"Then move." Bug crossed its arms, puffing out its tiny chest. "We're busy." "There's a town about a week from here with water," Jackson said tentatively. "There should be enough for us to share." Bug gave them a scandalized look.
"The artist deals with what cannot be said in words. The artist whose medium is fiction does this in words. The novelist says in words what cannot be said in words." --Ursula K. Le Guin
Shingles took a step forward as she backed away, arms dangling loosely even as his fingers curled into claws.
"The artist deals with what cannot be said in words. The artist whose medium is fiction does this in words. The novelist says in words what cannot be said in words." --Ursula K. Le Guin
"I'm not currently entertaining the idea of attacking you, so call him off." She didn't take her eyes off the raggedy character who was approaching her.
"Nobody has an easy time in this world. Either you climb out of the muck and become a human being, or you die." - Josh Randall, Wanted: Dead or Alive
"You think you'd win against him?" Bug chuckled darkly, and Jackson gave him an uncomfortable look. "Shingles is our secret weapon, meatbag." "He is very aggressive," Jackson agreed. "It would be best if you both just...stayed away from each other, please."
"The artist deals with what cannot be said in words. The artist whose medium is fiction does this in words. The novelist says in words what cannot be said in words." --Ursula K. Le Guin
"I'm afraid we can't control him," Roland piped up. "He seems to have a mind all his own." "Shingles," Jackson said, stepping forward carefully. "Hey buddy, I think she's friendly now, okay? Let's leave her alone." Shingles stopped, but he didn't move back. He stared at Rhys intently.
"The artist deals with what cannot be said in words. The artist whose medium is fiction does this in words. The novelist says in words what cannot be said in words." --Ursula K. Le Guin
She moved to take another step back but suddenly a whiz of a quarrel cut past her ear, nearly taking it off. The bolt skittered off the rocks behind her. "That wasn't me!" She jumped behind a rock. Those were probably the fools she'd been chasing in the first place. Maybe the creepy one would prove his worth and make her job easy, if he didn't attack her first.
"Nobody has an easy time in this world. Either you climb out of the muck and become a human being, or you die." - Josh Randall, Wanted: Dead or Alive
Shingles whirled and bounded in the direction the quarrel had come from. Jackson turned as well, and Bug pointed accusingly at Rhys. "I knew it! She brought others!" "Stay behind me, sir," Jackson said to Roland, who huffed but limped behind a rock to hide.
"The artist deals with what cannot be said in words. The artist whose medium is fiction does this in words. The novelist says in words what cannot be said in words." --Ursula K. Le Guin
She had nothing but her rusted makeshift daggers but that would have to do. She dodged from cover to cover and followed the scarecrow looking beast. She intended to get her things back.
"Nobody has an easy time in this world. Either you climb out of the muck and become a human being, or you die." - Josh Randall, Wanted: Dead or Alive
Shingles reached the attackers in seconds. In complete silence he slashed at one of them, arms flailing in a way that would be comical if they didn't have such sharp tips.
"The artist deals with what cannot be said in words. The artist whose medium is fiction does this in words. The novelist says in words what cannot be said in words." --Ursula K. Le Guin
The attackers were thoroughly thrown off guard and attacked him. They fought like wolves, one stepping back while another rushed in to take their place. Rhys reached them and took one out from the side. She'd search the bodies for her supplies later.
(feel free to destroy them all)
"Nobody has an easy time in this world. Either you climb out of the muck and become a human being, or you die." - Josh Randall, Wanted: Dead or Alive
Shingles started cutting through them, fingers like razors. He spared no one he got his hands on, and his rags quickly turned red. Jackson had run after them, and as they rounded the corner they heated their sword. It seemed like Shingles and the new human had things under control, honestly.
"The artist deals with what cannot be said in words. The artist whose medium is fiction does this in words. The novelist says in words what cannot be said in words." --Ursula K. Le Guin
Rhys even stopped, letting him destroy every living thing. She moved out of his way so not to be perceived as a threat. Whatever this was, he was insane, and not someone she wanted to be anywhere near.
(who needs weapons when we got this dude)
"Nobody has an easy time in this world. Either you climb out of the muck and become a human being, or you die." - Josh Randall, Wanted: Dead or Alive
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