[ she might come. that's what drives him out of his workshop, out onto a patrol. it's not like he has anything better to do.
meg has been an irritation for - a while. he gets it. he understands why she does what she does. that doesn't mean he's going to let it slide. over time he's turned the rage down somewhat, so instead of killing her outright every single time, he tries to make her most irritating behaviors not worth the effort. tries to be a threat with words instead of just in general.
it hasn't played out as well as hacking her to death and letting her stew about it, but it's something to occupy him.
the snap of the trap echoes across his property like a gunshot. her scream follows it, a little fainter. evan turns, recognizes the voice, and heads for the mine.
there's traps everywhere. and they're more cunning out here than in trials. he doesn't have restrictions when the entity isn't making demands. such as, say, making the metal too slippery to properly grasp with wax and grease, and that's not even considering the danger of the jaws themselves.
evan approaches the mine visibly. he doesn't let the shadows hide him. doesn't move carefully through the foliage and ruins. he makes sure meg, scrabbling with the trap to try and free herself, can see him coming. she might free herself and take off running before he gets there, but there's other traps. and this time she won't be thinking so clearly. ]
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meg has been an irritation for - a while. he gets it. he understands why she does what she does. that doesn't mean he's going to let it slide. over time he's turned the rage down somewhat, so instead of killing her outright every single time, he tries to make her most irritating behaviors not worth the effort. tries to be a threat with words instead of just in general.
it hasn't played out as well as hacking her to death and letting her stew about it, but it's something to occupy him.
the snap of the trap echoes across his property like a gunshot. her scream follows it, a little fainter. evan turns, recognizes the voice, and heads for the mine.
there's traps everywhere. and they're more cunning out here than in trials. he doesn't have restrictions when the entity isn't making demands. such as, say, making the metal too slippery to properly grasp with wax and grease, and that's not even considering the danger of the jaws themselves.
evan approaches the mine visibly. he doesn't let the shadows hide him. doesn't move carefully through the foliage and ruins. he makes sure meg, scrabbling with the trap to try and free herself, can see him coming. she might free herself and take off running before he gets there, but there's other traps. and this time she won't be thinking so clearly. ]