03-12-2014, 08:23 AM
She was right about one thing. It definitely wasn't safe out here. There was a crazy woman wielding a sword. The light reflected on a twinge of metal beneath her coat, and she was carrying more than a sword - Is that a colt? the question interrupted his thoughts, Nice!. His Texan drawl didn't similarly color her accent, but it was nice to see a woman packing a serious gun. It was kind of nostalgic, and Jensen found himself oddly smiling.
She joined him beneath the street lamp, but Jensen was careful to stay out of the radius of that sword. She was young, and even for a woman, quite diminutive, but Jensen from personal experience that the smallest women can be the most intimidating of them all.
Jensen quickly realized her offense was not intended to strike at him. Something overhead was drawing her attention. He put a hand to his eyes and peered up, fearing some winged shape was about to swoop down upon them. The only way he knew how to face it was with the light, so he drew upon the blessed gift until it filled his soul with warmth. Invincibility came with the gift, but Jensen was careful to hone his mind on humility instead. Perhaps in this state he was more vulnerable than ever, and so were those around him.
The dim night came into sharper focus, and he retreated from the sudden blaze of the street lamp's light. "If it's not safe for me, then it's not safe for you, either, ma'am,"
he replied with the intention of going no where without her.
As he replied, his sharpened eyes finally saw another stranger, a man this time, creeping slowly toward them. His stance took on an offensive, and Jensen's heart began to race with thoughts of the monster in sheep's clothing. Could the monster take the form of a man as well as an old woman? Was he something else entirely? Or was he just another man in the wrong place at the wrong time?
Jensen wasn't sure whether he wanted to find out.
<small>((Feel free to do as you wish with the Ijiraq, and if it attacks me, that's cool. Maybe Gio can then smash it's head with a One Power rock, or something. hah. I'm kind of thinking that if Aria gets wounded in any ensuing struggle, and if there is also a harpie around, it might also swoop in on her like a hungry vulture on an animal that's not quite dead yet.)) </small>
She joined him beneath the street lamp, but Jensen was careful to stay out of the radius of that sword. She was young, and even for a woman, quite diminutive, but Jensen from personal experience that the smallest women can be the most intimidating of them all.
Jensen quickly realized her offense was not intended to strike at him. Something overhead was drawing her attention. He put a hand to his eyes and peered up, fearing some winged shape was about to swoop down upon them. The only way he knew how to face it was with the light, so he drew upon the blessed gift until it filled his soul with warmth. Invincibility came with the gift, but Jensen was careful to hone his mind on humility instead. Perhaps in this state he was more vulnerable than ever, and so were those around him.
The dim night came into sharper focus, and he retreated from the sudden blaze of the street lamp's light. "If it's not safe for me, then it's not safe for you, either, ma'am,"
he replied with the intention of going no where without her.
As he replied, his sharpened eyes finally saw another stranger, a man this time, creeping slowly toward them. His stance took on an offensive, and Jensen's heart began to race with thoughts of the monster in sheep's clothing. Could the monster take the form of a man as well as an old woman? Was he something else entirely? Or was he just another man in the wrong place at the wrong time?
Jensen wasn't sure whether he wanted to find out.
<small>((Feel free to do as you wish with the Ijiraq, and if it attacks me, that's cool. Maybe Gio can then smash it's head with a One Power rock, or something. hah. I'm kind of thinking that if Aria gets wounded in any ensuing struggle, and if there is also a harpie around, it might also swoop in on her like a hungry vulture on an animal that's not quite dead yet.)) </small>