09-02-2020, 04:31 PM
TIMES ARE HARD BUT I WAS BUILT TOUGH
BAREILLES I.
COALITION
MEMBER
He hears them coming. There are three, of what he can tell--each of them coming from a different direction as if to surround him, though one is distinctly closer than the other tree, noted as he steps through the undergrowth toward him. He's yellow and if he'd never met anyone with some random colouring he might have been surprised, but as it were he'd had a giant spider knit him a blanket to shelter from the cold once, not much surprised him anymore.
Their threatening tone isn't a surprise, either. It's understandable that you'd feel some kind of hostility towards any intruders in your territory, granted Barei didn't even know where he was, and with his somewhat dizzy state he barely had time to ready himself for what could possibly be a fight. He snorted still, stumbling into a somewhat hunched stance, eyes flicking up to the other to peer through his lashes with vaguely irritated intrigue and, leaning slightly to the right; spoke up at last as the other two appeared. "Scary." he scoffed, picking himself up figuratively, his vision clearing up quickly now.
The second one spoke, she smelt like various herbs that left a tingle in his nose that reminded him of Irina. He ignored the comment about his physical state, he knew even when he hadn't just been transported through Satan's asshole that he didn't look presentable. The other, though, walked straight toward him and offered him assistance; there was a kindness there he hadn't expected and, though grateful, it was mostly unneeded. "All I need-" a heavy breath and a swallow as he shook his head, standing upright for the first time in about five minutes. "-is for one of you to tell me where I am, and I'll be out of your hair... In no time."
Their threatening tone isn't a surprise, either. It's understandable that you'd feel some kind of hostility towards any intruders in your territory, granted Barei didn't even know where he was, and with his somewhat dizzy state he barely had time to ready himself for what could possibly be a fight. He snorted still, stumbling into a somewhat hunched stance, eyes flicking up to the other to peer through his lashes with vaguely irritated intrigue and, leaning slightly to the right; spoke up at last as the other two appeared. "Scary." he scoffed, picking himself up figuratively, his vision clearing up quickly now.
The second one spoke, she smelt like various herbs that left a tingle in his nose that reminded him of Irina. He ignored the comment about his physical state, he knew even when he hadn't just been transported through Satan's asshole that he didn't look presentable. The other, though, walked straight toward him and offered him assistance; there was a kindness there he hadn't expected and, though grateful, it was mostly unneeded. "All I need-" a heavy breath and a swallow as he shook his head, standing upright for the first time in about five minutes. "-is for one of you to tell me where I am, and I'll be out of your hair... In no time."
I'M GONNA SHOW YOU ALL WHAT I'M MADE OF
— Reggan
STEALING MY OWN PLACE IN THE SUN !
Bareilles ★ COCM ★ 5 Years