May 20, 2010 21:59
[If asked, Tyki wouldn't describe what he's been doing as hiding, exactly.
He had his journal with him, after all. Had the boy tried to contact him, he would have responded. As it was, all he did was watch with great delight as people panicked, were attacked, and died, to the horror of all their friends.
Why on earth hadn't he done this sooner?
But he stayed far away from the village as all the chaos went on, lurking in the part of the forest that bordered the mountains. He needed the distance.
He wasn't hiding, you see. He was waiting.
As the last of his newly-minted Tease whisk through the air to settle on his arms and hands, Tyki absorbs them into his body and sighs, digging a cigarette and book of matches out of his pocket. He sits perched on a fallen tree, separated so cleanly from its nearby stump you'd think it had been cut by a wire.
Tyki takes a drag off his cigarette and waits. Waits for the boy he know will come, following the trail of butterflies.]
(ooc; sorry for all the lag on tags everywhere; I graduated and promptly got sick. am doing my best to pick up old and current threads, plz bear with me.)
haet that sword of exorcism,
crazy psychotic killer alert,
schoolyard rumble,
epic shounen throwndown starts now,
so i herd u liek tease,
[black],
!action,
noah + exorcist = carnage,
trollin',
bring it