was high stakes game. Now I know why men take their chances in hunting the larl.

I drew a blade upon entering the darkened building, prepared to test my mettle and mortality if need be, but was unexpectedly greeted with a bottle of wine and a chair. He wanted to play a game of questions. I like games.

I am not sure how much either of us got in the way of answers. I did learn two things. He goes by two names, as I do. Agamemnon and Nero. I decided I preferred the latter of the two. Too, he was intrigued it seemed, in how I moved. My lack of feminine gesticulations and responses. It smacked of something peculiar to me, as this tends to be what reviles most of Ar's elite upper crust.

As I rose to move around the edge of the table, to further close the distance between us, he ran again. This time I did not follow.

The hunt is not over. Though I'm no longer sure who is the hunter and who is the hunted.