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evan | trapper. ([personal profile] bloodandbrass) wrote 2023-01-11 02:34 am (UTC)

[ even from his distance, approaching the entrance to the mine, he can see her fear - and her anger. she's afraid of being caught, of being hurt, of dying. of him. but she's angry, too. angry about being caught and hurt and maybe getting killed, all because of him. it's an endless cycle at this point.

surprisingly, she gets out before he can get to her. that gets on his nerves, sets the fire going in his blood - as if he's ever not pissed off - and evan picks up the pace until he sees her half-sprint and half-stagger toward the other wing. where there's a window, or at least a break in the wall, that he never bothered boarding back up.

the second trap snaps shut, louder for how close he is this time. under the mask, he smirks.

he takes the path around the mine to where she is. it's harder to get the second trap off than the first, he knows. and not just because it hurts a lot more.

he looks her over, looks at what she brought with her - a flashlight, which makes him grimace, and - ]


You really went lookin' for them.

[ the stray pair of boots, cracked and covered with mud and blood, stolen from a dead man, he's sure. he didn't think she'd actually find any if she really did take the risk of coming out here. maybe that'll make it all worth it in her eyes. ]

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