02 ⊗ keep you s a f e

[tentaclearms]

Characters: tentaclearms and vatheon
Location: The forest
Time: around 9 pm.
Style: first because laziness is my middle name
Status: OPEN LIKE HIS ARMS

[If a passerby is glancing around nervously, perhaps because of the uncomfortable wind that accompanies them as they walk along the forest's edge or because of the strange fog that happens to be in one area of the forest

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[demon_heir]

[Thinking back on it, Mion really had no idea why she wandered so close to the forest. It probably had to do with her sleepiness; for the past few nights, she found herself being unable to sleep, so she just walked around the city in order to clear her head.

On this particular night, she walks into the forest without realizing it. She's so tired that she's almost in a daze, but she can't help but keep walking. After a while, though, she slowly starts to come out of it. She's getting that feeling again. She can feel those unseen eyes leering at the back of her head. Her breathing speeds up, as do her footsteps as she looks for a way out of the darkened forest.]

[tentaclearms]

[A familiar presence makes his way over to Slenderman as well, noticing the girl who had been named Mion. He glides a bit closer, his arms creating soundless sweeps against the forest floor as he makes his way towards her.]

[demon_heir]

[Feeling the presence behind her suddenly starting to move, Mion's entire body freezes. She wants desperately to run away, to get out of the forest and back into the safety of her own apartment. Then she remembers her conversation with Rena, and how the tall creature is probably just angry because she threatened and tried to hurt it.

Taking in a deep breath, Mion slowly turns her head to look back over her shoulder.]

I know you're there. It's you, right...?

[tentaclearms]

[The tree Slenderman is attached to sighs with the wind, its branches creaking and creating a soft hum as if contemplating an answer.

'Yes. ...You...are the one that tried to har...m. me.']

[singularjustice]

[ Something feels off. Even to someone who is as oblivious as N can be. The purple cat sitting on his shoulders seems to feel it too, puffing up.

He nearly misses the man, but once he sees him he has no idea how he could have. Few things disturb N, but that -- that just does not look right. ]

[tentaclearms]

[Oh, a boy. The Operator stays still, watching the boy's reaction with some kind of sick pleasure. No matter how strange, he loved it.

But the boy was too far away for a good grasp, so he sticks to watching him.

For now.]

[singularjustice]

...hello?

[ Mice and ponies could talk like normal people here, so maybe this thing can too. ]

[tentaclearms]

(ooc: permissions are here in case you haven't seen them c:)

[A dreadful silence is what answers the boy, along with a small crinkle from the leaves as an arm brushes against them, curling up into a spiral figure before unraveling quickly.]

[xblood_lusting]

[ The doc's practically claimed the forest as his territory ever since last Halloween. If one was sensitive enough, one would sense his energy weaving in and out through the trees. Ah, the drawbacks of discharging so much magical power in one place.

Inversely, he's been able to faintly sense intruders in the forest. This one strikes him even more.

Slendy's being stalked from a distance. ]

[tentaclearms]

[Abruptly, as if on cue, Slenderman jerks his whole body to turn around, facing the unknown presence that he felt around him, particularly in that area.

He does not move after that, he simple waits.]

[xblood_lusting]

[ Ah. He's not a statue after all. The doctor pauses, studying the creature a moment before taking a step closer. ]

Intriguing... Strange sort of creature that you are.

[ Though this is said more to himself than to Slendy. ]

[tentaclearms]

[No fear picked up at all. Strange. Who was this man?

Slenderman tilts his head curiously, like a question.]

[tentaclearms]

[The faceless man confuses Slenderman for a moment, thinking it is one of his own, another him, perhaps. But as the figure draws closer Slenderman is positive that it is not one of his own but someone who bares the same figure.

Only his suit is white.

Just who is he?

He stays silent, relying on the tree not so much as disguise, but as a way to maneuver around in case he decides to observe him more.]

[tentaclearms]

[Slenderman usually didn't come when called, but this ... man was too curious not to come to terms. All his limbs move for him, letting him glide across the forest floor with ease.

So now, he's behind the man. Not too close, but not too far either.]