Post by neroponti on Jul 27, 2013 11:03:57 GMT -5
"I'm sorry..."
Varus opened his eyes and looked up at the girl now practically shivering with fear. Smudged glasses sat crookedly upon the bridge of her nose, and a pair of olive green eyes shone widely through them. Streaks of purple bangs carried on into the back of her hair, met there by the rest of the golden blonde that traveled back behind her shoulders.
It was not her.
Of course it wasn't, what had he been thinking? She was dead, from long ago. All because of him... It would never be her. His grip loosened slightly on her shoulders, he was no longer holding her for stability from falling, but for stability from emotion. He glanced up at her still startled face, silent tears tracing their way down his cheeks, only to get mixed up in his wild strands of hair. He wanted to say something, apologize, but he couldn't find the words.
As he went to stand up straight and carry on, a strange lizard like hiss was heard from the branches overhead. Varus tensed up as he felt the familiar feeling of danger. Something sharp and warm was pointed towards his back. He snapped out of his self pity and went into champion mode.
"Don't. Move."
He once again tightened his grip on the girl, but this time with one arm, the left one clenched the bow melded into it. He tensed as he prepared to turn and shield the girl from cover if need be.
"Who dares point their weapon at my back?" He asked into the darkness behind him.
Varus opened his eyes and looked up at the girl now practically shivering with fear. Smudged glasses sat crookedly upon the bridge of her nose, and a pair of olive green eyes shone widely through them. Streaks of purple bangs carried on into the back of her hair, met there by the rest of the golden blonde that traveled back behind her shoulders.
It was not her.
Of course it wasn't, what had he been thinking? She was dead, from long ago. All because of him... It would never be her. His grip loosened slightly on her shoulders, he was no longer holding her for stability from falling, but for stability from emotion. He glanced up at her still startled face, silent tears tracing their way down his cheeks, only to get mixed up in his wild strands of hair. He wanted to say something, apologize, but he couldn't find the words.
As he went to stand up straight and carry on, a strange lizard like hiss was heard from the branches overhead. Varus tensed up as he felt the familiar feeling of danger. Something sharp and warm was pointed towards his back. He snapped out of his self pity and went into champion mode.
"Don't. Move."
He once again tightened his grip on the girl, but this time with one arm, the left one clenched the bow melded into it. He tensed as he prepared to turn and shield the girl from cover if need be.
"Who dares point their weapon at my back?" He asked into the darkness behind him.
