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There’s blood trailing down his cheek. A soft line of red beginning on the right side of his temple, one he tries to hide as he struggles to stay out of sight, walking wordlessly— aimlessly.
it’s not like she doesn’t notice the boy, in fact he rather stands out with the way that he’s making an attempt to h i d e his wounds—when they could simply be healed with a simple cure spell, though maybe he doesn’t know who to trust, and that’s exactly why she runs over to help.
❝ —are you okay?❞
’ the same way any other person
would get up here?
❝ —well, since i’m already here
would you like some company?❞
He’s just found some peace and quiet, an alcove naturally cut within the shore’s cliffside rocks, but little pinkettes with enough for them both just can’t seem to leave him be.
❝ —Get that bloody camera out of my face before I toss it for you❞
though she was only trying to make the man feel comfortable in the seaside town she lived in, perhaps that wasn’t the correct way to introduce herself to a tourist.
❝ sorry, i guess you’re a little camera shy, huh?❞
“It’s no problem, really.
Little or not it would
get you to bed sooner.
Or am I wrong?”
❝ well, i’m not going to say no
to some help. do you think
you can handle some
“Perhaps I could help you?”
❝ are you sure? it’s only a little
bit more that i need to do… ❞
“Then you should,
if your body wills it so.”
❝ you’re probably right, but the
only thing is that i’ve still got
a l i t t l e bit of work that still
needs to be done. i wish i