Farron carefully treated the long corridor carefully. While it was only 20 meters or so, it felt like 100; his senses in overdrive now that he was alone and serious. He held his rifles in a lowered position, keeping the butt close to his shoulder should the need arise. He tried to keep his footsteps as quiet as possible, though completely muting them was something beyond impossible at the time. Though as he came up on an intersection, another set of footsteps echoed out from in front. They were rather light… lighter that his steps anyways. He held position and couched, taking aim, sights trained on the intersection.
What came was nothing of the sort he was expecting.
A petite… girl? Came walked out from the intersecting path. He had his finger heavy on the trigger, but upon seeing her, he immediately relaxed and lowered his gun.
What’s she doing here? What is she? Why is she here? Questions bombarded his mind, unable to comprehend this turn of events. She looked fairly young, maybe somewhere in the late teens to early 20s, and was much shorter than him, Shorter than Eris even. Anyways, he stood up and relaxed, this girl seemingly harmless.
“I could ask the same of you. Who are you and why are you here?” He shifted his weight to his right leg, put his right arm on his hip and scratched the back of his head with his left arm. “Ah… Sorry, let me introduce myself first.” He took a knee and extended his arm palm up, as to grab her hand. “I am Farron Longninus, and as to how I got in, well… I blew a hole in the entrance.”
He bowed his head and grabbed her hand and kissed the top of it, though in the moment, taking a discreet sniff of her skin, trying to figure out if he could smell anything strange. He well knew a girl’s scent, so he could tell if something was different. Between the previous alarm, the journal entry, and the appearance of a seemingly young girl from the depths of the facility, things seemed too coincidental.
What came was nothing of the sort he was expecting.
A petite… girl? Came walked out from the intersecting path. He had his finger heavy on the trigger, but upon seeing her, he immediately relaxed and lowered his gun.
What’s she doing here? What is she? Why is she here? Questions bombarded his mind, unable to comprehend this turn of events. She looked fairly young, maybe somewhere in the late teens to early 20s, and was much shorter than him, Shorter than Eris even. Anyways, he stood up and relaxed, this girl seemingly harmless.
“I could ask the same of you. Who are you and why are you here?” He shifted his weight to his right leg, put his right arm on his hip and scratched the back of his head with his left arm. “Ah… Sorry, let me introduce myself first.” He took a knee and extended his arm palm up, as to grab her hand. “I am Farron Longninus, and as to how I got in, well… I blew a hole in the entrance.”
He bowed his head and grabbed her hand and kissed the top of it, though in the moment, taking a discreet sniff of her skin, trying to figure out if he could smell anything strange. He well knew a girl’s scent, so he could tell if something was different. Between the previous alarm, the journal entry, and the appearance of a seemingly young girl from the depths of the facility, things seemed too coincidental.