@F13THVOORHEES βI think I mustβve twisted it a little when I fell, but Iβm pretty sure itβs nothing serious. .
I hope.β
Dusting herself off, with a dry, embarrassed grin.
She steps forward, attempting to balance her weight on her opposite side.
βYou gave me quite the scare there, bud.β
Squinting, the tall manβs silhouette is difficult to observe through the darkness and heavy rain, which does little to ease her anxiety.
She pauses, weighing her limited options, before deciding to carefully roll down the window halfway, shivering in her seat.
βA-Are you sure?β
The hooded man looks into the window, rain running down his coat. What a shit weather.
"You look like someone in need of help. I have my truck nearby. Could tow your car."
Tracing the smell of cigarette smoke, assuming it mightβve been lit and left to burn on the ground (a dangerous and common occurrence in the woods), but nope.
She peeks around the tree, before shifting her gaze up at the lad; head tilted, curious.
βInteresting way to relax.β
@HybridRequiem Promptly turning, something doesnβt seem quite right. His energy feels oddly heavy.
Eyes narrow in slight suspicion, though she maintains an outwardly calm composure.
β. . Hi.β
Bleeding from a fresh knife wound on her arm, shaking from fear and adrenaline.
Teary eyes canβt seem to dry, so tired and disoriented from blood loss.
@F13THVOORHEES Hm. . she canβt tell his exact disposition behind the mask, but itβd be in her best interest not to upset him, at least if he hasnβt done much to harm her while sheβs down.
She takes his hand and stands up, only to wince because of a sharp pain in her ankle.
βShitβow, fuck.β