Almost like a Fairytale

[Corporal Light]

Ballad's left hand yearned to pull out his pistol and shoot the asshole as he was climbing up the tree. He didn't exactly give direct PERMISSION for him to go up and talk to him or anything like that, so he couldn't understand why the man decided it was a good idea to come up to where he was. Especially since he already knew he was armed and pretty fucking dangerous. The only thing keeping Ballad from making good on his thoughts was the fact that the man hadn't even bothered trying to attack or otherwise act hostile towards him despite all that he had said and done.

Confusion raced through the inner workings of his brain as he stared at the man, who was just about to climb up. He had taken off of his jacket, revealing a black shirt that matched perfectly with the shadows of the night. The wind had finally stopped blowing, allowing an eerie quiet to sap the landscape as the man started climbing up the tree. Ballad couldn't help but notice how the man seemed to expertly slither up the bark of the tree, especially on tree limbs that even Ballad had a hard time keeping steady on. Ballad seemed to nod in an appreciative manner before promptly shaking his head, as if to knock the view out of his mind.

Ballad removed his head from its resting place within the leaves as the man neared his position, turning away as he slowly shifted to his left. He crossed his arms, begrudgingly waiting for the man to take a seat next to him. Thankfully, the man had decided to finally keep some distance from him, as Ballad managed to hear him slowly latch himself onto the branch across from his own.

Ballad sighed, leaning backwards onto the cold bark of the tree as the man started to talk. Only it was practically gibberish from Ballad's point of view, and Ballad made it obvious from the start. He moved his right hand onto the tree, making sure his grip was as tight as the scarf around his mouth as he pulled himself towards the edge of his tree limb. He leaned to his right, his right arm not feeling very comfortable in its position as he found himself face to face with the man. The man had already finished his sentences, and was fully expecting a response from Ballad. However, Ballad's eyes must've been conveying a good amount of confusion, as the man simply repeated his words in a language he could understand. As he continued talking, Ballad slowly felt his chest cave into his body as the man talked about offering to share stories. He diverted his eyes away from the man, inconspicuously looking down towards the earth before quickly adjusting them to look back at the man. The glow in his eyes seemed to grow less intense, as if something had flipped a switch and dimmed their lights. Before the man could comment, however, Ballad made clear what he thought of the deal.

"No." he said, disgust in his voice as he moved himself back behind the base of the tree, out of sight and into the comfort of darkness. He placed his back up against the tree, his finger's wrapped around each other as he slid himself forward until his head was practically the only thing still connected to the tree. The moonlight seemed to crack through the leaves above the man's position, casting him in a blueish-white light, though it did not do the same for Ballad. The wind began to blow again, causing several leaves to fall down onto Ballad's green coat, almost melding with his coat as if to cover it up completely.