05-14-2018, 07:11 PM
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SOMEBODY SHOWED YOU ALL OF THE HORROR-
YOU WEREN'T BORN WITH IT!
[W]iskerSOMEBODY SHOWED YOU ALL OF THE HORROR-
YOU WEREN'T BORN WITH IT!
[div style="background-color:#BG COLOR;width:90%; overflow: stretch;text-align: justify; font-size: 8pt;"] "The typhoon actually." Argus responded, keeping her voice light as her footsteps. As if lowering the volume with help cover the rugged edged to it. She was, again struck by the oddity of strangers seeming apparent ability to show up anywhere that wasn't the border. Thought about cutting back on the naps during the day to start actually patrolling later. She did not offer any of the before hostility she did with the pair from before. Far from trying to sleep as she was when she stumbled upon them.
But as she stops to observe, she does notice something about him that is very familiar. Maybe not him- that she has seen before. But in someone else. A voice long lost and a name just on the edge's of her grasp. It put's her on edge, not out of danger but general unease of the familiarity. Maybe she could have ignored it, she should have but she was injured still and healing- and her instincts were still shoot to hell from letting the healer anywhere close to her at all before-
She offered a calm smile. Trying to drag herself back to the presence with the thrum of the blade her her folded wings. His words the politeness in his voice was false but not unkind just... ulterior. It had her narrow her eyes slightly, the dull red flaring with a bit of brightly colored interest. A predictor sizing another. Counting sins and sizing up.
But as she stops to observe, she does notice something about him that is very familiar. Maybe not him- that she has seen before. But in someone else. A voice long lost and a name just on the edge's of her grasp. It put's her on edge, not out of danger but general unease of the familiarity. Maybe she could have ignored it, she should have but she was injured still and healing- and her instincts were still shoot to hell from letting the healer anywhere close to her at all before-
She offered a calm smile. Trying to drag herself back to the presence with the thrum of the blade her her folded wings. His words the politeness in his voice was false but not unkind just... ulterior. It had her narrow her eyes slightly, the dull red flaring with a bit of brightly colored interest. A predictor sizing another. Counting sins and sizing up.