honey, i rose up from the dead. i do it all the time
He hasn’t wanted to surprise her, but since the training and everything, he’s gotten a bit back in his soldier mindset, with a hard set jaw and the mask set in place because he doesn’t want to take it off unless he’s inside where he knows it’s safe. He spent a few moments walking through the Domiciles, heading toward Isla’s before deciding against it until he can get a hold of himself, but finds it absolutely pointless in the grand scheme of things. He’s too in it, all he can focus on is the surge of adrenaline his body tells him is there even if it’s been a while since the spar, and a mind that takes him deeper and deeper into his mind.
He’s actually leaving the way from Isla’s when he finds her, a bit of a surprise that flashes in his gaze, keeping to the shadows of the moon out of pure habit from where this mindset takes him, but he pulls himself out of it enough to go to her. Isla. His tone is deep as it is a bit hoarse mentally, using her name in such a sound that it surprises even himself. But he doesn’t stop, reaching out with his metal hand to snatch her by her wrist, to get her to spin toward him in the shadows of a building. Are you heading home? It seems like she is, but he’s not quite ready to yet. He’s got a lot on his mind he needs to burn off.
He’s actually leaving the way from Isla’s when he finds her, a bit of a surprise that flashes in his gaze, keeping to the shadows of the moon out of pure habit from where this mindset takes him, but he pulls himself out of it enough to go to her. Isla. His tone is deep as it is a bit hoarse mentally, using her name in such a sound that it surprises even himself. But he doesn’t stop, reaching out with his metal hand to snatch her by her wrist, to get her to spin toward him in the shadows of a building. Are you heading home? It seems like she is, but he’s not quite ready to yet. He’s got a lot on his mind he needs to burn off.
VARUS
