@ Jaguar's Heart
Time was disappointed as the first several rooms just seemed to be filled with junk and dust. She'd hoped they would've found something at least. And then Nature said something about a pin ball machine. She sorted of "nudged" him out of the way so that she could look, and sure enough, there it was. "What in the hell is a pin ball machine doing in this place?" she asked as she dragged Nature into the room since apparently he still had her hand in his.
Fate wrapped her arms around his waist, pressing her face into his shirt. When he finished speaking, she pulled back a bit so she wouldn't just be mumbling into his chest, but rather than say something, she frowned a red smudge that was now on his shirt. She pulled back a little more, touching her face, and her fingers came back slick with blood. Except she knew for a fact that she wasn't bleeding. In fact, even if she had been, Death would've been sure to let her know. And she had left after he punched a wall. With a sudden groan, she pulled out of his arms and took his hands, which confirmed her suspicion. They were torn up bad. "Do you have to hurt yourself like this when you're angry?" she asked in exasperation as she looked up at him.
Time was disappointed as the first several rooms just seemed to be filled with junk and dust. She'd hoped they would've found something at least. And then Nature said something about a pin ball machine. She sorted of "nudged" him out of the way so that she could look, and sure enough, there it was. "What in the hell is a pin ball machine doing in this place?" she asked as she dragged Nature into the room since apparently he still had her hand in his.
Fate wrapped her arms around his waist, pressing her face into his shirt. When he finished speaking, she pulled back a bit so she wouldn't just be mumbling into his chest, but rather than say something, she frowned a red smudge that was now on his shirt. She pulled back a little more, touching her face, and her fingers came back slick with blood. Except she knew for a fact that she wasn't bleeding. In fact, even if she had been, Death would've been sure to let her know. And she had left after he punched a wall. With a sudden groan, she pulled out of his arms and took his hands, which confirmed her suspicion. They were torn up bad. "Do you have to hurt yourself like this when you're angry?" she asked in exasperation as she looked up at him.
January 19th, 2015 at 06:59pm