SPACE BOUND ROCKET SHIP

the laughter continued, distorted as if having mud clogging its throat. yet the face remained frozen in anguish. he knew it was the source, something that seemed burned into his thoughts. but he couldn't flee. couldn't speak. couldn't scream to make it stop. his body ached to be set free, feeling as if he had been trapped here in this stance for a lifetime. then a terrible ringing, shrill and otherworldly. an insistent, constant, and aggravating sound. slowly he came to life. his steely visage screwed into ire, his shoulders coiling back toward his spine. his split maw curved in toward his throat, lips peeling back to reveal tarnished canines. "genug!"

burning spectacles found their mark on a behemoth of a wench, irritation slowly diverging into disorder. who was this woman? he looked around, only briefly at the tree, a feral chill washing over him before he pushed it back. his eyes caught the woman again, and he forced a lazy grin toward her. "nasty things those fey are. i seemed to be a little lost." his voice was soft, airy; no hint of his previous aggression or fear. he turned his bag of skin and bones to face her and took a haphazard step closer. he paused before going further, brow cocking suspiciously as her head began to wave and disfigure. "your head.. it's fluctuating. did you know that?" his eyes seemed to bulge from their sockets, nothing but pupil as he tilted his buzzed crown to the right. "did you eat some rotten cayenne? i hear those can be pretty unforgiving, even fresh."



note; he didn't ignore her, the ringing was her talking c: he simply did not hear her