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inkwreaths2014-10-11 03:58 pm
akisazame) wrote in inkwreaths2014-10-11 03:58 pm
you can hate me, after you pay me
[Belkend was supposed to be a simple job. Although Sync was assigned to him as his partner--as it had been ever since Luke's 'miraculous' escape--Guy had found a pocket of time for himself. Take a walk along the port to clear his head, think over on the next course of action to take. What he hadn't expected was a surprise encounter with his friends.
Maybe it was 'former' friends, judging by their reactions. Guy couldn't say he blamed them. If someone close to him had pulled such a stunt, he'd find it hard to forgive.
Breathing heavily, he slumped against the alley's wall. Shaking them off his trail was harder than he thought it'd be. Guy ran a hand over his face, winced at the sting the various cuts across his face gave. No healers were allowed to see him on the God General's ship. He'd been half-afraid that Van would kill him on the spot, but, as he guessed, the man still had a soft spot for him. Being on a leash was better than being dead.
In any case, that was a close call. He can't afford to cross swords with them again, or to see the look on Luke's face.]
Stupid... [He pinches the bridge of his nose, trying to concentrate. Sync was still in the city. If they found him or if Sync thought he ran off on his own...] I got to head back.
[The ship, though not the most welcoming or the safest place to be, was the most cautious move he could think of.]
Maybe it was 'former' friends, judging by their reactions. Guy couldn't say he blamed them. If someone close to him had pulled such a stunt, he'd find it hard to forgive.
Breathing heavily, he slumped against the alley's wall. Shaking them off his trail was harder than he thought it'd be. Guy ran a hand over his face, winced at the sting the various cuts across his face gave. No healers were allowed to see him on the God General's ship. He'd been half-afraid that Van would kill him on the spot, but, as he guessed, the man still had a soft spot for him. Being on a leash was better than being dead.
In any case, that was a close call. He can't afford to cross swords with them again, or to see the look on Luke's face.]
Stupid... [He pinches the bridge of his nose, trying to concentrate. Sync was still in the city. If they found him or if Sync thought he ran off on his own...] I got to head back.
[The ship, though not the most welcoming or the safest place to be, was the most cautious move he could think of.]