Shaded
Shade
Larkin A. Andley
Location: infirmary, Lichen
Interaction: Sienna Eliruz
Snagging onto the girl’s link he attempted on projecting a thought towards her before shaking his head. It wouldn’t work, he should have known better that only their species could communicate with each other that way. Shaking his head, he stepped behind her when she offered her shoulder to be looked at. Gazing at the scars he had already set out to trace the brand on her shoulder, blue eyes grazing over the symbol. “Old, old and ancient,” he muttered leaning in to examine the niches in the skin. “I’ll give the old guy some credit—or whoever took over this symbol at least,” he huffed. Backing away after looking the brand over he leaned against a wall.
“I’m not particularly in the mood to carrying your memories along with my long list of developing ones but—wrist please,” he mused. He wouldn’t kill her, no not unless she wanted to be killed—maybe not even then since he’d get stuck with her memories and it’d make him more than sympathetic, he’d have empathy. He would have to hide it, even if he was immortal the pain she felt might trace back to him and that is not as fun.
Location: infirmary, Lichen
Interaction: Sienna Eliruz
Snagging onto the girl’s link he attempted on projecting a thought towards her before shaking his head. It wouldn’t work, he should have known better that only their species could communicate with each other that way. Shaking his head, he stepped behind her when she offered her shoulder to be looked at. Gazing at the scars he had already set out to trace the brand on her shoulder, blue eyes grazing over the symbol. “Old, old and ancient,” he muttered leaning in to examine the niches in the skin. “I’ll give the old guy some credit—or whoever took over this symbol at least,” he huffed. Backing away after looking the brand over he leaned against a wall.
“I’m not particularly in the mood to carrying your memories along with my long list of developing ones but—wrist please,” he mused. He wouldn’t kill her, no not unless she wanted to be killed—maybe not even then since he’d get stuck with her memories and it’d make him more than sympathetic, he’d have empathy. He would have to hide it, even if he was immortal the pain she felt might trace back to him and that is not as fun.