whatever lets you cope

ALISTAIR Alistair had been a gifted hunter/tracker and it was moments like these that made his skills pay off. Long had he thought about traversing the outskirts, but it wasn't until he had spotted Rexanna in the distance during one of his routine camps that he decided to follow her. He grinned beneath his mask as he silently passed a safe distance from behind. As she stopped, he clicked the button in his palm. His image distorting and reappearing next to her. "Suppose we both have the same questions...what the fuck are we doing here, and how do we get out...right?" Alistair would ask as he stood at her side so suddenly. The mechanical mask hissing and humming as he turned to face her.