Trouble's in the Air [Open! <3]
[The Farmer's Market was quiet. Even the splicers seemed to have gone to sleep, something that Gil was thankful for. He had purposely chosen this time at the night to scrounge for food, because he knew that no one would be around to witness him do it. He had run into other splicers before, and the results had never been pleasant. Usually he was the one that ended up losing, even if he was almost twice the other men's size and much stronger. He simply did not know how to fight, where to strike and when.
After realising that Lamb's ADAM treatment was changing him for worse, Gil decided to flee. And now he was here, finally free again, but without anyone to take care of him. The food he had been served by the Family had been of a bad quality, especially lately, but at least it was something. Now that he was on his own, he realised just how hard it was to make a proper living. What made him even more upset was the thought that Lamb's splicers could find him at any given moment, but so far, he had seen none wearing the characteristic butterfly pins. Perhaps she had given up on him, just as he had given up on her.
He curled up behind the counter of what used to be a bakery and closed his eyes, listening to the sound of an air conditioner whirring somewhere in the distance. The contents of the rubbish bin that he had been examining had been strewn across the floor, but he didn't seem to mind the smell.]
After realising that Lamb's ADAM treatment was changing him for worse, Gil decided to flee. And now he was here, finally free again, but without anyone to take care of him. The food he had been served by the Family had been of a bad quality, especially lately, but at least it was something. Now that he was on his own, he realised just how hard it was to make a proper living. What made him even more upset was the thought that Lamb's splicers could find him at any given moment, but so far, he had seen none wearing the characteristic butterfly pins. Perhaps she had given up on him, just as he had given up on her.
He curled up behind the counter of what used to be a bakery and closed his eyes, listening to the sound of an air conditioner whirring somewhere in the distance. The contents of the rubbish bin that he had been examining had been strewn across the floor, but he didn't seem to mind the smell.]