07-11-2017, 07:55 PM
Deafening silence followed the scaled hunter's proposition. Morene kept her arms folded. Sweat dropped from Ebony's face, and the Stomtroopers continued to shuffle ever so awkwardly in their position.
...
"Do I really look that menacing?" Morene chuckled, letting her arms fall to her side.
Immediately, the slight knot building up in Vulre's gut loosened. Not all the way, but it seemed to reassure the man to know this was indeed a friendly face, and not some brute looking for brewing trouble to sip up from the cauldron of problems he already had to deal with.
Vulre intended to reply, but Morene spoke up before him, taking slight control in the situation she honestly had to admit she shouldn't have even interrupted in the first place.
"I'll give you the time you need here hun," the huntress finished, taking a step back as she did so, "this seems like a mess and a half already."
Even saying that, Morene still had a bit of a smile on her face. She felt a little bit intrusive, and it was obvious absolutely nobody here wanted the huntress to be standing there, further increasing the pure awkwardness of the moment, let alone the intensity.
The Stormtroopers were obviously careful around all three of the Primes before them, Vulre was ever so slightly discomforted by this tiny ball of cloaked anger and the hulking iron woman now behind him, not to mention Ebony's stress building with even more people coming to see the little situation she seemed to have created.
This entire scene seemed a bit silly, only further emphasized by one of the Stormtroopers' words, James' in particular, that came soon after Morene's tiny reassurance.
"This is... uh..." he stuttered, looking off to his partner to perhaps make himself feel a bit better that he wasn't the only one slightly unnerved at the moment. Of course, Cody himself was still intensely focused on the scene in front of him, seemingly genuine.
Vulre still had his doubts after seeing the blondie's eyes, even if they belonged to a person of serious disposition, if not a harmlessly nervous one.
Whether or not he trusted in all the strangers around him didn't matter at the moment, however. The bounty hunter looked back at this strange teen in front of her, still visibly shaken. Though, upon careful inspection, she seemed to be coming to some of her senses.
He breathed. Vulre began to reach his hand outwards to the freshly spawned Prime once again.
...
"Do I really look that menacing?" Morene chuckled, letting her arms fall to her side.
Immediately, the slight knot building up in Vulre's gut loosened. Not all the way, but it seemed to reassure the man to know this was indeed a friendly face, and not some brute looking for brewing trouble to sip up from the cauldron of problems he already had to deal with.
Vulre intended to reply, but Morene spoke up before him, taking slight control in the situation she honestly had to admit she shouldn't have even interrupted in the first place.
"I'll give you the time you need here hun," the huntress finished, taking a step back as she did so, "this seems like a mess and a half already."
Even saying that, Morene still had a bit of a smile on her face. She felt a little bit intrusive, and it was obvious absolutely nobody here wanted the huntress to be standing there, further increasing the pure awkwardness of the moment, let alone the intensity.
The Stormtroopers were obviously careful around all three of the Primes before them, Vulre was ever so slightly discomforted by this tiny ball of cloaked anger and the hulking iron woman now behind him, not to mention Ebony's stress building with even more people coming to see the little situation she seemed to have created.
This entire scene seemed a bit silly, only further emphasized by one of the Stormtroopers' words, James' in particular, that came soon after Morene's tiny reassurance.
"This is... uh..." he stuttered, looking off to his partner to perhaps make himself feel a bit better that he wasn't the only one slightly unnerved at the moment. Of course, Cody himself was still intensely focused on the scene in front of him, seemingly genuine.
Vulre still had his doubts after seeing the blondie's eyes, even if they belonged to a person of serious disposition, if not a harmlessly nervous one.
Whether or not he trusted in all the strangers around him didn't matter at the moment, however. The bounty hunter looked back at this strange teen in front of her, still visibly shaken. Though, upon careful inspection, she seemed to be coming to some of her senses.
He breathed. Vulre began to reach his hand outwards to the freshly spawned Prime once again.