EnarrAnd the feminine avatar and sig didn't give it away either.
[And to your defense, I thought Gyrin was a girl at first too]
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You're not a guy!? But this is the internet, everyone is a guy!
Also, your post needs some clarifications. The unknown presence is gone and left well before Keita arrived. And what's this with Leon? If you're going to have Leon do things, even in the past, run it by me and see if I'm cool with it.
She doesn't really need to. She wasn't even looking in Keita's direction when he arrived. This isn't an episode of Cheers. We don't all need to turn and greet whoever enters the scene.
"We should probably head back eventually," Leon shrugged, "It'd be nice to sleep in a bed for once too." His eyes drifted around the park, settling on the island. Perhaps he would spend some time there first though. That could be nice. It couldn't have been that late, after all they only had dinner about half an hour ago. Though, they also had no idea what time it was when they went out to eat. Still, until tomorrow, time was sort of irrelevant. They were in a spaceship after all and in a spaceship there was no rotating around a giant ball of flaming gas. There was only the simulated day and night cycle that their alien friends had set and they were still unfamiliar to that cycle. If tomorrow didn't have so much unspoken tension building behind it, Leon would've considered pulling an all-nighter. Though with Leon, nothing was ever really off the table. He had always been a bit too much of a flow with the wind kind of guy. A small smirk crossed his face when Aeria caught his eye, any way the wind blows.
Tollnak expressed his gratitude to the two of them, something that Leon appreciated. It was nice to see how genuine and kind Tollnak was a trait he could only wish others saw in himself. Leon winced slightly at the mention of a hay baler ripping Tollnak's arm off. He looked down toward his left arm, which has partially hidden by Tollnak's own arm, remembering the butcher's yard, remembering losing the arm and desperately trying to reattach it. He and Tollnak were more similar than he like to admit sometimes. Leon could only hope that he had his friend's good qualities in addition to his misfortunes.
Keita's presence was known to Leon well before the door to the park opened up, his mutation sensing the approaching mutant a good distance back. It was only surprising that the boy managed to stumble upon their little hole in the wall. Much like the little Norwegian bar from earlier, the park was neither particularly noticeable nor well advertised, and yet the mutants kept on coming. Leon couldn't help but suspect that mutants were unconsciously directed toward one another. Anything else just didn't make sense to him. "Uh, yeah, sure." Leon said to the artifact from a time long since passed. He didn't really recognize Keita anymore, being that it had been almost a decade since they were close. When Leon saw Keita, he saw his scars.There was no other remnant of his old life and if Leon had his way, he would just forget about it all and yet, here he was. Here. He. Was. "Good to see you," Leon smiled, ducking and slipping out from under Tollnak's arm, spinning on his heels. "Christ, Odin, Thor, Osiris, the Holy Spirit," Leon muttered, stepping to the water's edge by Aeria, "One of you help me."
Leon bent down by her, putting his hand by his mouth, using his teeth to take the glove off and dragged his hand through the water, the water feeling surprisingly cold along the ridges on his hand. It was a byproduct of the nerve damage though, his ability to sense temperature practically shot in some parts of his body. He cupped his hand, a small globe of water forming in his hand which he brought to his lips, taking a long slow drink. The globe dropping away from his hand when the muscles relaxed. He gave a shake of his hand, droplets of water falling away and in a quick motion, he slid the glove back onto his hand, covering the scars once more. "You sensed it too, didn't you?" Leon spoke, in almost a whisper to Aeria. "Did you catch his scent?" Leon asked quickly, hoping that she had. Not that he was comfortable with the idea that there was some person stalking them, but he needed to know if he was still sane or not. Keita alone was enough to make him question the state of his mind. This new entity, whomever it was, was enough to make Leon wonder if he was sharp as a knife or completely mad.
Tollnak expressed his gratitude to the two of them, something that Leon appreciated. It was nice to see how genuine and kind Tollnak was a trait he could only wish others saw in himself. Leon winced slightly at the mention of a hay baler ripping Tollnak's arm off. He looked down toward his left arm, which has partially hidden by Tollnak's own arm, remembering the butcher's yard, remembering losing the arm and desperately trying to reattach it. He and Tollnak were more similar than he like to admit sometimes. Leon could only hope that he had his friend's good qualities in addition to his misfortunes.
Keita's presence was known to Leon well before the door to the park opened up, his mutation sensing the approaching mutant a good distance back. It was only surprising that the boy managed to stumble upon their little hole in the wall. Much like the little Norwegian bar from earlier, the park was neither particularly noticeable nor well advertised, and yet the mutants kept on coming. Leon couldn't help but suspect that mutants were unconsciously directed toward one another. Anything else just didn't make sense to him. "Uh, yeah, sure." Leon said to the artifact from a time long since passed. He didn't really recognize Keita anymore, being that it had been almost a decade since they were close. When Leon saw Keita, he saw his scars.There was no other remnant of his old life and if Leon had his way, he would just forget about it all and yet, here he was. Here. He. Was. "Good to see you," Leon smiled, ducking and slipping out from under Tollnak's arm, spinning on his heels. "Christ, Odin, Thor, Osiris, the Holy Spirit," Leon muttered, stepping to the water's edge by Aeria, "One of you help me."
Leon bent down by her, putting his hand by his mouth, using his teeth to take the glove off and dragged his hand through the water, the water feeling surprisingly cold along the ridges on his hand. It was a byproduct of the nerve damage though, his ability to sense temperature practically shot in some parts of his body. He cupped his hand, a small globe of water forming in his hand which he brought to his lips, taking a long slow drink. The globe dropping away from his hand when the muscles relaxed. He gave a shake of his hand, droplets of water falling away and in a quick motion, he slid the glove back onto his hand, covering the scars once more. "You sensed it too, didn't you?" Leon spoke, in almost a whisper to Aeria. "Did you catch his scent?" Leon asked quickly, hoping that she had. Not that he was comfortable with the idea that there was some person stalking them, but he needed to know if he was still sane or not. Keita alone was enough to make him question the state of his mind. This new entity, whomever it was, was enough to make Leon wonder if he was sharp as a knife or completely mad.
"Excellent!" the immortal grinned when Frank revealed his extremely Frankenstein's monster-esque form, "Now we just need a hunchback and I need a lab coat! We don't even need to do the whole cop routine then!" When Abe mentioned that he was hungry, Jesse was admittedly surprised. He had assumed that like himself, the walking dead didn't need to eat. Franks hunger for actual food certainly made the typical zombie flick make a bit more sense at the very least. "Uh, I'm sure there's a few places around here. Like a cafeteria or something along those lines. Shall we?" Jesse shrugged and gave a nod toward the building, starting to walk toward the academy.
Jesse drifted from person to person as they approached the building, asking each person that he approached where the mess hall was. When the first person gave him directions, Jesse clasped the boy's face between his hands, exclaiming "Finally, someone knows they're way around. Thank you you beautiful bastard!" Jesse let go of the man's face and gave him a shove on the chest, throwing a wave towards his undead companion as he made his way inside. "Might wanna duck," He said, giving a glance back at the behemoth of a man (or multiple men, in Abe's specific case). In a crowd, Jesse had a tendency to bend other's wills to him, this especially clear when he walked freely through the crowded hall to the cafeteria, those that stood in his was being ushered out of his way with a gentle guiding hand. When they made their way to the cafeteria, Jesse walked to the first table and sat down, there were a few others sitting, casual talking and eating, pausing as Jesse dropped into his seat and swung his feet up onto the table. "Don't worry boys, I don't mind ya'll takin my table." He grinned, looking back at Abe, "You go and grab a bite, ya? I'm sure these boys will be more than happy to make room for us," he turned his gaze back toward the table, the boys' eyes fixated on the monolithic man before them, "Won't you?"
Jesse drifted from person to person as they approached the building, asking each person that he approached where the mess hall was. When the first person gave him directions, Jesse clasped the boy's face between his hands, exclaiming "Finally, someone knows they're way around. Thank you you beautiful bastard!" Jesse let go of the man's face and gave him a shove on the chest, throwing a wave towards his undead companion as he made his way inside. "Might wanna duck," He said, giving a glance back at the behemoth of a man (or multiple men, in Abe's specific case). In a crowd, Jesse had a tendency to bend other's wills to him, this especially clear when he walked freely through the crowded hall to the cafeteria, those that stood in his was being ushered out of his way with a gentle guiding hand. When they made their way to the cafeteria, Jesse walked to the first table and sat down, there were a few others sitting, casual talking and eating, pausing as Jesse dropped into his seat and swung his feet up onto the table. "Don't worry boys, I don't mind ya'll takin my table." He grinned, looking back at Abe, "You go and grab a bite, ya? I'm sure these boys will be more than happy to make room for us," he turned his gaze back toward the table, the boys' eyes fixated on the monolithic man before them, "Won't you?"
Leon looked toward Tollnak when he mentioned dipping his feet in the water. Leon wanted to, he honestly did, but even though Aeria knew the truth and Tollnak would be understanding, he knew the answer too well. "I can't." He muttured under his breath, looking toward the cool river when Tollnak began to speak again. When Tollnak mentioned where he came from, Leon was reminded of his origins. For a majority of his life, he lived along the poverty line, staying in government housing. Seas of gray concrete, indenture jumpsuits that debtors would wear, shitty food and defeated faces. It wasn't until the attack that he left the prisons that were debtor housing to live wherever he could be left alone, back when he had the appearance of a leper. As Tollnak continued on, Leon could feel the changing of chemicals in Tollnak's head, the rapid changing of emotion. And there it was. Tollnak believed that he was alone. Leon had no idea what happened to Tollnak's mother, though his guess was that she was no longer among the living. Had he still been deeply spiritual as he had been in his youth, he would have offered words of advice, reassuring Tollnak on the topic of death and the challenges of life, though that time had long passed,
"We all got baggage," Leon said simply, his eyes drifting from Tollnak, to Aeria, and back to him, "If you think you gotta apologize for that, you're bein' an idoit. And besides," Leon smiled softly, taking a step towards him. "We won't be ditchin' ya. You're my guinea pig, remember? And Aeria is a big ol' tsundere outcast who doesn't want to share how much she likes us idiots. Ain't that right?" Leon put his palm on Tollnak's head, contemplating giving him a surge of chemicals to give him some relief, Leon stopping before he followed through. Leon blew air out of his nose, hating that he wanted to just take the easy way out of this situation. "We've got your back, Toll," Leon decided, patting the blind boy's head, "That's what friends are for, da?"
"We all got baggage," Leon said simply, his eyes drifting from Tollnak, to Aeria, and back to him, "If you think you gotta apologize for that, you're bein' an idoit. And besides," Leon smiled softly, taking a step towards him. "We won't be ditchin' ya. You're my guinea pig, remember? And Aeria is a big ol' tsundere outcast who doesn't want to share how much she likes us idiots. Ain't that right?" Leon put his palm on Tollnak's head, contemplating giving him a surge of chemicals to give him some relief, Leon stopping before he followed through. Leon blew air out of his nose, hating that he wanted to just take the easy way out of this situation. "We've got your back, Toll," Leon decided, patting the blind boy's head, "That's what friends are for, da?"
Sylver, you can move Ignori on to the next day once everyone in your district is good to go. We'll catch up in time sooner or later.
And that's a tall order. Buried does enjoy his cake.
A warm smile crossed Leon's face when Tollnak took off toward the river, yanking off his socks to put his feet in the water. A light breeze passed by him, Leon figuring it was Aeria giving Tollnak a helping hand in seeing everything around him. When she mentioned bug boy's scent, he rose an eyebrow, about to make a comment about how familiar the two were all of the sudden, when she mentioned that the park looked a lot like Earth. Did it? Leon had no idea. He had never been, nor had he ever seen images of the planet. He caught the fading smile on Aeria's face, something about her expression giving him the impression that she caught on to the other presence in the park. He made no comment and gave no visual cues when she looked from Tollnak to himself. When she did follow Tollnak, motioning for him to follow along, he watched in silence, his expression flat.
Leon's eyes closed tightly, his entire focus being shifted to his mutations ability to find people and give him a comprehensive understanding of their biology. When he reached out this time, there was nothing around him. Nothing beyond Aeria and Tollnak. Which either meant that this person was particularly good at hiding themselves or... The metallic door slid shut, his eyes opening wide as he spun toward the door, finding it closed. Or they had already left. "Gods," he muttered, spitting in the direction of the door, genuinely unnerved by the presence. There was no way to know what the presence meant for him or his friends, but Leon couldn't shake the feeling that something was off. He let out a long sigh, mostly one of relief and ran a hand through his hair, rubbing the back of his neck with his finger tips when he reached it.
Leon made his way over to the river after his little would be encounter, stopping when he reached the bank of the river. He didn't want to get his shoes wet and removing his shoes and socks would reveal some very unsightly blemishes, his feet being about as bad as his hands are. For once, Leon said nothing because for once, Leon had nothing to say.
Leon's eyes closed tightly, his entire focus being shifted to his mutations ability to find people and give him a comprehensive understanding of their biology. When he reached out this time, there was nothing around him. Nothing beyond Aeria and Tollnak. Which either meant that this person was particularly good at hiding themselves or... The metallic door slid shut, his eyes opening wide as he spun toward the door, finding it closed. Or they had already left. "Gods," he muttered, spitting in the direction of the door, genuinely unnerved by the presence. There was no way to know what the presence meant for him or his friends, but Leon couldn't shake the feeling that something was off. He let out a long sigh, mostly one of relief and ran a hand through his hair, rubbing the back of his neck with his finger tips when he reached it.
Leon made his way over to the river after his little would be encounter, stopping when he reached the bank of the river. He didn't want to get his shoes wet and removing his shoes and socks would reveal some very unsightly blemishes, his feet being about as bad as his hands are. For once, Leon said nothing because for once, Leon had nothing to say.
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