08-12-2016, 06:39 PM
As Koal continued to walk behind his companion, his mind began to wander once more. This place was so full of life, such a stark contrast from his original world that he almost didn't regret Omni bringing him here. His violet eyes scanned the trees, looking for something, anything that would give his mind something to focus on that wasn't so morbid and depressing. Through the underbrush, the Raven haired teen saw the decrepit remains of a campsite. A herd of wild horses grazed in the clearing, not giving anything a second thought. A small smile alighted on his face for an instant, before vanishing completely. He did not trust this man in front of him in the least. So for now he would stay wary, until that trust was earned, or Koal's assumptions were proven correct. He wasn't often wrong when it came to gut feelings like this. His eyes bore into the back of Wild Cards helmet, as if he was trying to pry the thoughts from the armored mans mind.
His actions ceased, however, when his scars began to throb and ache. Grimacing in pain, he rubbed the places where they had left scars. His wrists, his neck, his forearm.... He could feel each one as if they had been fresh yesterday. Growling, he pulled his black jacket closer to his body, and bore the pain. He threw a glance to his companion. He remembered their earlier conversation, about how The man was proficient with Technology. Koal loathed to ask for help, but this might be his only chance.
"You said you were good with technology, yes?" Wild Card started at the deep sound of Koals voice, before turning. "Yes. What of it?" Koal averted his eyes, swallowed his pride and forced himself to speak.
"I have many scars that plague me on a daily basis, and wondered if there was anything you could do to remedy that." Koal stared straight ahead, his face emotionless. "If not, I understand, but I would be grateful if there was something you could do." He subconsciously rubbed his wrists again. It was almost as if he could feel the shackles that used to retrain him.
His actions ceased, however, when his scars began to throb and ache. Grimacing in pain, he rubbed the places where they had left scars. His wrists, his neck, his forearm.... He could feel each one as if they had been fresh yesterday. Growling, he pulled his black jacket closer to his body, and bore the pain. He threw a glance to his companion. He remembered their earlier conversation, about how The man was proficient with Technology. Koal loathed to ask for help, but this might be his only chance.
"You said you were good with technology, yes?" Wild Card started at the deep sound of Koals voice, before turning. "Yes. What of it?" Koal averted his eyes, swallowed his pride and forced himself to speak.
"I have many scars that plague me on a daily basis, and wondered if there was anything you could do to remedy that." Koal stared straight ahead, his face emotionless. "If not, I understand, but I would be grateful if there was something you could do." He subconsciously rubbed his wrists again. It was almost as if he could feel the shackles that used to retrain him.