( seems old habits have a hard time dying. reaper has been living on the outskirts since he arrived. he doesn't care for the closeness. can't trust anyone. that idea still sticks with him as they move over to wyver territory. after giving the city a thorough combover, he decides he likes it better here already. not enough to stay in housing close to people, but enough he's not going to kick up a fuss yet. seems there's some good opportunities if he just looks in the right places.
there's a better assortment of greenery in wyver that reaper comes to appreciate. not in the same way most normal people would. but, then again reaper isn't exactly normal. he's made use of some criminals as of late, so he'll be fine for a while. he won't be deteriorating as quickly. certainly won't be feeling excruciating pain, either. but, in case he does, he has all this vibrant plant life out here to keep hime fairly whole. maybe some wildlife if it gets in the way.
of course, his sweet digs get a little less sweeter when he hears someone approaching. footsteps are too heavy to be any animal he's seen out here so far. he positions himself on the high ground first. his eyes scan over until he spots something out of place. and, what a treat that is. turning to smoke, he winds down the tree he's in and coalesces somewhat behind and to the side of jack. there's an obvious smile heard in his voice. )
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there's a better assortment of greenery in wyver that reaper comes to appreciate. not in the same way most normal people would. but, then again reaper isn't exactly normal. he's made use of some criminals as of late, so he'll be fine for a while. he won't be deteriorating as quickly. certainly won't be feeling excruciating pain, either. but, in case he does, he has all this vibrant plant life out here to keep hime fairly whole. maybe some wildlife if it gets in the way.
of course, his sweet digs get a little less sweeter when he hears someone approaching. footsteps are too heavy to be any animal he's seen out here so far. he positions himself on the high ground first. his eyes scan over until he spots something out of place. and, what a treat that is. turning to smoke, he winds down the tree he's in and coalesces somewhat behind and to the side of jack. there's an obvious smile heard in his voice. )
Today must be my lucky day.