Post by Akante on Feb 1, 2012 0:20:37 GMT -5
Theta said:
[Tsu, you don't have to join looool. JUST LEMME KNOW WHATEVER~ No pressure though B] Open to one or two others either way]
He just sat there. Nothing else. Just sat. Of course eyes and ears flickered every now and then, but other than that the wild child had become nothing more than a living statue. Silent. Unmovable. Unwavering. Why he was sat in the middle of nowhere was not clear, and in the end he was probably doing it as more of a 'just because' thing than anything else. Just because he could, and just because there was nothing else to do. Mara was... off doing whatever it was he did. Tormenting children or something like that, keeping them from his (their...?) island. He'd find No Eyes soon, the anxiety of being alone was already building in his chest. A cruel cycle of wanting to be alone through fear, and yet wanting company so as not to be so.... lonely.
So crushingly lonely in this nasty world full of bad people. Nasty people.
A heavy sigh was the first sign of life and he stood, shaking himself before narrowing his eyes. Body freezing for a moment before semirelaxing once more. A bird. Nothing but a bird. Flickers of worry danced in his eyes, fear that No Eyes would not be there. Would have left. Would suddenly drive him away. Would hurt him like the Demons. Perhaps it was almost worrying how much of his world the blind one had come to engulf, and yet also oddly ironic. Asylum had sought to fix him when they'd sent him to the lair of the Island Monster, and in doing so they'd inadvertently provided him wit... a awkward relationship with no true definition. No word vast enough to fit the complexity of whatever it was, and so he walked.
Carefully he made his way to the patch of land Mara had claimed within this territory. He knew the way now, a compass that pointed to home rather than north. His home. Better than the rest of this land, and far better than anything that was out of it. Only fickle whims kept him enclosed, promises that Demons could not come here. Would not live here. It didn't mean he trusted anyone here of course, to him they were still monsters. Simply a different sort. It was thus that he would try to avoid others as he went, still ever so alert to their coming as he simply searched. He would not be caught by surprise, but by the same token he was far too single minded in his return to alter his path if someone did happen to come along.
Little wraith boy trying so hard to hide, yet being ever so easy to find.
So crushingly lonely in this nasty world full of bad people. Nasty people.
A heavy sigh was the first sign of life and he stood, shaking himself before narrowing his eyes. Body freezing for a moment before semirelaxing once more. A bird. Nothing but a bird. Flickers of worry danced in his eyes, fear that No Eyes would not be there. Would have left. Would suddenly drive him away. Would hurt him like the Demons. Perhaps it was almost worrying how much of his world the blind one had come to engulf, and yet also oddly ironic. Asylum had sought to fix him when they'd sent him to the lair of the Island Monster, and in doing so they'd inadvertently provided him wit... a awkward relationship with no true definition. No word vast enough to fit the complexity of whatever it was, and so he walked.
Carefully he made his way to the patch of land Mara had claimed within this territory. He knew the way now, a compass that pointed to home rather than north. His home. Better than the rest of this land, and far better than anything that was out of it. Only fickle whims kept him enclosed, promises that Demons could not come here. Would not live here. It didn't mean he trusted anyone here of course, to him they were still monsters. Simply a different sort. It was thus that he would try to avoid others as he went, still ever so alert to their coming as he simply searched. He would not be caught by surprise, but by the same token he was far too single minded in his return to alter his path if someone did happen to come along.
Little wraith boy trying so hard to hide, yet being ever so easy to find.
Shark said:
Good god it was time for a break.
Shark plopped down onto the soft grass that over grew on the marshes, letting out a small huff as his chest hit the ground. All this work was beginning to get exhausting, wasn't the horse supposed to be doing some of these too? A slight grumble left him, he never liked that horse. Since the first meeting she was arrogant, and disrespectful, not at all like the others he had just brought in. At least they had the nerve to show proper respect.
Equines, puh.
Shark lay for a few more minutes before he grew restless again, not to take acceptances, oh no, something much more dark was his goal. He was about to go find his little friend Weiss and have some fun with her. Not anything drastic, but root himself deeper into her mind as him being a good, genuine guy, but actually being a really manipulative individual. Smiling to himself as he splashed through water, breaking through branches, basically not giving a shit where he went as he trudged along, planning and conniving in his own world. So deep in thought was he, so rooted to wanting his plans to work, he never noticed he was cutting through what would be the most dangerous, if not craziest part of the territory, Mara and Theta's world.
Shark had yet to meet the blind one and the crazy one, he hadn't even heard of them. He'd smelled one of them at the meeting, but that was as close as he had gotten to a confrontation. And now he was wading across what was deemed as their part of the land.
Not once giving a second glance to the not so hidden terror.
[Gearr I suck, and I'm sorry]