[center] INVOLVES MORTIMER & MYST. [/center]
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Tom kept his aim steady, his eyes squinted.. focusing upon Mortimer's throat, looking for any sudden movements which would be considered agression; the slingshot that he used was at its max capacity for draw-length, the rubber stretched out far. He held the leather pouch firmly between his fingers which encased a steel ball bearing which would be used as his ammo if he needed to fire.. but he didn't.

Tom watched as the woman ontop of the boxcar exchanged words with the man, settling their differences it seemed from his quite far point of view. He gave a sigh of relief, feeling quite relaxed now that he knew he didn't have to take a persons life.. which probably would haunt him until the day he died. The boy rested backwards against the large tree, he closed his eyes.. shaking his head in disbelief that such actions had 'gone down'. 

Tom stopped his rest, quickly standing to his feet; still behind the cover of the tree - he reached behind himself with his palms facing inwards, brushing off dirt and dust off the seat of his pants, aswell as his knees.. he started over back towards his belongings, placing his slingshot inside his rucksack oncemore, until he heard some footsteps.. and then a snap of a branch, he paid no mind to it; thinking that it might just be an animal, it is slightly wooded afterall.

Little did he know, it was one of the women who he had witnessed ontop of the boxcar, aswell as her sister.. he continued to pack things up, and he hitched his rucksack onto his shoulder - he heard some rushing water, thinking it was a river; he started towards the sound with careful steps - making sure that his footing was placed properly so he didn't risk the chance of falling and snapping his neck on a rock.

He took a knee next to the river, bending his head forward-.. he dipped his hands into the water, soaking them with the fresh water.. rubbing it across his face - washing it.. he slurped some which was trapped within his palms, feeling refreshed.

(Tom is currently at the river which the ladies were heading towards.)