part 359 survival horror tropes

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Hello again meme! Can you believe all these new updates? I love it! I hope we see more historical stuff, though and not just emperors. Also more of that Denmark, whatta guy.

Enjoy part 359!

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[fraustria]

[Well...he's got the measure of her, then]

Are you attempting to be threatening?

[She's just wondering]

[fishandseidr]

[Tilts his head, wondering how far he should push this - and how far he should let her go.]

Could do more than attempt at it. Don't you forget where we are.

[He hasn't taken his hand off the hilt of his sword.]

[fraustria]

[He should let her go far away to get her head blown up, saves everyone the trouble. But really, there's no reason he couldn't finish her right now. If he can handle it.]

Then by all means. I am distinctly aware of where I am. I have been here before.

[Boys and their sword hilts. She's going to sit down now, if that's alright]

[fishandseidr]

[He's quiet for a long moment. Thinking. There's a tight frown on his face, not half as closed off as his modern self might look, but the resemblance is there.]

[Attacking an unarmed woman, even one who's got her head up her ass, would leave him uneasy at the best of times. But this entire situation stinks.]

[But joining up with her hardly sounds any better.]

You're too much trouble.

[He says it almost to himself. Then glances over to her again-]

We'll see how long y'last, then.

[-Before turning and melting back into the forest.]

[fraustria]

[Looking up from where she was poking at her provisions, she catches that familiar look, and she wishes for a moment he was here instead.]

...Far too much.

[By the time she replies, he's disappeared into the shadows of the trees. Uncanny, that. After a long silence, she sighs, quiet enough to be the wind, and picks herself up. Where she'll go, nobody knows...least of all her.]