04-08-2018, 10:35 AM
KHAOL CORATIO
✯ — BOYS LIKE US DON'T SHINE SO BRIGHT
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barbeque? that had been the first thought that had surfaced in khaol's mind when the scent had hit his nostrils in a wave. it really did smell like barbeque, the smell of over-cooked chicken perhaps? though the scent sturred something from deep in the back of khaol's head, buried behind a wall that had been places down weeks ago. no, he wouldn't think of that now, that had nothing to do with the typhoon. subconciously, his paw reached to scratch at the scar on his chest before he shook away the distant itch to find the source of the horrific and kind of disgustingly inticing scent. khaol's pace had at first been a rushed jog but was quick to slow as soon as he heard the others. while the situation wasn't exactly calm it didn't sound like anyone was in any immediate danger, actually it sounded like the danger had been eliminated, although he couldn't be entirely sure until he saw for himself. black paws contrasted against the seemingly endless sands, his golden green hues reflecting not only the ocean but the scene before him as well.
he didn't speak as he slipped forwards at first, his eyes simply surveying the situation in a meek attempt to gain some form of understanding on what had gone down. from tanglewood? the panther's head tipped, eyes flicking towards ammy with a certain level of curiosity. perhaps he shoudl be a little more concerned, and it wasn't that he wasn't, it was just the whole... oddity of the situation. he couldn't really understand how someone who hadn't meant to kill someone, had just managed to barbeque them presumably alive. though, this was his crewmate, and therefor, he wouldn't question it, at least, not aloud. no, he'd leave that to pincher, if they even wanted to question her. they seemed to have some sort of thing against tanglewood after all. ah, shit, she was freaking out. how were you supposed to deal with someone who was freaking out? humour? ah, that probably wasn't the best idea. he was going to go with a cannibalism barbeque joke but for some reason, he doubted that'd help. "hey, hey, take some deep breaths, it's okay, you're okay," was he helping yet? "why don't you tell us what happened? ah, or, don't if that'll make it worse. just... ah... breathe? yeah, breathe." wasn't he the best at emotional support? maybe he should pick up a career in it.
he didn't speak as he slipped forwards at first, his eyes simply surveying the situation in a meek attempt to gain some form of understanding on what had gone down. from tanglewood? the panther's head tipped, eyes flicking towards ammy with a certain level of curiosity. perhaps he shoudl be a little more concerned, and it wasn't that he wasn't, it was just the whole... oddity of the situation. he couldn't really understand how someone who hadn't meant to kill someone, had just managed to barbeque them presumably alive. though, this was his crewmate, and therefor, he wouldn't question it, at least, not aloud. no, he'd leave that to pincher, if they even wanted to question her. they seemed to have some sort of thing against tanglewood after all. ah, shit, she was freaking out. how were you supposed to deal with someone who was freaking out? humour? ah, that probably wasn't the best idea. he was going to go with a cannibalism barbeque joke but for some reason, he doubted that'd help. "hey, hey, take some deep breaths, it's okay, you're okay," was he helping yet? "why don't you tell us what happened? ah, or, don't if that'll make it worse. just... ah... breathe? yeah, breathe." wasn't he the best at emotional support? maybe he should pick up a career in it.
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AND I GUESS IM JUST A MESS !
tags ★ 10 months ★ the typhoon