October 11, 2016, 04:09 PM
Before he could really do anything, the woman lept up in a defensive crouch as the boy himself stood tensely still. There was little the boy could do against the woman, he knew, however his worries that he had accidentally pissed of the lady just by talking were no sooner eased as she returned with an inquiry of her own. The boy shrugged at her reply, for had Jackrabbit sensed anything volatile from the woman, he would not have approached. Jackrabbit had known many dangerous, strange adults in his lifetime to sort out the good from the bad, by now. Whoever this lady was, the last thing he got from her was life threatening, but a hint of extreme sadness and overall misery. "You're not very threatening," He stated quite bluntly, as if this was not a grown woman who actually did have the ability to end his life. "at all, really, just kind of.. sad," the kid continued to mumble but soon as he drifted to the brink of almost absentmindedly insulting the female, he shut his mouth closed as quickly as it had opened. The last thing he needed was to actually get attacked by an already upset woman on a strange mountain top, though if she did, there wasn't really anyone to care about his ab sense.
"More than once," The boy simply spoke but did not extend further, keeping his personal losses to himself. The kid was not a very open boy, much less with a sad looking woman that he had never seen before. He had answered the question, at least; his tone with less feeling then as he spoke the words then he had when he rudely question the woman in the first place. Over time, he had looked at the constant death that seemed to surround him like any other fact, that he was a curse, or that his life was simply meant to have death contained in a bubble. It was all probably pre-planned, he had gathered. That by existing where he did, his presence was automatically eligible to kill somebody. However, nobody in Saltwinter had died, as of yet, and he found himself counting down the days till they did.
"More than once," The boy simply spoke but did not extend further, keeping his personal losses to himself. The kid was not a very open boy, much less with a sad looking woman that he had never seen before. He had answered the question, at least; his tone with less feeling then as he spoke the words then he had when he rudely question the woman in the first place. Over time, he had looked at the constant death that seemed to surround him like any other fact, that he was a curse, or that his life was simply meant to have death contained in a bubble. It was all probably pre-planned, he had gathered. That by existing where he did, his presence was automatically eligible to kill somebody. However, nobody in Saltwinter had died, as of yet, and he found himself counting down the days till they did.
chaos isn't a pit, chaos is a ladder
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And faded through the brightening air - by Saēna - October 09, 2016, 12:29 PM
RE: And faded through the brightening air - by Jackrabbit - October 10, 2016, 06:29 PM
RE: And faded through the brightening air - by Saēna - October 10, 2016, 07:23 PM
RE: And faded through the brightening air - by Jackrabbit - October 11, 2016, 04:09 PM
RE: And faded through the brightening air - by Saēna - October 12, 2016, 11:54 AM
RE: And faded through the brightening air - by Jackrabbit - October 20, 2016, 04:24 PM
RE: And faded through the brightening air - by Saēna - November 06, 2016, 08:29 AM