Taking the supplies and listening to Connor, the survivalist tries to steady his hands. But it's been a while since he's heard that lullaby, it's been even longer since he's been with someone for their first encounter in a trial. And add to all that this guy with literally blue blood? To say he was shook was an understatement. The growing clarity of said lullaby and the way his heart thrums in his ears he knows what's coming.
He knows what he has to do.
"Fuck it, sorry I gotta lead her away. Take this and patch yourself up. If you need help look for Ace." Without a second thought he dodges out from the bushes and charges in the large woman's direction with a yell as he's met with an hatchet to his shoulder. Using a little trick he had learned from David to barrel through her as he held his injured side and thanked whatever deity was listening for Jocks. Unless it's the Entity...then fuck that deity in particular. All he had to do now was keep her attention and get her away from Connor. Luckily being injured made him a better target.
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Date: 2022-05-13 10:24 am (UTC)He knows what he has to do.
"Fuck it, sorry I gotta lead her away. Take this and patch yourself up. If you need help look for Ace." Without a second thought he dodges out from the bushes and charges in the large woman's direction with a yell as he's met with an hatchet to his shoulder. Using a little trick he had learned from David to barrel through her as he held his injured side and thanked whatever deity was listening for Jocks. Unless it's the Entity...then fuck that deity in particular. All he had to do now was keep her attention and get her away from Connor. Luckily being injured made him a better target.