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Running away from... the unknown?
Mar. 22nd, 2017 02:56 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
ishifyThe party walked back to the town ruins and decided to set camp in the chapel bunker. They talked amongst themselves as they walked. Prisma just kept looking back to the house, her heart fluttering for reasons unknown. Was she excited? Was she scared? At that moment she couldn't figure it out.
By noon the party had settled down. Prisma eyed the party carefully, curious and yet distant. She has never met these people before... yet what they just went through together made Prisma feel like she could trust them. Or she should protect them. When her eyes met with the human fighter's, she felt her blood race again. She quickly stood up, ready to bolt.
"I... I'm gonna go get us food! I know the fo fo forest, the fog is gone, I'm not used to this food... So. Forest."
By noon the party had settled down. Prisma eyed the party carefully, curious and yet distant. She has never met these people before... yet what they just went through together made Prisma feel like she could trust them. Or she should protect them. When her eyes met with the human fighter's, she felt her blood race again. She quickly stood up, ready to bolt.
"I... I'm gonna go get us food! I know the fo fo forest, the fog is gone, I'm not used to this food... So. Forest."
likearhino"Naw, yo, I bet I've got a better poker face than you."
[It had been a few days since Beat had blurted that out while conversing with his younger sister. She had laughed after he said it teasing him by saying that he wore his heart on his sleeve. While Beat wasn't sure what it had meant, he felt the sudden need to prove his claim. The only problem was that she didn't actually know how to play said card game.
Even if he didn't really think much of it when he'd first said it, he suddenly took it upon himself to teach her the ropes. Beat had even made sure that neither of their parents were around, not in any mood to get into another shouting match with either of them for teaching Rhyme the skill—or so he'd like to think— before getting down to business.
He looked up from the deck of cards in his hands, skillfully shuffling them as he spoke to Rhyme.]
Heh, you totally gonna get owned, yo!
[A cocky grin pulled at his lips as he was unable to curb his now competitive nature around his sibling.]
[It had been a few days since Beat had blurted that out while conversing with his younger sister. She had laughed after he said it teasing him by saying that he wore his heart on his sleeve. While Beat wasn't sure what it had meant, he felt the sudden need to prove his claim. The only problem was that she didn't actually know how to play said card game.
Even if he didn't really think much of it when he'd first said it, he suddenly took it upon himself to teach her the ropes. Beat had even made sure that neither of their parents were around, not in any mood to get into another shouting match with either of them for teaching Rhyme the skill—or so he'd like to think— before getting down to business.
He looked up from the deck of cards in his hands, skillfully shuffling them as he spoke to Rhyme.]
Heh, you totally gonna get owned, yo!
[A cocky grin pulled at his lips as he was unable to curb his now competitive nature around his sibling.]