The days keep draggin' on.

[under_thehood]

Who: fantastycliche and under_thehood!
When: Tuesday night, October 18th
Where: The Cliffs!
Summary: Jason and Onyx accidentally end up having to try to work together to escape a pack of Darkness monsters. They're a little less than successful.
Warnings: Violence, but otherwise none.

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[fantasycliche]

[ She still doesn't like the smell of salt water. But the sad fact of the matter is that this is the best place to get fresh air on this whole rotted island. So Khisanth, currently Onyx, pictures the area, works her spell, and readies to brave the nausea of the coast.

...But it's not the nausea that immediately catches her attention when she arrives. No, it's Jason. John Doe, she'd been told. She's just arrived just behind and to the side of him, and for the time being she's a little too startled to do anything about it. This was supposed to be a lonely and contemplative place to be, not exactly crowded. ]

[under_thehood]

[Jason doesn't hear her at first, his gaze and thoughts focused on that bluff as the heaviness only multiplies over every inch of his body. He shouldn't be up and moving around, it's a fast track back to the grave, but he doesn't care. It's not because of confidence that creates that instills that apathy, though, not that arrogance that he deserves to be alive, is the only one who deserves the breath that moves his chest up and down. No, instead it's a genuine disconnect that he's starting to feel more and more every day, like he's being unraveled slowly, a thread being pulled apart into its separate pieces.

Then he thinks he hears a breath, not his own, behind him, and he turns quickly to lock his gaze on her. She'll be a good enough distraction for now.]

Hey look, it's Bitchpants McGee.

[fantasycliche]

[ Well, that's all sorts of helpful when it comes to snapping her out of her surprise and back into realtime. Right. This guy. She really dislikes this guy. She rolls her eyes, one hand finding her hip for the perfect disrespectfully casual pose. ]

Did you come up with that one yourself? That's very clever.

[under_thehood]

[Jason tilts his head only slightly to the side, deciding to amuse himself with her for now. There's nothing quite like a good trolling.]

I could ask the same thing about your incredible comeback.

[Still, his reply is still mostly cut short as he thinks he hears a howl off in the distance which, in itself isn't too unusual in Port, but it's not a good sign regardless. Awesome. Couldn't he just deal with one bitch for now?]