Darkness Embodied

This is an open invitation to ask my muse whatever you damned well please.

Hearing the familiar sounds of the skittering of a Metal Head, Israel started to turn on his heel to fire before hearing the pistol blast. He paused and watched as the dark eco flowed into her effortlessly, as though it was meant to integrate with her. He knew this was going to happen, that this was the entire point of the program she was cruelly put into, but it didn't make it any less disturbing to him.

"I... I will know, and... I'm not there yet. I was emptied out back, when.. when we were with the Oracle. It told me it'll help me control it once I deliver the gems..." She frowned, looking at her hand briefly before letting out a sigh.

As they approached the gate that would lead them out of the city to the old town, he paused, looking over at her as she was scanning the area already. Her comment about the Metal Heads being made of dark eco caused his long ears to twitch. Were they? He wasn't privy to the biological makeup of Metal Heads. If they were, that was definitely something he needed to start thinking about.

The look in her eyes wasn't something he expected. It contrasted her face so much, but part of him understood. At one point in Israel's life, he too stopped showing so much of the emotion on his face, leaving it up to the doorway into his heart to tell how he really felt.

He paused as she asked her question. Maybe old town wasn't the right way to refer to it. He referred to it as such, mainly because it made him feel a bit better about what happened there. The real name of it at this point was dead town.

At least the concept of having a spare made sense to her. He didn't feel like she needed to wait around naked for her clothing, but he didn't imagine it bothered her too much to do that. They had met face to face that way, but it still upset him to know she was so...okay with that.

Seeing her act in such a way when he knew how she was treated and how she acted normally was certainly rather strange to him. It was nice seeing her in such a nice mood and reacting so positively to something as simple as stating that the outfit she had picked out looked good.

She seemed confused at first, looking where he gestured and went over there. She didn't understand why she had to bother, but she did as he told her, before setting about changing clothes.

He waited for a few moments as she got herself dressed, folding his arms as his mind raced with everything they had in mind for the day. A change of clothes was something easy to cross off the list but the other things they were going to be doing? Leaving the city and starting to search for the underground. The underground would take time, but stepping out of the city could always be dangerous, especially if they were searching for metal heads.

She would nod, following slowly inside, wherein her eyes were wide at the sight of the selection. She would look about in wonder and curiosity, taking time with each fabric and piece before seeming to be combining articles.

Israel glanced around the small establishment before seeing a dressing room. He nodded to her, glancing to see if anyone was in with just a quick once over before he turned to look at her again.

She seemed confused at first, looking where he gestured and went over there. She didn't understand why she had to bother, but she did as he told her, before setting about changing clothes.

He gave a look of confusion to her for a moment. Assume the position? He tilted his head for a moment and stepped her away from the front of the shop. Was he just forgetting something they'd done earlier?

She would nod, following slowly inside, wherein her eyes were wide at the sight of the selection. She would look about in wonder and curiosity, taking time with each fabric and piece before seeming to be combining articles.

tell me why don’t we write together

She would nod, moving to follow him toward the sunlight outside. She would look up at the blue sky, taking in the sight and feel for a brief moment. She would look about them as they walked, taking in everything - every nook, every alley, anything and everything.

Her comment caused his ear to twitch. She had spoken it softly enough, but he couldn't help but pick up on what she had said. He glanced around the area. Bright? Yes. Depressing? Yes. But it was home and had been since he was young.

"Stick together." She replied with no hesitation. Perhaps having now felt companionship and the need to no longer be alone has stirred within her. She would itch at the makeshift clothes she still had, but otherwise seemed content.

"We'll get you some new ones that you find more comfortable." He said to her. "Then head outside city limits and spend the rest of the day doing some looking for the underground." He told her. Having a plan to stick to would make things a lot easier. Everyday they could repeat the process. Leave town, search for the Underground.

She would nod, moving to follow him toward the sunlight outside. She would look up at the blue sky, taking in the sight and feel for a brief moment. She would look about them as they walked, taking in everything - every nook, every alley, anything and everything.

"Stick together." She replied with no hesitation. Perhaps having now felt companionship and the need to no longer be alone has stirred within her. She would itch at the makeshift clothes she still had, but otherwise seemed content.