Joined: 15 Oct 2013
Jean may or not have spent half an hour reflecting on what he did- whether it was out of
embarrassment or guilt, it wasn't really in his right's mind to choose. He let out a deep
sigh of one he could control and not bother to keep in for a whole day, now better than
ever since he was alone. Fingers rolled and twirled, twisted and tugged, patted and
swirled into a mess of short mixed light hair of blonde and brown highlights, eyes
concentrated on the bridge while his mind seemed elsewhere. "Now what? If I go back I know
I'll have to apologize," he said pulling one contrasting hand up, "But if I stay, hell,
I'll avoid causing any other trouble... however, won't he be worried?" He shook a fist
through his hair and glanced in one simple direction, though he felt tightening in his
stomach that momentarily did flips he shrugged away the feeling and began to walk in one
direction. The exit. Back down the long bridge he barely made through the first time.
Somewhere along his thoughts he took a curious glance at the wilderness but shook his head
away once he realized he began to act like an idiot, or a person stopping to smell the
flowers simply called an idiot to him, because he knew all life ends and there's no way
they could all survive. He kept his head straight and tried to think of ways to apologize
to his good friend since his feet already began pushing himself home, without his
objection of course. He scowled and rubbed the neck of his neck, just thinking about such
girly and pathetic things made him cringe. He may not have been that
heartless, simply a basterd, doesn't mean he has to be all soft, his reputation meant
something, whether it was only Kaede he knew. He promised not to open up, unless it was
his friend, but that was a whole other story.
Up ahead Jean couldn't help but give into his desires and finally for the first time of
hard twenty minutes of walking he turned his head to the side and watched the glistening
of light pinpoint his gaze to see the small creatures running along branches and the cruel
world he noticed minute by minute, day by day. Bears eating fish, foxes eating rabbits,
it's the same order. Except now the predators are looking a lot more human-- but they
aren't. For a second time he looked down and back up, but this time his eyes moved up to
the far distant glance of something he couldn't say when his tongue had rolled inside his
mouth. Kept from speaking out, as if he thought they could hear him.
Jean was mostly confused, normally he wouldn't see anyone since his recent visits, though
sometimes there were one or two onlookers he killed somewhere between greeting and hunger.
His gaze fell but everything was a blur with all he could see being a few things that
stood out completely. He drew closer, not quick but at a steady pace to where as he
wouldn't be caught eavesdropping. But was it eavesdropping? Jean cleared his mind in hoped
it would go away and he headed forward with a curious gaze, his pupils glistening in the
reflection of the light brought onto the earth. His eyes narrowed not as meekly, and as he
drew closer he could actually smell the danger- other than his confusion, curiosity and
slight shivering fear that ran through his body like an adrenaline rush. Which usually
meant he was becoming excited.
Jean stared up and stood straight, too. His eyes gleaned over the sight of a broken wagon,
a tall body with noticeable hair and two voices he as unfamiliar with. Completely. Who
are they? And what are they doing?
With his hands now in his pockets, an ignorant smirk on his lips and curious eyes he
ventured forward like a shadow on a speed chase, ultimately placing himself beside the
bridge and cautiously next to the broken wagon. "Trouble, eh?" He gave a cocky laugh,
somewhat between cockiness, aggression and a little curiosity.
Kaede - 17 - Bakemono
Jean - 18 - Apparition