Nightshift 26: M12
... you might meet your maker.
Those words hung in Ashton's head as he began to do his stretches. Underground, huh...? Meet your maker..? Even Ashton was beginning to wonder what those words meant, and Ashton had never really been one for symbolism in words. Actions, yeah, not so much words.
How could they even get underground!?
The radio man hadn't come on yet tonight to respond in equally confusing code, but Ashton would be listening for it. He hadn't really taken his radio around these last couple nights - he hadn't felt like wearing his coat for pockets, and he'd had swords in his hands the last couple of nights, which lay on his bed, a few specks of the fake River's blood still coloring them red.
So Ashton mentally prepared himself for the night's events as he bent down to wrap his arms around his thighs, straightening his knees out. His chest neared his thighs until he it almost looked like his body was folded over. It was always a good thing to stay limber, and Ashton always made sure to stretch before beginning potentially strenuous activity! Safety first - otherwise, pulled muscles. Which were no fun at allll.
Dias would probably show up first, right..? He was the closest, after all. And then Lust and her.. friend. Axel had already left for the night, so he was alone in his room. Hopefully their smithery plan would work out, and they could try it tomorrow..
And so he waited.
Those words hung in Ashton's head as he began to do his stretches. Underground, huh...? Meet your maker..? Even Ashton was beginning to wonder what those words meant, and Ashton had never really been one for symbolism in words. Actions, yeah, not so much words.
How could they even get underground!?
The radio man hadn't come on yet tonight to respond in equally confusing code, but Ashton would be listening for it. He hadn't really taken his radio around these last couple nights - he hadn't felt like wearing his coat for pockets, and he'd had swords in his hands the last couple of nights, which lay on his bed, a few specks of the fake River's blood still coloring them red.
So Ashton mentally prepared himself for the night's events as he bent down to wrap his arms around his thighs, straightening his knees out. His chest neared his thighs until he it almost looked like his body was folded over. It was always a good thing to stay limber, and Ashton always made sure to stretch before beginning potentially strenuous activity! Safety first - otherwise, pulled muscles. Which were no fun at allll.
Dias would probably show up first, right..? He was the closest, after all. And then Lust and her.. friend. Axel had already left for the night, so he was alone in his room. Hopefully their smithery plan would work out, and they could try it tomorrow..
And so he waited.