05-11-2019, 02:24 PM
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The universe was working away alright. Kydobi had wandered from the Pitt for reasons unbeknownst to him. A tiny feeling in his gut lead him this way and nothing more than intuition would guide him.
If he believed in destiny and fate and all that stuff he would look much deeper into the the crying fox ahead. He wasn't sure what this was or even who that was.
He had half a mind to go. Turn around and avoid an awkward situation with a stranger. Plus Kydobi was never ever good at emotions, so much that he avoided his own tumultuous feelings and swept them under the rug.
Yet something was familiar about that being. Something he couldn't quite name. Their scent smelled of the desert, like Bai Shi. Silver tears. His eyes flicked to the metallic tears, his minding recalling back to Ramona speaking of silver blood.
Maybe it's a common thing in these parts.
But despite his logical side that often bossed around his heart, he walked toward them.
"Uh... Are you okay?", well clearly not. But what else would he say. Instantly the jaguar wished he would have turned and left.
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♕tags-powers♕
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[OOC: ]
The universe was working away alright. Kydobi had wandered from the Pitt for reasons unbeknownst to him. A tiny feeling in his gut lead him this way and nothing more than intuition would guide him.
If he believed in destiny and fate and all that stuff he would look much deeper into the the crying fox ahead. He wasn't sure what this was or even who that was.
He had half a mind to go. Turn around and avoid an awkward situation with a stranger. Plus Kydobi was never ever good at emotions, so much that he avoided his own tumultuous feelings and swept them under the rug.
Yet something was familiar about that being. Something he couldn't quite name. Their scent smelled of the desert, like Bai Shi. Silver tears. His eyes flicked to the metallic tears, his minding recalling back to Ramona speaking of silver blood.
Maybe it's a common thing in these parts.
But despite his logical side that often bossed around his heart, he walked toward them.
"Uh... Are you okay?", well clearly not. But what else would he say. Instantly the jaguar wished he would have turned and left.